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nChapter 1067: Poor Heavenly Dao

nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nFor some reason, the moment Tong Ling wanted to play a trick on Wang Ling, his body felt like it was in the firm grip of an external force; an evil power manipulated his body, squeezing out his spirit energy unceasingly and shooting laser beams in all directions!

nIf this went on, Tong Ling felt that he would be drained dry very soon!

nThe Purple Flame Beam Cannon swept over the ground and kicked up dirt. The more the chief director watched this scene on the screen, the more he felt something wasn’t right.

n“Cut!”

nThe director called for a stop.

nIt was useless.

nIt seemed as if Mr Tong Ling had gotten carried away by his ego in the sky.

n“Can anyone tell me what’s going on?”

n“Mr Tong Ling seems to have lost control!”

nLost control?

nWhy would he lose control?

nSuch a haphazard attack which completely didn’t follow the script already posed a threat to some of the extras in the green safe zone.

n“Don’t shoot us! Mr Tong Ling! Hurry up and wake up!”

n“Ah! My flaming biceps 1!”

nSomeone was hit by the Purple Flame Beam Cannon! He screamed in agony!

nFor a moment, the scene descended into chaos.

nNo one had expected something like this to happen.

n“Wang Ling!” Hero Guo thought of Wang Ling. He brought out his spirit sword and planned to dash over to save him.

nThe executive director dragged him back by the arm. “Nephew! It’s dangerous!”

n“Uncle! Think of a way to save him!” Hero Guo was distraught. He was the one who had introduced Wang Ling to this job! And Wang Ling was his most adorable deskmate! If Wang Ling died like this, where would Hero Guo find another person with such neat handwriting whom he could copy homework from?!

nIn the smoke, Wang Ling opened his eyes slowly.

nIt seemed that his eyelid had been warning him about Tong Ling losing control.

nListening to the chaos around him, Wang Ling already confirmed that Tong Ling had lost control. Moreover, he detected a very familiar aura on Tong Ling… It was like the one that had been on Wu Yuanji and Father Zheng before.

nHe speculated that this Mr Tong had also eaten frozen dumplings.

nThe box of frozen dumplings which Mother Wang had returned at the time contained twelve bags…

nIn other words, the frozen dumplings bestowed with the power of Shadow might have been bought from the discounted returns section by twelve hapless people and taken home, and they had obtained this power after eating the dumplings.

nStaring at Tong Ling, who was out of control, Wang Ling still lay unmoving on the ground. He could clearly sense the Purple Flame Beam Cannon’s trajectory and predict what would happen in the next three hundred seconds, and he was confident that Tong Ling wouldn’t hit him. At this stage, the best was for him to sit tight, since the director had said that his pay would go down if he moved.

nIt hadn’t been easy for Wang Ling to find such a relaxing job, and he didn’t want to waste it just like that.

nAlso, he had a feeling that Tong Ling was going to run out of spirit energy very soon; once his energy reserves were all used up, the attacks would stop.

nAnd so, roughly three minutes later, the site was peaceful once more.

nGetting up from the ground and shaking off the dirt on him, Wang Ling saw Hero Guo throw himself at him with a face full of snot and tears. “F**k! It’s great, Wang Ling! You didn’t die! If you had died, who will give me their homework to copy?!”

nWang Ling’s lips twitched in disdain. “…” This was the only thing this guy was good at.

n…

nWang Ling walked out safe and sound, greatly astonishing everyone present.

nHe had been in the red zone, which was the most dangerous and where the attacks were the most concentrated. In the end, during that moment of turmoil, he had still managed to lie as dead as a doornail on the ground… Some of the senior actors were shamed by this dedication and dropped their heads – this was something they could never learn to do!

n“Student Wang, you’re truly amazing.” Every director on site was dumbfounded. They looked at Wang Ling, who was covered in grime, and for a moment, had no words to describe what they were feeling.

nWang Ling stared silently at the director with a hopeful expression.

nThe director couldn’t resist such a “dedicated” gaze. “Student Wang, I understand… Don’t worry, I’ll definitely look for you the next time I film a movie! Your dedication is something we can all learn from! But Student Wang, when you have to run, you should run, understand? What if you get hurt?”

nWang Ling sighed softly at the director’s words.

nOf course it had nothing to do with dedication…

nThe reason why he had remained lying there during the turmoil was naturally for his pay!

nWhile Wang Ling seldom spoke, Hero Guo had still come to know him somewhat after being his deskmate for over half a year.

nHero Guo understood Wang Ling’s meaning.

n“Uncle… that’s not what my classmate means…”

n“Then??”

n“He wants you to pay him…”

n“…”

n…

nAnd so, Wang Ling went home that day in high spirits, with 1200 HNY.

nOne thousand was for Wang Ling’s performance, and the director had given him an extra two hundred as compensation for mental trauma… As for the movie Birth of the Demon Child Odd Zhuo, it was impossible to continue shooting it in the short-term since there were problems with the site; when Tong Ling lost control, he had wrecked the studio’s surroundings. This incident very quickly entered Weibo’s list of hot searches, and there were varied opinions on the reason for Tong Ling’s loss of control.

nThe truth was that after Tong Ling had released all of his spirit energy, Wang Ling had used his Great Seal Spell to seal off the power of Shadow on Tong Ling. Like Wu Yuanji and Zheng Tianqiang, Tong Ling had obtained this power unawares, and naturally didn’t know how to properly use Shadow Dao. Without seeing the might of Shadow Dao for himself, Wang Ling also wouldn’t be able to learn and mimic it as he had done with Fate Dao.

nAnd because of today’s incident, his unborn little sister had thoroughly captured Wang Ling’s attention.

nMaking a seal was one part of it, and Wang Ling now had enough money to do so.

nOf course, the other important thing was to find the remaining nine people who had accidentally eaten the frozen dumplings.

nThis was absolutely vital.

nAs a big brother, it was very normal to sort out a mess caused by his little sister…

nBut given Huaxiu’s large population, looking for these nine people would indeed be very difficult.

nWang Ling had no other choice; he could only ask the Heavenly Dao for help again.

nHeavenly Dao Equivalent Exchange Array…

nAfter Wang Ling drew the familiar array in his room, Loopy Toad circled around it excitedly.

nIt hadn’t seen the Heavenly Dao for quite a while, and sorely missed them.

nBut when Wang Ling summoned the Heavenly Dao little golden man, he and Loopy Toad were astonished by what they saw.

nThe Heavenly Dao little golden man who had been summoned lay prone on the ground as his stomach gurgled, as if he was about to starve to death…

nHad Wang Ling squeezed so much out of the Heavenly Dao that they didn’t even have enough to eat?

nWang Ling’s mind was full of doubts.

nWas he so ruthless…

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