I Am Not the God of Drama

Sun Zhongliang

Dense electric light burst forth from beneath the feet of the two emperors, illuminating the entire conference room almost as bright as day. Deafening roars rang out from all directions, as if the earth was wailing beneath their feet.

The crowd in the conference room didn't seem to understand what exactly had happened. They were merely awed by the terrifying auras erupting from the two, looking around in bewilderment...

It wasn't until a staff member hurriedly ran into the conference room and shouted beside Sun Zhongliang:

"Di... Director!! The boundaries of the 7012 Project have been expanded! The surroundings are full of newly appeared, unknown stone corridors and spaces..."

"What?" Sun Zhongliang was startled.

"Our people are currently exploring the surroundings, and haven't found where the boundaries are yet... But a conservative estimate is that the area has expanded by more than ten times." The staff member paused for a moment. "Also, we found stairs leading underground... But when 7012 was first designed, there were no stairs at all!"

Sun Zhongliang had already led people to survey this underground project countless times. There was only one level here, where did the stairs come from?

And where did the end of the stairs lead to??

"What did you do?" Sun Zhongliang looked at Chen Ling and Ying Fu, finding it inconceivable.

"We Reshaped this underground project." Chen Ling spoke slowly. "Exactly how much it has been expanded, we aren't clear either. You can send your people to slowly explore it yourselves... However, it should be enough to hold the current survivors of Wushan."

Even for Chen Ling and Ying Fu, using Reshape to this extent in one breath consumed a tremendous amount of energy. Unless a Rank 7 or Rank 8 like Lou Yu came personally, it would probably be impossible to do better than them.

Whether it was Sun Zhongliang or all the guests present, everyone was incredibly shocked at this moment...

They had never heard of a Divine Path capable of reshaping matter, nor had they ever heard of anyone being able to expand an underground project from the last century by dozens or even hundreds of times in such a short period of time. This was simply a miracle!

"Your biggest concern has been resolved."

Ying Fu gazed at Sun Zhongliang. "Now... what excuse do you have to stop us?"

Crimson warning lights flashed in the conference room. Almost everyone's gaze fell upon Sun Zhongliang...

Sun Zhongliang stood there blankly.

A moment later, his fists silently clenched.

...

Two days ago.

Halfway up the overcast mountain.

"A call from above, I'm going to take it."

Pattering drizzle drifted down from the sky. At the entrance of the Mid-mountain Hotel, Sun Zhongliang glanced at the lit-up number on the screen, his expression somewhat complex.

He took a black umbrella himself, extricated himself from the crowd of Bureau 749 personnel, and walked alone toward the deserted side of the mountain.

Sun Zhongliang pressed the call button.

"...Hello?"

"Sun Zhongliang, your proposal has been rejected." The voice on the other end of the phone was incredibly deep. "You want to mobilize the power of the Divine Path Possessors to shelter the entire Wushan Town. That's too risky."

Sun Zhongliang's body trembled slightly.

"But are we really going to leave the citizens completely alone? That's hundreds of thousands of people... I understand those inheritors. I've dealt with them for decades. Once they know the truth, they won't be willing to just eke out a living underground like this. Since that's the case, why don't we join forces with them..."

"Hundreds of thousands of people? Do you know what the total population of the country is?" The person's voice was somewhat helpless. "Sun Zhongliang... I've always appreciated you, but I didn't expect you to still be idealistic at a critical juncture like this...

War is like a flood or a ferocious beast, swift and violent. We cannot protect everyone, but you must know that among our population of over a billion, only a few hundred Divine Path Possessors have emerged. They are cultural treasures and important targets for protection. To put it unpleasantly, the strategic value of the entire Wushan Town isn't as important as those few hundred people.

You want them to protect ordinary people, but even if they join forces, can they withstand a nuclear strike? Even if they withstand the first one, what if there's a second or third? How do you know how many nuclear weapons the enemy will drop here? Taking a step back, the 7012 Underground Project is only so big. How many citizens can you accommodate? You accommodate a small portion of the citizens, so what will the unaccommodated portion think? What if they turn around and attack the underground project?"

Under the continuous questioning from the person on the other end of the phone, Sun Zhongliang opened his mouth to explain, but ultimately couldn't say a single word.

"By trying to mobilize these Divine Path Possessors to protect the citizens now, you're failing to distinguish primary from secondary. I put you in charge of Bureau 749, not for you to take them to take risks!"

As that person made the final decision, the entire matter was settled. At this moment, Sun Zhongliang also clearly knew that his proposal had absolutely no chance of passing.

"...I understand."

The person on the phone fell silent for a moment, then spoke coldly once more:

"Sun Zhongliang, do what you're supposed to do... I'll reiterate one last time: do not take risks."

Beep, beep, beep...

As the call was hung up, Sun Zhongliang slowly lowered his phone.

Fine raindrops hit the canopy of the black umbrella, making soft ticking sounds. Sun Zhongliang looked down at the town shrouded in hazy mist at the foot of the mountain, his gaze incredibly complex...

Sun Zhongliang knew very well that his proposal was indeed very risky. The reason he still braced himself and submitted that proposal was for those "White Hands" who were destined to abandon Bureau 749 once they knew the truth, and also for himself.

He hadn't married in his life, let alone had children. His parents had passed away many years ago. He had no ties in society, which was also an important reason why his superiors trusted him and handed the 7012 Underground Project over to him... But this didn't mean that Sun Zhongliang lacked a heart of compassion.

From Shanghai all the way to Wushan, whenever he saw children playing lively on the street, couples walking together, or four generations of a family sitting at their doorway basking in the sun, an indescribable sorrow would rise in his heart... He knew that in a few days, all of this would be reduced to ashes. But even though he clearly knew everything, he couldn't do anything.

Sun Zhongliang had never possessed happiness, so he yearned for happiness all the more, and cherished happiness all the more...

Even if this happiness didn't belong to him.

But with the nation and the fate of humanity above all, Sun Zhongliang also knew he couldn't take them to take risks... So he extinguished all his fantasies, ignored his own emotions, and carried out his duties as the Director of Bureau 749 according to the plans and regulations. Even if it meant Unanimous Condemnation, he didn't care.

But now... the spark of hope that had been extinguished by his own hands was igniting in the darkness in a way he had never imagined.

Sun Zhongliang looked at the two emperors before him, took a deep breath, and as if making some kind of resolution, slowly spoke:

"I have nothing more to say..."

"The doors are already open. As long as they are willing themselves, you can take them away..."

"The resources prepared in this underground project are plentiful. As long as you can send the survivors over, I will settle all of them properly. No matter what happens outside, this place can at least guarantee their survival for ten days."

Sun Zhongliang's gaze swept across everyone in the conference room, his back straight.

"All consequences will be borne by me, Sun Zhongliang, alone."