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Chapter 223. Everything was just right.

"you……"

Rui Changming gasped, his pupils suddenly shrinking to pinpoints.

"A clone personality... Could you be Xia Qi... um—"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Yan's leather boots had already kicked him hard in the stomach. Rui Changming groaned, and before he could react, a cold hand gripped his throat like an iron clamp.

"People who are going to die don't need to know so much."

Zhu Yan looked down at him and said indifferently.

Her military boots slammed into his wrist, the bones cracking painfully. The dagger fell to the ground, but she caught it mid-air.

A cold light flashed.

The moment the blade precisely pierced his heart, Zhu Yan twisted his wrist, causing the blade to churn twice within the flesh, and blood gushed out from the scabbard.

Rui Changming, lying on the ground, was barely breathing, but Zhu Yan didn't rush to leave.

There are too many ways to fake death and escape in the realm of talent. She is always cautious and will not leave until she sees the person completely dead.

Zhu Yan crushed his hand bones with his boots, narrowed his eyes slightly, and examined the dying prey on the ground. Suddenly, he bent down and reached into the blood-stained pocket of his coat.

"pat..."

My fingertips touched a hardcover book. The heart pattern embroidered in red thread on the cover gleamed in the sunlight, and the pages rippled slightly as if they were alive.

Zhu Yan picked up the book, flipped through it several times, and as if he had seen something very funny, the corners of his lips curled up:

"There are actually war-stricken fools who would buy the shoddy stuff produced by Dream Pavilion."

"No wonder that person said he made tens of thousands in profit and received rave reviews."

She pried open the tightly stitched spine of the book with both hands, and thick blood spurted out. A torn heart lay bloodied in the middle of the book, and Rui Changming on the ground was completely lifeless.

"Snapped--"

Zhu Yan casually tossed the blood-stained tattered book into the pool of blood, and chuckled softly to someone unseen:
"Be grateful to me..."

"I've added a positive review for you."

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The Cangjiang River is located one kilometer behind the Dawn Base.

“Swoosh——”

Jiang Jianxin flew over the clouds above the water, and before landing, he saw a burst of brilliant purple light in front of him.

The entire river surface was reflected in a purplish-red hue, and the surging sea of ​​clouds transformed into a translucent, glassy color under the intense light.

The shockwave swept past, momentarily freezing her suspended body.

Jiang Jianxin raised his hand to shield his eyes, but the light still seeped through his fingers.

My intuition gave me a hint:
Someone has initiated a "blood sacrifice" ritual.

Jiang Jianxin frowned and said solemnly:

"No wonder..."

She had never witnessed the activation of the Blood Sacrifice firsthand, but today, seeing the magnificent clouds and towering clouds, even Jiang Jianxin, who was used to grand scenes, felt a sense of awe.

Don't just stand there, take advantage of the bright light and hurry into the base.

My intuition told me so.

Jiang Jianxin nodded slightly, and the flying sword beneath his feet suddenly accelerated, transforming into a streak of light as it rushed straight towards the Dawn Base.

"Whoosh—"

On his first visit to the Dawn Base, Jiang Jianxin had some trouble finding the location of the headquarters, but fortunately, his intuition was always on point, constantly providing directions in his mind, like a personal GPS.

"Buzz..."

Jiang Jianxin pressed his sword down and quickly landed on the rooftop of the headquarters building.

Looking out from here at Dawn Base, a purple protective shield can be clearly seen lying there, and outside the shield, a figure wearing a fisherman's hat floats silently in mid-air, the white mask gleaming coldly in the sky.

The swirling winds around it whipped up sand and dust, forming a twisted, transparent vortex that even subtly refracted light. [What's going on? Has Dawn Base not activated its defense systems?]

Jiang Jianxin asked in his mind.

The Dawn Base's defense system had left a deep impression on her during the zombie horde, so she was surprised to see the Dawn Base completely exposed without any defense system.

[Just as you were en route, the situation at Dawn Base drastically changed. A super artificial intelligence seized full control of the central control system—the Dream Pavilion intends to devour the War Alliance.]

Intuition gave her a simple summary of the situation.

The entire Dawn Base is now under the control of the super artificial intelligence "Ayu".

Jiang Jianxin was slightly taken aback.

[Is everything under A-Yu's control?]

She remembered something and said:

[Wait, does that mean I already had advanced access to it before...]

Intuition calmly replied:
Yes, you can just walk in; all the doors will be open for you.

Jiang Jian covered her mouth in shock. She had prepared for a great battle, but when she arrived at the location, before she could even draw her sword, she was told that the door was wide open.

Ah—is this…right?

Intuition simply replied:

[You planned this well, obtaining the most crucial element ahead of time.]

Because wisdom is intangible, Jiang Jianxin could not see the concrete results before, nor did he understand how powerful the prophets really were.

until now.

She sheathed her sword and walked toward the heavy electronic door on the rooftop.

"Good morning, Jiang Jianxin. This is the super AI Ayu at your service!"

A gentle yet precise electronic voice sounded, and almost the instant she approached, the door lock made a crisp "click," and the metal door slid open silently, as if it had been waiting for a long time.

Jiang Jianxin raised an eyebrow slightly and stepped inside.

The corridor was deep and quiet, but her footsteps seemed to trigger a chain reaction—door after door opened automatically in front of her, the indicator lights on the combination locks turned from red to green, the security gates rose silently, and even the restricted passages that required iris recognition passed through her without hindrance.

This feels... almost like the entire base is actively welcoming her arrival.

She gripped the sword hilt tightly, but felt a great sense of relief.

—This is a heavily occupied base. In theory, every door should be closed and every checkpoint should be heavily guarded.

But at this moment, no obstacle can stop her.

Jiang Jianxin realized for the first time... how could life be the same no matter who you live with?
—It's so different to be around top-tier sages!

As Jiang Jianxin arrived unimpeded at the door of the central control room, he looked up into the room, and his intuition immediately alerted him:
Don't go in yet, there are cameras monitoring you in real time.

Jiang Jianxin glanced at the electronic display screen next to the door and coldly ordered:

"Ayu, turn off the monitoring."

"Comparing permissions, comparison successful, command executed for you."

The red indicator light on the surveillance camera flashed twice and then went out completely.

Jiang Jianxin stepped into the central control room, his footsteps making a crisp sound on the metal floor.

The sword master, dressed in pristine white, stood before the control panel, his figure striking under the cool-toned mechanical lights.

She was like a drawn sword, its sharpness concealed yet not to be underestimated, the long sword hanging quietly at her waist.

The alarm system in the control room is silent, and all electronic devices remain compliant.

Despite being trapped deep in enemy territory, she remained calm and composed, as if strolling in her own backyard.

When her gaze fell on the surprised face of the woman in military uniform in front of the control panel, a barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips.

"I'm sorry, Chief."

She spoke softly, her voice as clear and melodious as the sword drawn from its sheath:
"I'm late."