Cultivation Quick Transmigration: The Believer Girl is Lacking Money and Morals

That evening, Mo Chenchen was eating spicy hot pot on the first floor of the villa when suddenly a huge roar came from afar. Even though Mo Chenchen's soundproofing was quite good, it still couldn't block out the loud noise.

Several military helicopters flew low over the area and eventually landed on the open ground in front of the largest villa complex in the center of the villa district, which had been vacant for a long time.

Mo Chenchen waved her hand to put the unfinished breakfast into her spatial storage, covering herself up tightly, before opening the villa door and joining the others to watch the excitement.

They happened to run into the young man coming out from next door. The two nodded to each other and then walked in the same direction.

Just as we arrived at the location, before we could figure out what had happened, we heard the sound of a convoy of trucks in the distance.

Squads of heavily armed soldiers, dressed in summer combat uniforms, swiftly jumped off trucks and took control of the various entrances and exits of the villa area, setting up cordons and temporary sentry posts.

Their solemn expressions and sophisticated equipment stood in stark contrast to the previously lax security guards in the villa area.

"The army! The army is coming in!" someone shouted excitedly.

Panic and chaos seemed to be instantly injected with a stimulant, and many residents rushed into the streets, filled with excitement and anticipation after surviving the disaster.

Order, official order, seems to have returned.

It's been a month since the extreme heat started, and even the Lunar New Year didn't bring any joy to the family because of the uncertainty about the future.

Now that they see the military, many people see hope. As long as the country takes care of them, they can go back to their comfortable lives.

Unfortunately, this was just a joke. The arrival of the army only meant that they really couldn't stay in the city anymore, so they had no choice but to come here.

The only benefit of the military's presence is that order has been better maintained here; as for other aspects, it's neither good nor bad.

Mo Chenchen stood in the crowd, calmly observing.

The arrival of the military meant that the area was brought under control and security was improved, but it also meant stricter rules and less freedom.

Of course, none of this had much impact on Mo Chenchen; she continued to live her own life.

Mo Chenchen saw people getting off the plane and military vehicles one after another.

Clearly, these people are among the most influential in Qing City, and even in the entire country. Before the city completely spiraled out of control, they moved to this relatively safe rear base.

Mo Chenchen casually glanced at the newcomers and then saw several people she recognized.

First up is Baili Mo, who came down from the helicopter, accompanied by a middle-aged couple. They are likely Baili Feng, the legendary richest man in the country, and an elderly couple, probably his family elders.

Behind them, Mo Chenchen also saw three people who had returned from Myanmar on the same plane. They were Baili Mo's brothers, the true heirs of the upper class in Qing City, with connections and influence that allowed them to quickly find a foothold even in the apocalypse. But Mo Chenchen had forgotten their names.

Next, Lin Yiwen, the two of them didn't have a particularly good relationship.

Yu Haoran, her ex-boyfriend, and next to him is his mother, whom she had met before; presumably, this is his entire family.

She instinctively frowned when she saw this large family; Yu Haoran gave her such a bad impression that she subconsciously felt hostile towards the entire Yu family.

An elderly man with gray hair and an imposing presence moved in, surrounded by his family, accompanied by a young officer whose rank was indicated by his shoulder insignia.

Mo Chenchen raised an eyebrow. It turned out to be Huo Zhanting, whom she had met twice in the antique street. Sure enough, both those who should have come and those who shouldn't have come had arrived.

Seeing this, Mo Chenchen didn't want to look anymore. Since the temperature had dropped considerably, she decided to go home and chop firewood.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the young man who had come with him walking quickly forward, seemingly calling out "Big Brother" and "Big Sister-in-law".

Mo Chenchen looked over curiously and sure enough, she saw a couple getting off the plane. These must be the parents of the neighbor's child. The fact that they could come by plane together shows their importance.

Giving herself a thumbs up for her bet, Mo Chenchen didn't linger and went home.

I was planning to chop firewood, but then I remembered the half-bowl of spicy hot pot I hadn't finished, and I felt I shouldn't waste it, so I decided to finish it first. It would be even more delicious with a cup of milk tea.

Upon seeing his elder brother and sister-in-law disembarking from the plane, Zhou Li quickly went to greet them, saying, "Brother, sister-in-law."

Zhou Li's elder brother and sister-in-law were researchers at the Chinese Academy of Sciences and were usually very busy, so the children were always taken care of by Zhou's parents.

Zhou Li is also very busy. He is a lawyer who runs his own law firm and has achieved some success.

Who knew that we would encounter such a world? We could only accompany our parents and nephew to evacuate from the chaotic city and come to the villa arranged for our elder brother, waiting for him and his wife to return.

The family stayed here for half a month and became increasingly worried about the state of the world, especially about what might happen to Zhou Yu and his wife outside.

Now that I see that they have returned safely, I can finally rest easy.

The army brought a lot of supplies, which were all stored in the 22 villas in the middle. Of course, this was not all; they also had supplies in other places.

With the arrival of the military and important figures, order was quickly restored in the villa area, and the population was rapidly registered and supplies were tallied.

With the establishment of distribution points, although food and water were still scarce, at least open looting was avoided.

Soldier patrols replaced the original security guards, and the shantytowns were forcibly dispersed to more distant areas.

The river is under the official control of the military and is subject to a rationing system. All drinking water and essential supplies, such as electricity and resources from the mountains behind the river, are centrally allocated by the military.

A curfew is in effect, and people are not allowed to go out or wander around before 1 a.m.

All privately owned weapons must be surrendered.

The distribution of power is also very subtle. There is the gray force represented by the Baili Mo family, which has a lot of resources; the military force led by the Huo family; and the official force led by the Chu family.

Unfortunately, Mo Chenchen became the typical example of someone who was made an example of, and the reason, of course, was the gun in her hand.

A few days later, in the evening, Mo Chenchen was reading a novel and eating sunflower seeds in her room when she suddenly heard a commotion outside. It seemed that many people were heading towards her house.

Mo Chenchen felt something was wrong, so she got out of bed, walked to the window, and lifted a corner of the curtain to look outside.

Upon seeing this, my heart sank.

I saw Commander Huo with several soldiers, as well as a few people from the villa area who had some influence and were now assisting with management.

A large group of people headed straight for her villa.

A number of residents, both near and far, had gathered around to watch the spectacle, pointing and whispering with various expressions.

This whole operation is clearly aimed at her.

Mo Chenchen took a deep breath and calmed down.

What's meant to happen will happen. She straightened her clothes, quickly went downstairs, and opened the villa door expressionlessly on the third ring of the doorbell, standing in front of everyone.