I'm not a drama god

The sudden disaster plunged the entire street into chaos.

The crowd that had been queuing up for Mr. Han's treatment scattered in terror, fleeing in all directions like madmen. The dragon slayers who were originally responsible for maintaining order became an important force in resisting the disaster.

The sudden attack of the foxtail grass was like a signal. After it, a large number of disasters emerged from the soil all over the realm, directly turning the originally peaceful realm upside down!

Terrified cries rose and fell, and a series of chaotic footsteps staggered past.

Crimson blood gushed from A-Qiang's chest. He lay helplessly in the pool of blood, one hand clutching his chest, which he couldn't stop bleeding from. His empty, bewildered eyes gradually dimmed...

He looked towards the chaos in the direction of his home, as if worried about something...

But in the end,

His neck lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing.

……

"Looking towards Spring Terrace, the autumn wind blows fiercely, but the fire in our hearts remains unextinguished! The dust of war will eventually dissipate, and Marshal Lin will surely return in triumph! Do not say that what we see before us is a desolate and shattered land; just look, the future will surely bring—"

"Flowers bloom again under the bright sun, and the spring breeze once again greens our old homes!"

"Then, we'll ride our green horses again..."

"A dashing young man, dressed in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse!"

Zhao Ziqian's hopeful voice echoed on the stage, and in his words, he seemed to have already imagined the wonderful and unrestrained scenes of youth.

Li Muyun stood behind him, seemingly somewhat dazed...

He was moved by the bright future Zhao Ziqian described, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, would that day really come?

“Ziqian…my dear brother! This peaceful scene, this promise to go on a spring outing…”

Li Muyun choked up a little.

Kong Baosheng, sitting in the first row of the audience, seemed completely absorbed in the performance, oblivious to his surroundings and the growing murmurs of the people behind him.

"Cough cough cough cough cough... When can we eat cake?"

"I don't know... They said we could eat it after the performance, but he wouldn't be lying to us, would he?"

"Exactly, we've been waiting for so long!"

"I'm so hungry... I'm really hungry, I haven't eaten for three days... Cake... It smells so good! Does it really taste like cake?!"

"Where's the cake??"

"What is this babbling song? Can you understand it?"

"I don't understand. I couldn't understand a word they said... Hey! We don't want to watch this lousy show, we want cake! Get the cake out here!!"

"..."

Even if Chen Ling and Li Qingshan performed exceptionally well and touched the hearts of the audience, they could not move these people who were starving and freezing... They were already terminally ill and extremely hungry. Who would have the leisure or inclination to listen to a play?

They were already on the verge of death, and all they wanted was to satisfy their appetites. Now that the cake hadn't come out yet, they had completely lost their patience.

Some people even stood up and started searching for themselves inside the theater.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Calamity!! How can there be another calamity!?"

Just then, a series of chaotic screams rang out from the street outside the building, and the shadow of a huge monster could be vaguely seen flashing past the door.

Immediately afterwards, as if they had caught a whiff of a presence, the enormous shadows slowly retreated back to the front of Jinghong Tower...

Strands of glistening saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths.

Just as the giant shadow was about to smash through the gate of Jinghong Tower, a cold snort rang out from the second floor of the theater, and a scimitar gleaming with cold light descended from the sky, directly severing the monster's head.

This scene left the audience completely dumbfounded. This perilous "shadow puppet show" undoubtedly shattered their defenses. They huddled together in fear, unsure whether to go out or not. They sat there trembling, listening to the melodious singing on stage.

Now that the show has begun, it absolutely cannot stop. This is a point that Chen Ling and Li Qingshan both understand and adhere to. Even if there seems to be some unexpected chaos outside, they do not intend to stop... Moreover, Chen Ling believes that Hongxin J and the others can handle these minor problems.

For some reason, more and more calamities began to approach Jinghong Tower, and the speed at which the curved blades slashed through the tower increased. In the end, in addition to the Jack of Hearts, even the Queen of Diamonds joined the fray.

"What's going on with all these calamities? Are they all out of their minds?"

With a single stroke, J of Hearts chopped off the root of a calamity, his gold ornaments jingling as he stood amidst the blood and gore, watching the monsters crawling out of the soil, and couldn't help but speak.

Wind, rain, thunder, and lightning swirled around Q, his pale blue hair fluttering silently, and his gaze held a hint of confusion.

"These calamities are indeed strange... They're not attacking with all their might like last time, but rather emerging from the ground occasionally and continuously... It doesn't seem like they're seriously attacking the Hidden Cloud Realm, but rather that they're trying to create chaos?"

"The chaos was probably created to cover something up," the Magician Jack of Clubs' voice echoed from the side. "It seems... the campaign to quell the calamity isn't going so smoothly either."

Just as the area outside Jinghong Tower was a scene of carnage, a loud shout suddenly rang out from inside the tower:

"Found it! The cake! It really is a cake!!"

The trembling crowd was startled and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came. They saw two frail figures who had somehow produced a huge cake. At the same time, an enticing aroma that made everyone's mouths water wafted into their nostrils.

The moment they smelled the cake, even their fear vanished. For months they had endured hunger and cold, and even in their best times, they had never seen such a delicious cake…

A bloody storm raged outside the theater.

A series of clear swallowing sounds rang out from the crowd.

"So the cake was here... Let me have a bite first!!"

"It smells so good...it really smells so good!"

"Why did you grab it and eat it first?! I want some too! Everyone needs some!"

"Xiao Sheng, hurry, hurry up, or they'll eat it all!"

"Get out of my way!! I have to eat this cake today!!"

"..."

The starving crowd could no longer sit still. They didn't care about the rules or the opera; all they could see was the magnificent and delicious cake tower. They rushed out of their seats, afraid that if they ate too late, there would be nothing left.

More and more figures rushed to the cake tower, their eyes gleaming with greed as they frantically grabbed at the cake. One after another, figures jostled and pushed each other amidst the chaotic noise…

The precarious cake tower collapsed with a crash, as if someone had given it a push!