I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling would never forget that she came to the Hidden Cloud Realm because of that mysterious invitation from the Amazing Phoenix Tower.

Although the journey to the Hidden Cloud Realm was somewhat bumpy, and the way to enter the city was also a bit unexpected... Chen Ling did not intend to waste time in this clinic.

Regardless of Dr. Jia's mental journey, and regardless of whether he did his best to save her, since he brought her back, Chen Ling naturally had to give something in return... Since he liked gold and silver jewelry, such a large gold brick was enough to repay this favor.

“…Jinghong Tower?” Dr. Jia thought for a moment. “I don’t know, I haven’t heard of it much.”

"Do you know where Guyu Street is?"

"I know that. It's in the southwest, quite far away."

"Okay, thank you."

Chen Ling gave a brief reply and then pushed her wheelchair away from the clinic.

Dr. Jia watched Chen Ling's departing figure, opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent. He stood quietly at the entrance of the small, run-down clinic, watching the figure in the wheelchair gradually disappear from sight.

……

The streets of the Hidden Cloud Realm were even more desolate than Chen Ling had imagined.

This is not to say that the infrastructure of the Hidden Cloud Realm is dilapidated. On the contrary, the streets and buildings in the Hidden Cloud Realm are better than most of the realms that Chen Ling has seen. Like the South Sea Realm, there are a lot of green belts along the roadside. However, it seems that because no one has taken care of them for too long, all of these plants have withered and died. In addition, there are almost no pedestrians on the road, which gives people a desolate and bleak feeling.

Chen Ling scanned the surroundings. None of the shops along the street were open, and most of the storefronts and signs were covered in dust, as if they hadn't been open for business for a long time. The residential area behind the alley was even more lifeless, as if hardly anyone lived there.

Chen Ling pushed his wheelchair toward the southwest direction Dr. Jia pointed out. Just then, a familiar figure came into view.

"Stop talking nonsense!! Hand over the bread!!"

"Brother Qiang, we all grew up in the same neighborhood, and we're really starving... Since you have bread, why don't you take some out and share it with the younger brothers!"

"The government's relief food hasn't arrived yet. Can you bear to just watch us starve?"

"..."

The speakers were a group of boys around twelve or thirteen years old, the oldest looking about fourteen or fifteen, and the youngest just over ten. They were all sallow-faced and emaciated, dressed in tattered clothes, and were surrounding a mother and child.

They surrounded none other than A-Qiang and his mother, who had just come out of Dr. Jia's clinic. A-Qiang was carrying a basket in one hand and protecting his mother on his back with the other. His expression was rather unpleasant as he looked at the children.

"I...I have no bread!"

"You're lying! I can already smell the bread!" a little boy shouted immediately, staring intently at the basket and swallowing hard.

"This...this is our family's last food supply! There are three of us to feed, and we don't have any extra to give you." A-Qiang backed away, warily watching the wolf-like children.

Seeing this, her elderly mother, carried on her back, had eyes filled with sorrow.

"You're robbing people in broad daylight? Is this how your parents raised you?"

"Mom and Dad? Hah... My dad was forced to go to the Spirit Void Realm and has already been executed. My mom also died of illness... Now I'm the only one left in my family!"

The tallest boy, around fourteen or fifteen years old, pulled a sharp fruit knife from his waist, a ferocious look appearing on his youthful face. "If you don't give me the bread, I'll send you down to meet them!"

"Give me!"

"Give me the bread!!"

Under pressure from the children, the young man could only back away with his mother on his back. Seeing that he still showed no intention of handing over the bread, the tallest child waved his hand:

"Just grab it!!"

One by one, the young jackals swarmed forward.

Although the young man was older and taller than them, he was unable to fight back while carrying his mother. He could only protect the bread and his mother and keep dodging. But these children were really vicious, each of them holding a fruit knife or a steel pipe and swinging it wildly at the two of them.

Seizing the opportunity, the lead boy, veins bulging on his neck, stabbed Ah Qiang in the abdomen with a knife. At the same time, another boy beside him swiftly reached out to snatch the bread basket...

Just then, a tiny afterimage slicing through the air!

clang--! !

The knife tip, which had already touched the young man's skin, was suddenly struck by a flying coin, producing a crisp buzzing sound. The terrifying force sent the coin flying from the boy's hand!

After the coin knocked off the blade, it spun rapidly in the air and accurately bounced off the arm of the boy who was grabbing the basket, sending the boy flying and crashing to the ground like a sandbag.

It all happened so suddenly; in the blink of an eye, the two children were lying on the ground, and the rest of the children were completely stunned...

jingle——

They saw a coin fall to the ground, bounce twice, and then roll backward along the road... finally hitting the edge of a wheelchair and wobbling as it fell to the ground.

Chen Ling gently raised his hand, and the coin flew back into his palm on its own. He casually toyed with it with his slender fingers, and the coin danced between his fingers like a butterfly, a sight that made one dizzy...

This coin is a fragment of a crimson star that Chen Ling brought out from the depths of the ashes of civilization. At this moment, he is constantly relying on its power to replenish his spiritual energy, but to outsiders, this is a blatant provocation and a display of skill.

"Who...who are you??" The boy who had been knocked to the ground staggered to his feet, looking at the person in the wheelchair with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Chen Ling was too lazy to waste her breath arguing with these children, and coldly said:

"roll."

This simple word seemed to contain an extremely strong sense of oppression, instantly stunning all the children... Just then, several figures rushed towards them!

"Hey, what are you guys doing here?"

"The city defense team is here!" a child said, sounding a little scared.

The boy in the lead rolled his eyes, then immediately lay back down on the ground, his face contorted in a mournful expression. He pointed at Chen Ling, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and shouted:

"Uncle, help us!! This guy appeared out of nowhere! He's attacking us as soon as he sees us! And he's trying to steal our things!!"

Upon hearing this, the other children realized what was happening and began to imitate them, pointing at Chen Ling and crying out loud:

"Yes, Uncle!! Quick, grab him!"

"He seems to have some kind of special power; with just a wave of his hand, we all collapsed... He's definitely not a good person!!"

"My hand hurts so much...it feels like it's broken!!"

"..."

The cries of a group of children are always the most likely to evoke a protective instinct in people. The figures of the city defense team frowned and looked at Chen Ling, scrutinizing him warily for a moment before walking straight towards them.

Chen Ling narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched the group of people putting on their performance.

Just as he was about to lose his patience and prepare to wipe out the entire group and then steal their memories, a familiar figure in blue robes slowly emerged from behind the arriving city defense team... Upon seeing him, Chen Ling froze on the spot.