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Chapter 180. Successfully Landing
"Wow..."

The Cangjiang River below the water wall was still boiling, with countless silver fish surging in the waves. Their scales reflected a dazzling cold light, making Yin Ju's neck go numb.

—Did we stir up a hornet's nest?
Just as he frowned in thought, a familiar figure suddenly appeared on the waves. The man was holding a slender black stick, his body supported by a faint golden light, but he had completely lost consciousness, rising and falling with the surging river.

"Jiang Jianxin?"

Yin Ju asked in surprise.

He recognized the figure of the White-Clad Sword Master at a glance, but he had never seen her in such a disheveled state.

Not knowing if the Sword Master could swim, and worried that she might lose consciousness and get into trouble while soaking in the water, Yin Ju flicked his finger, and a wave surged from the surface of the water, gently lifting her up and bringing her to his side.

Yin Ju looked around, trying to find a place to temporarily place his unconscious colleague.

But as he stood atop the waves, surrounded by surging walls of water, he could find no place to rest.

Yin Ju looked towards the shore and saw his subordinates rushing over from afar. They must have completed their mission and were waiting for his next orders.

His subordinate, Xiao Zhang, was a capable young woman, and Jiang Jianxin happened to be a girl as well—Yin Ju thought this was a good idea, so he raised his hand, and the waves carried Jiang Jianxin toward the shore.

With a messy haircut and covered in mud, Xiao Zhang, the subordinate, stared blankly as a long, transparent wave "splashed" a comatose girl in white into his arms.

"Sir, who is this...?"

Yin Ju opened the thermos and calmly took a sip of tea to replenish his energy.

He closed the lid, waved without turning his head, and his voice, though mixed with the sound of the waves, was exceptionally clear:

"This is Elder Jiang of the War Alliance, the number one figure in the War Faction. She was slightly injured and fell into the water. Let's find a nice private tent for her to settle in."

"You don't need to worry about this. Just take good care of Elder Jiang first."

Upon learning the identity of the girl in his arms, Xiao Zhang, with the typical anxiety of a working-class person, nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, saying:
"Yes, sir, I promise to take good care of Elder Jiang."

After saying that, the girl with the messy hair picked up the girl in white and ran away.

……

"Hu-hu-"

The damp river wind rustled the canvas of the tent.

Jiang Jianxin slowly opened her eyes as spiritual energy circulated within her. The warmth coursing through her meridians gradually dispelled the chill that had seeped into her bones. She propped herself up, and what came into view was a spacious tent, and—

A face so close to mine.

A young woman in a gray executive jacket was looking down at her. Her messy short hair looked like straw ravaged by a typhoon, with a few tufts sticking up on the left and tangled up on the right.

The trouser legs, covered in mud, were still dripping water, leaving dark stains on the canvas floor.

"You are awake."

Her hoarse voice carried obvious signs of exhaustion.

Jiang Jianxin narrowed his eyes, his gaze shifting between the disastrous hairstyle and the muddy trouser legs:
"Who are you...where am I?"

"Greetings, Elder Jiang of the War Alliance!"

The other person suddenly straightened their back, looking like a quail struck by lightning.

"My subordinate is Zhang Qiuyue, a staff member of the Haidu Flood Control Office."

"that……"

Her voice suddenly lowered.

"This is Haidu. Lord Yin pulled you out of the river and instructed his men to take care of you."

"Ah... Haidu?"

Jiang Jianxin asked in surprise.

She tried to sit up straight, but suddenly realized that she was holding something in her hand.

It was a black stick, about a meter long, with a dark, gleaming sheen. It was neither metal nor wood or stone, yet its touch was surprisingly warm and smooth, as if connected to the veins of her palm. When her gaze fell upon it, a piece of information flashed into her mind like a brand:

【Death Scythe (1/3)】

In an instant, the sound of the river outside the tent seemed to fade into the distance.

She stared at the faint dark patterns on the black stick, the patterns rising and falling slightly like breathing, as if some kind of power was sleeping.

—This is… a relic from the fourth playthrough?

She had considered many possibilities for the relics, but she never imagined that one of them would be a weapon.

Judging from the information provided, it seems she only obtained a part of the weapon, hence her current appearance as a black stick.

Jiang Jianxin stared at the black stick for a few seconds, then put it aside and looked at Zhang Qiuyue to confirm:

"The Lord Yin you mentioned, is he Yin Ju of the War Alliance?"

"Yes."

Zhang Qiuyue replied quickly.

Jiang Jianxin nodded. Although she was surprised to find herself in Haidu after coming out of the underwater polluted area, she was glad to run into an acquaintance.

She continued to ask:
"How many days have I been in a coma?"

“You were unconscious for three days. During that time, Lord Yin would come down from the dam to check on you.”

Zhang Qiuyue told the truth.

"The master also said that when you wake up, I should tell him and he will come over immediately."

Jiang Jianxin waved his hand and said:
"I'm not injured, I'm in good condition. Isn't he on flood control and water management, or is he on official business...?"

Zhang Qiuyue looked at her and added:
"...I rushed over to buy you a phone. Your phone was flooded and is unusable. Now you have no means of communication, can't go online, and can't even browse the news. You can only lie here helplessly."

Jiang Jianxin immediately extended a finger to turn the tide, saying:

"...Well, on the other hand—I actually think it's really necessary for my colleague Su Xing to come back and visit him."

Zhang Qiuyue understood what she meant, nodded, and sent a message to Yin Ju.

About ten minutes later, Yin Ju appeared outside the tent. He stood by the door without rushing to lift the curtain and come in, but first politely asked:
"Is it convenient for me to come in now?"

"Elder Yin, please come in."

Jiang Jianxin shouted.

A hand with distinct knuckles lifted the canvas curtain of the tent, and sunlight instantly poured in like scattered gold.

The damp river breeze from outside swept in, carrying with it the metallic smell of rust, the earthy stench of silt, and the bitter fragrance of grass from the distant reeds, so strong that one could almost taste the astringency of the river water on their tongue.

After a long time, Yin Ju was still dressed the same as before—a crisp black executive jacket that accentuated his straight shoulders, and matching trousers that draped over his shoes.

Unlike his subordinates who were covered in mud and water, he only had a few light-colored water stains on the cuffs of his trousers.

At this moment, Yin Ju was holding a thermos in his left hand and picked up a wooden stool from the table with his right hand, then sat down on the edge of the bed.

Jiang Jianxin could smell the faint dampness emanating from him, mixed with the sweet aroma of goji berry tea from the thermos.

Yin Ju sat down, took a sip of tea, and then looked at Jiang Jianxin and said:
"After being in a coma for so many days, you've finally woken up."

Jiang Jianxin looked at his old colleague and felt that he had aged considerably in the few days since he last saw him:

"I'm awake. Thank you for pulling me out of the river."

Yin Ju waved his hand and said:

"It was nothing, but how did you end up in the river and drift all the way to Haidu?"

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