Chapter 675: The Convoy

Red Dust Main City.

A neat row of vehicles slowly came to a stop in front of the Main City gate.

At this moment, several groups of refugees from other towns were queuing to enter the city. They were covered in dust and sweat, and the long journey had left them starving. Suddenly seeing a neat convoy driving out from inside the Main City, they were all stunned and stood in place.

Several police officers responsible for registering the names and numbers of refugees looked at each other in confusion and walked quickly toward the convoy.

The window of the black car at the front slowly rolled down.

"Hello, we are the Huang Corporation convoy. We are leaving the city," Uncle Quan said proactively.

"Huang Corporation?" Hearing these two words, the officers seemed to recall something. Their eyes looked through the car window at the young girl in the yellow dress in the back seat, their expressions filled with surprise.

Living in the Red Dust Realm, they had naturally heard of the Huang Corporation. Especially the Chairman, Huang Suyu; her reputation was even more formidable—a rising star in the Red Dust business world, the youngest corporation chairman in history, a business genius who had single-handedly propelled the Huang Corporation into the ranks of top-tier conglomerates...

But he didn't understand why the Huang Corporation was leaving the city at a time like this.

"Miss Huang, the situation outside the city is very chaotic right now. Leaving will likely put your life in danger," the officer warned solemnly.

Before Huang Suyu could answer, Uncle Quan replied in advance: "We know, but we still have to go. Please accommodate us... We will take responsibility for anything that happens."

"This isn't a matter of accommodation..."

"Forget it, let them go," another officer patted his shoulder. "We are only responsible for guarding the city and letting the refugees outside come in. As for whether they want to go out, that's not our business."

"...Fine."

The officer stepped back two paces and waved his hand, "There are many people entering the city, drive your convoy slowly."

"Thank you."

Uncle Quan signaled the driver to proceed.

The convoy hummed to life and slowly drove out along the city gate. The refugees queuing to enter the city moved around the sides of the traffic. Countless eyes fell upon the convoy—some envious, some confused, some surprised... After all, for residents who had lived in villages outside the Main City since childhood, most had never even seen what a car looked like.

"Mommy, what are these rumbling things?"

"They're cars, they can carry people forward."

"So big... Why don't we have them in our town?"

"These things are very, very expensive, and our town only has small paths; cars can't drive on them..."

"Tsk, so many cars. Are these the wealthy families from the Main City?"

"Officer, sir, I'd like to ask where we can buy food? We walked all the way from Han Town, we're really starving..."

"Just endure it for a bit. The Main City was just attacked not long ago, and several major granaries were destroyed... We are short-handed right now and can't uniformly distribute food."

"I can still endure it... but the children..."

"If you really can't, you'll have to find locals in the Main City to buy some. They live here, so they might have food reserves... But most of the residents have already fled to underground shelters, so don't hold out too much hope."

“……”

As the car window rolled up, the noise from the outside was gradually cut off.

The light and shadows of the bustling crowd flowed past outside the window. In the quiet back seat of the car, Huang Suyu kept her hands on the leather suitcase on her lap, her head lowered, her mood somewhat low.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Uncle Quan asked.

"I just..." Huang Suyu opened her mouth, then said, "Just feel like I'm a bit of a deserter."

"A deserter?"

"The situation in the Main City isn't good, is it?" Huang Suyu looked through the car window at the bare city walls and the few officers standing at the gate. "The residents of the entire Red Dust Main City are gathering here, but apart from the Floating Life Painting, there are almost no means to protect the residents... Even the officers are only equipped with one handgun each. Can they really stop the Wuji Realm with these things?"

Uncle Quan was stunned for a long while, then shook his head to comfort her:

"Miss, you're thinking too much... At the end of the day, we are just merchants. Even if we know the plight of the Red Dust Main City, what can we do?

The Whale Shark Corporation, the Paradise Corporation, the Dinglu Corporation—which of these old-school conglomerates doesn't keep a group of bodyguards who possess the Path of the Gods? But when trouble hits, aren't they the first to hide and protect themselves? Furthermore, our Huang Corporation only rose to prominence recently; we don't have their deep foundations. With just our three or four bodyguards, what can we do?

These refugees ran to the Main City to save their lives; we are leaving the Main City for Willow Town also to save our lives... Everyone is the same."

Huang Suyu was silent for a long time, and could only sigh helplessly.

Just as Uncle Quan said, they were only merchants.

"So, what happened to those three corporations?" Huang Suyu asked.

"As far as I know, the moment the Disaster Bell rang, the Whale Shark Corporation and the Paradise Corporation ceded a portion of their interests and hid together in the Dinglu Corporation's underground shelter."

"...The three major corporations are hiding together now?"

"Yes. Previously, the estates of the major corporations were all built for luxury and comfort. Only the Dinglu Corporation, which started in land development, built an underground palace beneath their own property," Uncle Quan couldn't help but remark. "This Dinglu Corporation certainly had foresight... However, they are also the most miserable."

Huang Suyu raised an eyebrow, about to ask why, when she suddenly realized the reason.

"The Dinglu Corporation specializes in real estate development; most of their assets exist in the form of land and buildings... But during the last round of the Gray Realm invasion, nearly half of the buildings in the Main City were destroyed. Now there's the Realm War. After these two rounds of disaster, the Dinglu Corporation will likely go bankrupt."

"That's right. After this, I'm afraid the most valuable things the Dinglu Corporation will have left are those large construction machines, transport vehicles, and explosives for land demolition," Uncle Quan looked at the convoy behind them with relief. "Compared to that, we should be the luckiest among the major corporations."

The convoy slowly drove out of the city gate and proceeded along the muddy path. Light rain mixed with splashing mud and stones hit the humming convoy, and the originally clean and tidy car bodies suddenly added a touch of wildness.

The convoy's headlights tore through the dim, rainy curtain as they moved in formation. At first, there were many refugees on the main road preparing to enter the city, but after the convoy turned onto the branch road leading to Willow Town, the figures on the road became increasingly sparse.

Huang Suyu sat silently in the back seat, looking at the barren, withered mountains and land outside the window, wondering what she was thinking.

Just then, the driver suddenly spoke:

"Miss, there are two people lying on the ground ahead... looks like they've fainted."

Huang Suyu looked up and saw that in the middle of the muddy road, there were indeed two figures, one big and one small, lying there as if they had fainted, blocking the convoy's path.

"Go down and take a look," Huang Suyu said while pushing open the car door.