I'm not a drama god

The main city of Hongchen.

A neat row of convoys slowly stopped in front of the main city gate.

At this time, at the city gate, there were still several waves of refugees from other towns queuing up to enter the city. They were covered in dust and sweat, and the long journey made them hungry. Suddenly, they saw a neat row of convoys driving out of the main city, and they were stunned for a moment.

The police officers in charge of registering the names and numbers of refugees looked at each other in confusion and walked quickly towards the convoy.

The window of the black car in the front slowly rolled down.

"Hello, we are the Huang Group's convoy, and we are leaving the city." Uncle Quan took the initiative to speak.

"Huang Group?" Upon hearing this word, the police officers seemed to remember something. They looked through the car window at the girl in a yellow dress in the back seat with a look of surprise.

Living in the mortal world, they were of course well-known to the Huang Group. Especially the chairman Huang Suyue, whose name was even more terrifying. He was a rising star in the mortal business world, the youngest chairman of a group in history, and a business genius who single-handedly made the Huang Group a top-notch group...

But he didn't understand why the Huang Group left the city at this time?

"Ms. Huang, it's very chaotic outside the city right now. Your life might be in danger if you go out," the police officer warned solemnly.

Before Huang Suyue could answer, Uncle Quan responded in advance: "We know, but we still have to go out. Please be flexible... If anything happens, we will take responsibility."

"This is not a matter of compromise..."

"Forget it, let them go out." Another police officer patted his shoulder, "We are only responsible for guarding the city and letting the refugees in. As for whether they want to go out or not, we have no control over it."

"……Fine."

The police officer took two steps back and waved his hand, "There are many people entering the city now, so please drive slower."

"grateful."

Uncle Quan signaled the driver to keep going.

The convoy started with a hum and slowly drove out through the city gate. The refugees who were queuing to enter the city walked around on both sides of the traffic. Countless eyes fell on the convoy, some were envious, some were confused, and some were surprised... After all, for the residents who had lived in the villages and towns outside the main city since childhood, most people had never even seen what a car looked like.

"Mom, what are these booming things?"

"It's a car. It can carry people forward."

"It's so big... Why don't we have it in our town?"

"This thing is very expensive, and our town has only small roads, so cars can't drive on it..."

"Tsk, so many cars, is this the wealthy family in the main city?"

"Hello, Mr. Police Officer. I'd like to ask where we can buy food? We have walked all the way from Han Town and are really starving..."

"Please bear with it for now. The main city was attacked not long ago, and several major granaries were destroyed... We are short of manpower now, and we can't allocate food for distribution in a unified manner."

"I can still bear it...but the child..."

"If all else fails, we can only go to the locals in the main city to buy some. They live here and may have food reserves at home... But now most of the residents have already fled to the underground shelters, so don't hold out too much hope."

"..."

As the car windows were rolled up, the noise from the outside world was gradually blocked out.

The shadows of the crowds of people were moving outside the window. In the quiet back seat of the car, Huang Suyue placed her hands on the suitcase on her knees, lowered her head, and looked a little depressed.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Uncle Quan asked.

"I just..." Huang Suyue opened her mouth and said, "I just feel like a deserter."

"deserter?"

"The situation in the main city is not good, is it?" Huang Suyue looked through the car window at the bare city wall and the few police officers standing at the gate of the city wall. "The residents of the entire Hongchen main city are gathering here, but apart from Fu Sheng Hui, there is almost no means to protect the residents... Even the police officers are only equipped with a pistol. Can these things really stop the Wuji Realm?"

Uncle Quan was stunned for a while, then shook his head and said comfortingly:

“Miss, you think too much… After all, we are just businessmen. Even if we know the plight of Hongchen Main City, what can we do?

The Whale Shark Group, Paradise Group, Dinglu Group, which of these old-line groups doesn't have a group of bodyguards with divine powers? But when they encounter trouble, aren't they the first to hide and protect themselves? Moreover, our Huang Group has only risen recently, and we don't have such a deep foundation as them. What can we do with our three bodyguards?

These refugees ran to the main city to save their lives; we left the main city and went to Liu Town to save our lives... We are all the same."

Huang Suyue was silent for a long time, and could only sigh helplessly;

As Uncle Quan said, they are just businessmen.

"So, what happened to the three consortiums?" Huang Suyue asked.

"As far as I know, as soon as the disaster bell rang, the Whale Shark Group and the Paradise Group ceded some of their interests and hid in the underground shelter of the Dinglu Group together."

"...The three major financial groups are hiding together now?"

"Yes, in the past, the manors of the major financial groups were all built to be luxurious and comfortable. Only the Dinglu Financial Group, which started out as a land construction company, built an underground palace under its own ground." Uncle Quan couldn't help but sigh, "This Dinglu Financial Group is indeed foresighted... But they are also the ones who suffer the most."

Huang Suyue raised her eyebrows and was about to ask why, but suddenly she figured out the reason.

"The Dinglu Group is mainly engaged in real estate construction, and most of its assets are in the form of land and buildings... But in the previous round of Gray Realm invasion, nearly half of the buildings in the main city were destroyed, and now there is the Realm War. After these two rounds of disasters, the Dinglu Group is likely to go bankrupt."

"It's like this. After this, the most valuable things left in the Dinglu Group are probably the large construction machinery, transport vehicles, and explosives for blasting the land." Uncle Quan looked at the convoy behind him with satisfaction. "Compared to this, we should be the luckiest among the major groups."

The convoy slowly drove out of the city gate and moved along the muddy road. The drizzle mixed with splashing mud and rocks hit the buzzing convoy, and the originally clean and tidy car bodies suddenly added a bit of wildness.

The headlights of the convoy tore through the dark rain curtain and moved forward in a line. At the beginning, there were many refugees on the main road, all preparing to enter the city, but after the convoy turned into the branch road leading to Liu Town, the figures on the road became increasingly sparse.

Huang Suyue sat silently in the back seat, looking at the barren and withered mountains and land outside the window, wondering what she was thinking.

At this moment, the driver suddenly spoke:

"Miss, there are two people lying on the ground in front... they seem to have fainted."

Huang Suyue looked up and saw two figures, one big and one small, lying in the middle of the muddy road. They seemed to have fainted, blocking the convoy's progress.

"Let's go down and take a look." Huang Suyue said as she opened the car door.