I'm not a drama god

A barrage of noisy conversations flooded Wu Tongyuan's ears. Compared to this morning, there was a noticeable increase in panic in the eyes of the people...

At this moment, they didn't know whether Wu Tongyuan succeeded or failed, but the collapsed tower and the embarrassed Lingxu Jun were conveying a very bad message to them... They began to become panicked and uneasy.

From beginning to end, Wu Tongyuan did not answer any of their questions. He just lowered his head silently and staggered forward.

When he returned to Lingxu Ancient Temple and his familiar surroundings, Wu Tongyuan's tense body finally relaxed a little...

He staggered to the ground and sat down, his eyes revealing deep fatigue.

"Lord Lingxu, we just did some calculations... Even if we work overtime at all costs, we still don't have enough manpower. Moreover, many people have been sick recently and are unable to do high-intensity work." A team leader spoke hesitantly.

"Should we...require manpower and resources from the other two realms?"

Wu Tongyuan was silent for a moment.

"Forget about the Tianshu Realm... We've almost drained the resources there, and with winter coming soon, if we can't repair some buildings in time, it will lead to disaster." Wu Tongyuan said slowly.

"Let's go ask the Cangyun Realm for people... If our dormitories are already overloaded, we can send all the sick workers to the Cangyun Realm and then send healthy workers back from there to ensure a sufficient and stable construction workforce."

The leader was slightly stunned and couldn't help asking:

"Isn't this too much? I'm sure Zang Yun-kun will have an opinion?"

"Qi Muyun is my brother, he... should be able to understand me." Wu Tongyuan waved his hand, "Let's do it."

"……Yes."

……

Hidden Cloud Realm.

"What did you say?" Qi Muyun frowned slightly.

"Send the workers who are sick and unable to work to our Cangyun Realm; and send our healthy people to the Lingxu Realm... That's what the Lingxu Realm said." A figure who looked like a secretary had an extremely grim expression on his face.

"Master Zangyun, they are going too far!!"

"We've already sent most of our manpower over. Now we're under tremendous pressure from food, medical care, housing, and construction... and they still need more people? And they're sending patients over... Those people are sick and unable to work. Our own medical system will be overwhelmed!"

"He himself collapsed the tower, so why should we, the Hidden Cloud Realm, bear the consequences???"

The veins on the secretary's forehead were throbbing, and he almost slammed the table in rebellion. In his opinion, Lingxu Jun's order was a complete act of robbery!

Qi Muyun frowned and fell silent.

"I will reject their unreasonable request right now..." The secretary said to himself and turned to leave.

"and many more."

Qi Muyun suddenly spoke.

The secretary looked back in confusion and saw a complex and bitter expression on Qi Muyun's face.

"...Just do as he says." Qi Muyun sighed.

"What??"

"Do as he says." Qi Muyun repeated, "If we don't help him now... he will really be isolated and helpless."

"But if we help him, what will happen to us? What will happen to the people in the Cangyun Realm? If they knew that Lingxu Jun took away their husbands, sons, and fathers, and sent a large number of patients here, they would definitely..."

"Just tell them that I was the one who pushed for this." Qi Muyun interrupted the secretary.

"I will bear all the consequences..."

The secretary stood there in a daze.

He looked carefully into Qi Muyun's eyes, and after confirming that the other party was really serious, he hesitated to speak... He was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

"I understand...I will do as you say."

The secretary pushed the door open and left.

The room fell into dead silence again.

Qi Muyun slowly stood up and walked to the window. He looked at the streets in ruins and the scattered pedestrians on the road, his eyes struggling...

"You, you..."

"You really give me a hard time..."

……

"Lord Red King, a letter has arrived from the Lingxu Realm."

In the Tianshu Realm, in the deserted alley around the bridge, Liu Qingyan handed a letter to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling glanced at the corner of the envelope, where a small poker suit was imprinted.

Jack of Spades.

Chen Ling remembered this Spade J. He was Yishendao and the current leader of the Deep Blue Knights... Just like Bai Ye in the past, he was a "spy" who quietly climbed to the top of other organizations.

As the leader of the Deep Blue Knights, he has absolutely top-level authority in the Lingxu Realm. That is why Chen Ling is always the first to get any information about the Lingxu Realm...even faster than other human realms.

Chen Ling immediately opened the envelope and frowned slightly after reading the contents.

"Did Wu Tongyuan fail..."

This letter describes in detail the process of Wu Tongyuan's failure, and even the collapse of the Akashic Tower is written down, making people feel as if they have witnessed the whole process with their own eyes... In addition, the subtle changes in the attitude of the people in the Lingxu Realm, and Wu Tongyuan's internal strategy of seeking help from the Cangyun Realm, are also clearly conveyed.

Is this the benefit of having your own people behind enemy lines?

"Spade Jack did a great job." Chen Ling put away the envelope. "If there's any progress in the Lingxu Realm, have him tell me as soon as possible."

"Yes."

As Liu Qingyan disappeared with the letter, Chen Ling turned around and walked towards the bridge hole.

To be honest, Chen Ling felt very sorry about Wu Tongyuan's failure... He also hoped that Wu Tongyuan could succeed and find a way to solve the problem of Chixing in one go. Unfortunately, this did not seem so easy.

However, this has little to do with the Dusk Society. It is impossible for Chen Ling to go to the Lingxu Realm to help Wu Tongyuan. As he said before, they each have things to do.

As soon as Chen Ling walked under the bridge, he saw a figure in a Tang suit, holding a simple branch cane and strolling with the hens by the river.

"Cube, you finally woke up."

Sun Bumian raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Chen Ling coming back: "I heard from Heitao that you didn't invite me to the hotpot dinner a few days ago?"

"...You're sleeping like a dead pig. Who can wake you up?"

"That's true... I feel like I'm about to ascend to heaven."

"How is your recovery?" Chen Ling asked again.

"It's not bad. At least I didn't sleep for several years... It seems that some moderation is necessary." Sun Bumian shrugged. "Although I haven't fully recovered the eighth-level combat power yet, it should be within the next two days."

"That's good."

"Oh, right……"

Sun Bumian seemed to remember something.

"Have you felt that... Spade has been acting strange these past two days?"