I'm not a drama god

"[Square 6], how did you get to the Tianshu Realm?" the boss asked in confusion.

"It seems that the higher-ups haven't given you any missions in the Tianshu Realm."

"Indeed not, I came here by myself... To be precise, I wanted to go to the Wuji Realm, but now all trains have stopped running, so I can't go." Sun Bumian shrugged helplessly.

"Wuji Realm? What are you doing there at this time?"

“I just thought it was interesting and wanted to go and take a look.”

The boss didn't believe Sun Bumian's lies. He stared at the smiling young man for a while, and found that he couldn't see through his eyes. After a long time, he finally spoke:

"In theory, the Twilight Society does not interfere with the daily actions of its members... But 6 of Diamonds, you'd better not seek death, and don't try to do anything that is detrimental to the Twilight Society... The Red King and the Gray King will always be watching you."

"Look, look, what are you talking about... How could I harm the Twilight Society?" Sun Bumian spread his hands, and the words "good citizen" were almost written on his face. "I really want to go to the Wuji Realm to join in the fun, that's all!"

boss:"……"

The boss sighed and was too lazy to talk to him.

"So, you must have a way to go from the Tianshu Realm to the Wuji Realm...right?" Sun Bumian narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Now all the trains connecting to the Wuji Realm have been cut off. It is impossible to get there by conventional means... You only have the Western Steps now, and it is impossible for you to cross the Gray Realm by yourself." The boss paused, "But..."

"But what??"

"There is someone who can ensure that you can pass through the Gray Realm safely and reach the Infinite Realm."

Sun Bumian blinked his eyes and suddenly became interested.

"Who?"

"[6 of Hearts]."

"Heart 6... I've seen him in the newspaper. The destruction of the Aurora Realm seems to be related to him?" Sun Bumian seemed to be thinking about something. "However, since he is of the same generation as me, his rank should not be that high, right? How can he guarantee that I can pass through the Gray Realm safely?"

"Then you'll have to ask him yourself."

"Where are the others?"

"Some time ago, he should have been in Hongchen. I don't know where he is now."

The light in Sun Bumian's eyes suddenly dimmed... The Six of Hearts was nowhere to be found, and he couldn't leave the Tianshu Realm in a short time. At this rate, when would he be able to get to Wuji?

"However, the Wuji Realm is in chaos right now. Without a mission, he shouldn't go to Wuji... Most likely, he will go to the Tianshu Realm first." The boss suddenly spoke up, giving Sun Bumian a glimmer of hope again, "Perhaps you can wait a little longer in the Tianshu Realm."

"This is good news." Sun Bumian thought thoughtfully.

The information was finished, and the boss slowly began to drink the hot water in the thermos cup and lay back on the rocking chair...

Just when he was about to close his eyes and rest, he suddenly saw Sun Bumian still standing in front of the table, looking at him with a smile. It seemed that he had no good intentions, and the boss immediately became alert.

"...What do you want to do?"

"Well, there's one more thing... I want the organization's help."

"explain."

Sun Bumian reached into his trouser pockets with both hands, pulled out two clean bags, and asked eagerly, "...Can you lend me some money?"

"…This is a base for communication, not a bank!" The boss' eyes widened and he cursed, "I run such a shabby shop, it doesn't make any money, and you're asking me for money? You official members make dozens of times more than me every month, how dare you!"

"Oh, my situation is special..."

"No money! Not a cent!" The boss snorted coldly, "If you want money, find a way yourself..."

"Alright, alright."

Sun Bumian gave up struggling and walked out of the store helplessly.

He looked at the pedestrians on the street and the snack street looming in the distance, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva...

"...It seems that I can only perform on the street."

Sun Busian let out a long sigh.

He was about to walk away when he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye. He turned around and came to a sign on the side of the road...

At this time, next to the signboard, a figure in uniform was carefully posting posters in front of the signboard. There were many residents gathered around to watch the fun, pointing and commenting on the contents of the posters.

Sun Bumian glanced at the poster and his eyes finally fixed on the long string of amounts.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million...hiss."

Behind the sunglasses, Sun Bumian's eyes became brighter and brighter!

……

"I'll go to you..."

"Go to hell..."

"Fuck you..."

"Finally... we're here..."

Jian Changsheng, sweating profusely, staggered across the edge of the realm, cursing the bitch in his heart while complaining about Chen Ling, the good-for-nothing who failed to deliver at the critical moment.

What about other people's "6" generation, what about the world-destroying disaster, what about the scarlet overlord... At the critical moment, doesn't Jian Changsheng still have to stand up and take responsibility?

Fortunately, the place just now was not far from the Tianshu Realm. Jian Changsheng arrived here in less than an hour on foot.

This may be the only good thing among all the bad luck today.

After crossing the edge of the realm, Jian Changsheng was completely exhausted. He sat down on the ground, and Chen Ling on his back fell to the ground first...

Jian Changsheng didn't care about him at all. After carrying him on his back for so long, he naturally knew Chen Ling's physical condition. This guy's physical fitness was not worse than his own, and he wouldn't die from such a minor injury... After taking a breath for a while, he looked around Xizhou, as if to confirm his position.

"Luckily it's the Tianshu Realm... otherwise, I would be like a headless fly."

Jian Changsheng muttered, walked to a flat ground, dipped his fingertips in Chen Ling's blood, and quickly drew on the ground.

A huge name gradually took shape on the ground.

After writing these words, Jian Changsheng clasped his hands together and muttered to himself as if praying:

"I hope I'm still within that guy's sensing range..."

"Heart, oh heart, this time, is it my turn to stand up?"

then,

He put down his hands, looked at the name written stroke by stroke, and took a deep breath...

Shout loudly:

“——Senior, help me!!!”

Jian Changsheng's shouts echoed across the flat wasteland, creating ripples on the bloody name on the ground, but after a few seconds, everything returned to silence.

Jian Changsheng was not impatient. He just sat cross-legged on the spot, staring into the distance with his eyes, as if waiting for something.

One minute, three minutes, five minutes...

Jian Changsheng waited like this for about ten minutes, and then a figure in a black gown slowly approached from a distance...