On a highway that stretched far to the west, the traffic was heavily congested, likely due to an accident further down the road. Vehicles line the tarmac, trapped in a standstill.
"Second uncle? Second uncle, where are you? Quick, stop smoking and get in the car."
"Don't worry mom, we'll arrive at the temporary refuge in another day or two. The journey there is really safe. The Dragon God Hero would fly above us from time to time, so there wouldn't be any problems."
"When will we even reach our destination with this persistent halting?"
The call and chatter between friends came in continuous streams, and the highway was filled with drivers that were anxiously looking around.
A huge migration from the east to the west was happening. Countless vehicles headed straight to the west, with families, bank savings, valuables, and some food in tow. The land that was deemed desolate in the past had now become a paradise.
