Chapter 774: Little Jian Who Stands Up

"[Diamond 6], how did you get to the Dubhe Domain?" The boss asked suspiciously,

"The higher-ups don't seem to have assigned you a task in the Dubhe Domain."

"Indeed not, I came by myself... To be precise, I want to go to the Wuji Domain, but now all trains are suspended, so I can't go." Sun Bumian shrugged helplessly.

"Wuji Domain? At this time, what are you going there for?"

"Just think it's interesting, want to go and see."

The boss didn't believe Sun Bumian's nonsense. He stared at the young man with a hippie smile for a while, found that he couldn't see through those eyes, and after a long time, he still spoke:

"Theoretically, the Twilight Society does not interfere with the daily activities of its members... However, Square 6, you had best not seek death, nor attempt to do anything detrimental to the Twilight Society... The Red King and the Gray King will always be watching you."

"Look, look, where are you taking this conversation... How could I possibly do anything against the Twilight Society?" Sun Bumian spread his hands, practically wearing the words "law-abiding citizen" on his face. "I genuinely just want to go to the Wuji Realm to join in the fun, that's all!"

Boss: "..."

The boss sighed, not bothering to waste his breath on him.

"So, you must have a way to get from the Tian-Shu Realm to the Wuji Realm... right?" Sun Bumian’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"All trains currently connected to the Wuji Realm have been severed. It is impossible to get there using conventional methods... You are only at the Fourth Order; crossing the Gray Realm on your own is also impossible." The boss paused. "However..."

"However what??"

"There is one person who can ensure you pass through the Gray Realm unscathed and arrive at the Wuji Realm."

Sun Bumian blinked, his interest immediately piqued.

"Who?"

"【Heart 6】."

"Heart 6... I’ve seen him in the newspapers. The fall of the Aurora Realm seems to be related to him, right?" Sun Bumian mused. "But since he’s of the '6' generation like me, his rank shouldn't be that high, should it? How could he possibly guarantee I make it through the Gray Realm unscathed?"

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

"Where is he?"

"A while ago, he was supposed to be over in the Red Dust Realm. I really don't know where he is now."

The light in Sun Bumian’s eyes dimmed instantly... Heart 6 was nowhere to be found, and he couldn't leave the Tian-Shu Realm in the short term. At this rate, when would he ever be able to rush to Wuji?

"However, the Wuji Realm is in total chaos right now. Without a mission, he likely won't go there... In all probability, he will arrive directly at the Tian-Shu Realm." The boss suddenly spoke up, offering Sun Bumian a glimmer of hope again. "Perhaps you can wait a bit longer in the Tian-Shu Realm."

"That’s good news, at least." Sun Bumian pondered.

With the intelligence shared, the boss began to sip the hot water from his thermos unhurriedly and lay back down on his rocking chair...

Just as he was about to close his eyes to rest, he suddenly noticed Sun Bumian still standing at the table, looking at him with a cheeky grin that didn't seem to bode well. The boss immediately became alert.

"...What do you want?"

"Well, there’s one more thing... I need the organization to help me out."

"Speak."

Sun Bumian reached into his trouser pockets and pulled out two empty, clean linings, looking at him with pleading eyes. "...Could you lend me some money?"

"...This is a contact outpost, not a bank!" The boss’s eyes widened as he cursed. "I barely make any money running this dump of a shop, and you’re asking me for some? You official members have salaries dozens of times higher than mine every month—how are you not ashamed!"

"Oh, come on, my situation is special..."

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

"Fine, fine."

Sun Bumian gave up the struggle and walked out of the shop helplessly.

He looked at the pedestrians on the street and the faint, shimmering snack street in the distance, unable to stop himself from swallowing hard...

"...Looks like I’ll have to go busking on the street after all."

Sun Bumian let out a long sigh.

Just as he was about to step away, his peripheral vision caught something. He changed direction and walked over to a notice board by the side of the road...

At this moment, a figure in uniform was busy posting a poster on the board, and a crowd of curious residents had already gathered around, pointing at the content on the poster.

Sun Bumian glanced at the poster, his gaze finally locking onto the long string of numbers.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred thousand, million... Hiss."

Behind his sunglasses, Sun Bumian’s eyes grew brighter and brighter!

……

"Go to your..."

"Go to your..."

"Go to your mother's..."

"Finally... arrived..."

Sweating profusely, Jian Changsheng stumbled across the edge of the realm, cursing the bastard from earlier in his heart while complaining about Chen Ling, that good-for-nothing who dropped the ball at such a critical moment.

So much for being a "6" generation from someone else's family, so much for being a world-ending calamity, so much for being the Scarlet Sovereign... When it really mattered, didn't he, Jian Changsheng, still have to step up and shoulder the burden?

Fortunately, the place he had just come from wasn't far from the Tian-Shu Realm. Jian Changsheng had walked for less than an hour to get here.

This was perhaps the only stroke of luck amidst today's many misfortunes.

After crossing the realm's edge, Jian Changsheng was completely exhausted. He plopped down on the ground, and Chen Ling, whom he had been carrying on his back, tumbled directly onto the dirt...

Jian Changsheng didn't pay him any mind. Having carried him for so long, he naturally knew Chen Ling's physical condition; this guy's constitution was no worse than his own, and he wouldn't die from such minor injuries... After catching his breath for a while, he looked around, as if confirming his location.

"Lucky it's the Tian-Shu Realm... otherwise, I'd really be a headless fly."

Jian Changsheng muttered, walked to a flat patch of ground, dipped his fingertip into the blood on Chen Ling’s body, and began to sketch rapidly on the ground.

A large name gradually took shape on the ground.

After writing the characters, Jian Changsheng pressed his palms together and muttered as if in prayer:

"Hope he's still within that guy's sensing range..."

"Heart, oh Heart, this time, is it my turn to shine?"

Then,

He lowered his hands, took a deep breath, and faced the name he had written stroke by stroke...

He shouted with all his might:

"—Senior, save me!!!"

Jian Changsheng’s shout echoed across the flat wilderness, sending ripples through the blood-red name on the ground, but after a few seconds, everything returned to silence.

Jian Changsheng wasn't impatient; he simply sat cross-legged on the spot, his eyes fixed on the distance, as if waiting for something.

One minute, three minutes, five minutes...

After Jian Changsheng had waited for about ten minutes, a figure in a long black robe slowly walked over from the distance...