I'm not a drama god

The factory area was in a mess at this time.

Several figures surrounded a worker who had fallen to the ground, their haggard faces full of fear. They looked at the young man who was vomiting blood on the ground and were at a loss for what to do.

Although he was a young man, his hair was almost completely gone, and he exuded an aura of decay from the inside out. He lay on the ground, vomited blood several times, then rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground...

Black and smelly blood spread from under his body, and within just a few seconds, he was dead.

Wu Duo and Fang Liangye, who had just walked to the warehouse window, witnessed his death with their own eyes.

"This..." Fang Liangye stood there in a daze.

"Old Li... is dead?" A worker walked up to him tremblingly and touched his nose, his face suddenly turning pale.

"He said he was tired and not feeling well last night, but he was dragged into the workshop to work overtime in the middle of the night... I didn't pay attention to him for a while, and he became like this..."

"It's not just Lao Li. Five people have died in the workshop next door tonight..."

"Those people from the Silver Government are so crazy!!!"

"An 18-hour workday is already the limit, and now we don't even get an hour's rest a day... If this continues, we'll all die here sooner or later!!"

A commotion gradually arose from the crowd, and the next moment, a gunshot pierced the sky!

boom--

The man with the most intense emotions had a blood flower bursting out from between his eyebrows and fell heavily to the ground.

Bursts of exclamations came from the crowd, and all the workers were startled. They subconsciously took a few steps back and looked not far away... A group of fire usurpers were holding weapons, looking at this place expressionlessly.

The ranks of these fire usurpers were not high, most of them were only at the first or second level, but just standing there with weapons in their hands was enough to bring a terrifying sense of oppression to the ordinary workers.

"The Silver King has ordered that the working hours of all factories be adjusted. All production targets must be completed within the remaining two days... Whoever causes trouble will die now."

The leading fire usurper spoke calmly.

Everyone was silent.

An extremely depressing haze and despair enveloped the hearts of all the workers in the Wuji Realm. Ever since Chen Ling failed to overthrow the Wuji Realm, their last hope was also snuffed out... From that moment on, they all knew very well that their future and the future of this realm was over.

In this realm, they are just tools of production. They have no freedom and no human rights. All they can do is to complete each task mechanically and survive.

Looking at Lao Li's body, they could not feel any anger or resentment at all, but more of despair and numbness.

"Go back and continue production!" The Fire Usurper said in a deep voice.

Then, the people behind him took out their lists and began to stand at the door of each workshop to take roll call, ensuring that everyone was in their corresponding position.

"Han Zhaohua."

"Xiong Shangzhi."

"Hong Yuqiong."

"Lu Yu."

"Cao Jun..."

"..."

The workers whose names were called walked into the workshop one after another with their heads lowered. When it was Cao Jun's turn, he silently clenched his fists, turned his head to look at the warehouse where Wu Duo and others were hiding, and entered without saying a word.

When the rat gang members in the warehouse saw this scene, anger rose in their eyes!

"The Silver King is simply insane!" a member of the Rat Party said with gritting teeth.

"He doesn't take human life seriously at all."

"…What should we do?"

The few scattered members of the Rat Gang looked at each other, and after a long silence, they turned to look at Fang Liangye.

Duran's whereabouts are unknown, and the Rat Gang now has no one who can make decisions. Before this, they have seen Fang Liangye's methods and are naturally willing to trust his judgment.

"Those Fire Usurpers outside are very weak. We can kill them easily. Do you want to go?"

Fang Liangye opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

He is no longer the "Six of Hearts".

At this moment, without Chen Ling's decisiveness as support, he dared not issue any orders at all, because any choice he made would affect everyone's lives. To him, everything that happened with Chen Ling was like a dream. When he woke up from the dream, Fang Liangye was still Fang Liangye.

"No... No way!" Wu Duo suddenly said, "If we fight them now, even if we can kill them, there will be more Fire Usurpers coming..."

"So we're just going to do nothing?"

Wu Duo pondered for a moment, "The key now is that we must reduce the casualties of the workers... So, you stay here first, I will go find Mr. Fu."

"Are you going by yourself?"

"Well, there are too many people and the target is too obvious."

After Wu Duo gave a few instructions to everyone, he quietly left the warehouse and disappeared into the haze.

……

Time passes, day and night turn.

When the sun sank into the earth once again, three embarrassed figures finally stepped into the Tianshu realm.

"It's only been a short time... and I'm back again." Sun Bumian looked around, his face full of fatigue, "I really don't want to leave this broken Gray Realm again..."

"If it weren't for Meihua, we would have died hundreds of times." Jian Changsheng patted Jiang Xiaohua on the shoulder, "Meihua, thank you so much."

Jiang Xiaohua: “?”

Jiang Xiaohua looked down at his large exposed body, not knowing what to say for a moment... He actually didn't do anything at all, at most he just took off his clothes and walked in the gray world.

"They are going to execute Chen Ling tomorrow... Is it too late for us to call for help now?" Jian Changsheng couldn't help but ask.

"Although the truth is a bit harsh, we can only do this with our current strength...To provoke the Fire Usurper head-on is definitely to die." Sun Bumian shrugged, "Fortunately, the Tianshu Realm's vigilance has been relaxed in the past two days, so we can take the realm train...If the Tianshu Realm can't get reinforcements, we can only go to other realms."

"There is still no news from Senior Bai Ye, and I don't know what the situation is..."

"According to the time, he should have reached Xidao Ancient Tibetan. Did he encounter any accident on the way?"

"This is troublesome..."

As the three of them talked, they walked towards the boundary train.

Just as they were checking the train schedule and preparing to leave this realm to find more Dusk members to help, a train slowly approached from a distance with a roar!

Clang-clang-clang...

As Jian Changsheng and the other two stepped onto the platform, the train slowly stopped not far away. As the steam was released and a sound was heard, the doors of the carriages covered with spells were opened one after another.

"The car is here, let's go." Jian Changsheng was already extremely anxious and was about to rush to the car.

At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

Jian Changsheng looked back and saw Sun Bumian staring blankly at the figures getting off the train, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost...

"It seems... we don't need to ask for help."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Sun Bumian's mouth.