I transmigrated and got a husband and a son!

Meanwhile... "I know this is a weird question to ask, but is it really fine to leave all those guys there?" Moose inquired, seated across from Heaven in a small living area of the two-story rest house he owned on the outskirts of the northern region.

Thanks to Wolf, who sent a chopper to their previous location, Heaven, Moose, and Primo were able to fly across the country. But now that they had arrived at the rest house, Moose couldn’t help but wonder. Reflecting on the disaster that happened in the forest, he knew it would surely draw the media’s attention.

"Wolf will handle the rest," she said, perched on the other end of the long couch with her legs crossed. Her gaze remained fixed on the entrance while she tapped her fingers on the armrest. "Like the old times. It’s easy to manipulate the media, especially now that Dom is on our side. I also have connections, so don’t worry about that. People will believe it if they hear it was a wildfire due to the weather."

"Weather?" Moose snickered. "Hera, it’s fall."

Heaven arched a brow but didn’t look back at him. "They just have to believe it."

"Man..." Moose ruffled his hair in distress. "Fine, whatever. It’s not like this didn’t happen in the past. Even if the government finds out the truth, they’d still cover it up, anyway."

This time, Heaven didn’t engage with him. What he said was nothing but the truth. Even without any connections, the media would cover up the truth because it would only cause alarm if they discovered such a tragedy was caused by two groups.

"Moreover, no civilians got hurt," he added with a deep sigh. "I guess that’s the only consolation there is."