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Chapter 238. Wind Chart (1)

Yin Ju looked incredulous after hearing Jiang Jianxin's words:
"No way, Elder Liu looks so aloof, he doesn't seem like the type to do abstract things."

Liu Yiguan is extremely beautiful; she is considered one of the most beautiful women in the entire talent world.

Her movements were graceful and elegant, and her smile was like a gentle breeze. She looked like a fairy born from dew, and abstract art seemed completely out of place for her.

"You underestimate Elder Liu's talent."

Jiang Jianxin said earnestly.

She felt that Yin Ju's impression of Liu Yiguan was too stereotypical; beneath that person's aloof exterior lay an exceptionally interesting soul.

Jiang Jianxin found Liu Yiguan's forum account, opened the latest video, and showed it to Yin Ju:

"Elder Liu's abstract works are quite interesting."

"I didn't follow the Abstract Zone before, but after I started paying attention to Elder Liu, I discovered that the Abstract Zone is indeed full of fun."

Yin Ju took Jiang Jianxin's phone; the video on the screen had already started playing.

Four tree spirits, each as tall as a five-story building, were twisting their rough trunks and moving with exaggeratedly high leg raises.

Their intertwined branches carefully supported a small wheelchair, their movements so comical that it was impossible not to laugh.

In her wheelchair, Liu Yiguan, dressed in a cheongsam and wearing sunglasses, sat there, waving willow branches in her hands, cheering on the tree spirit like a cheerleader.

The humor in the entire video lies in the tree spirit's comical behavior as it runs away, and the caption that Liu Yiguan added to the video:

[After being tricked by capital, I fled overnight with my wheelchair.]

The screen was filled with a dense barrage of comments. The Wood-type War King, who was as gentle as a chrysanthemum but loved to do abstract things, had a unique kind of cuteness that made her very popular. Each of her videos had thousands of comments, and the topics of discussion were all kinds of things.

"No, it's hilarious! These tree spirits under King Senluo's command are so funny!"

"Their movements are really cool, and the background music is perfectly timed."

"It was so exciting! I was on the highway and I almost crashed through the Rose Traffic Gate with one throttle."

"Am I the only one wondering if this is the alliance that led to King Senra's escape? Aren't they afraid of being seen?"

"The person upstairs clearly didn't look carefully. The Thunder God of War was standing right on the city wall, yet he didn't stop Liu Yiguan. To be honest, with weeds and wild trees, vines clinging to rocks and trees carrying sedan chairs, who would dare to go against the King of the Underworld? The weeds on the ground alone could turn him into a sieve."

"Main pack, main pack, the video is hilarious, but are there any strategies that don't rely on skill?"

"Guan Guan is so cute! Waaaaah, Guan Guan hasn't been updating videos much since the release of Strangulation Green Abyss. It's rare to see such an energetic episode."

"King Qiang of Senluo! We wood-type sorcerers should take you as our role model!"

"It's too abstract. Please stop updating. Give me back my aloof and cold King of the Underworld."

"..."

Yin Ju stared at the screen, wearing the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

"So Elder Liu has this kind of personality."

He said.

Yin Ju handed Jiang Jianxin's phone back, then used his own phone to follow Liu Yiguan's account. He watched some of Liu Yiguan's previous videos:

"Is Elder Liu going to kill Lü Yuan again?"

"Probably. She ran away early, right when the alliance started to fall into chaos. They probably couldn't control her there, so they didn't add her to the member list."

Jiang Jianxin said.

Yin Ju opened the thermos lid, took a sip of goji berry tea, and frowned, saying:
"Does the alliance not know what to do or what to do with you? How come they still forcefully promoted you to Chief Elder?"

Jiang Jianxin sneered:

“They know they can’t control me, and I guess they didn’t actually intend to control me anyway. They just put up this chief elder position to annoy me.”

Jiang Jianxin is exceptionally capable. Although the alliance has released its personnel list, whether she wants to go back to work is not something the alliance can control.

If it were just a regular elder position, she could easily quit and switch to another faction.

The key point is that the alliance appointed her as a chief elder, and her large portrait was displayed on the alliance's homepage. This way, even if she doesn't go back to work there, she will be a publicly recognized member of the alliance, eliminating any possibility of her switching sides.

"So... are you going back to the Alliance now?"

Yin Ju asked.

Jiang Jianxin frowned, waved his hand, and said calmly:

"I'm not going back. If you like being a figurehead so much, then keep it. Anyway, I'm not going back to the Alliance."

“That place has long since changed beyond recognition; now it’s become a living hell.”

If the other party's goal was to prevent her from profiting from the situation, then that goal was achieved the moment she was appointed as the chief elder.

Whether she returns to take on the responsibilities of the chief elder or not, the latter probably doesn't care.

Jiang Jianxin said somewhat dazedly:

"Let's stay in Haidu for the next few days."

……

Because of his sudden promotion and raise, Jiang Jianxin was in a bad mood and stayed in his tent for several days in a row.

During this period, the Furong Army continued to advance northward and attack cities, and the forum was filled with waves of discussion about this matter.

The hustle and bustle of the outside world has nothing to do with the tranquil sea.

Jiang Jianxin lay in the tent, remembering that because he couldn't switch jobs, Xie Yan had ended the mission early and gone back to prepare for the Binhai Academy.

Xie Yan felt a little sorry, but seeing that Jiang Jianxin also looked upset, she didn't say anything and even comforted her a few times.

One late night, Jiang Jianxin stared at the top of the tent, feeling a tightness in his chest and an urgent need to vent.

If this were the world of cultivation, she might have already taken up her sword and gone to the demon realm to slaughter them, but this is the Sea Capital.

Jiang Jian thought for a moment and decided to get up and go to the arcade to play some games.

This kind of thing can really get addictive for rich people. Jiang Jianxin is still savoring the exhilarating experience he had last time.

So she got up, straightened her clothes, and headed towards the arcade.

"pat-"

The sound of the roller shutter door being pushed open was particularly crisp in the empty arcade.

Jiang Jianxin bent down and squeezed into the doorway, and was immediately hit by a peculiar smell that was a mixture of electronic components and cold air.

At three in the morning, the arcade was so quiet that you could hear the hum of the computer towers running. Only the innermost row of the three rows of computers was lit up with a faint white light.

Her gaze immediately locked onto the figure—a white trench coat casually draped over the back of a chair, and a pink shirt that shimmered faintly in the cold light.

The man was slumped in his gaming chair, his long, flowing white curly hair cascading down to his waist, rising and falling slightly with his breath.

The cold light from the screen cast a hazy outline on him, like a ghost that might vanish at any moment.

Jiang Jianxin walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said:
"The wind blows gently."

Feng Shiman didn't turn around; his gaze remained fixed on the screen. Jiang Jianxin followed his gaze—it was that familiar sea of ​​dandelions, countless light seeds dancing in the virtual wind, as if lifted by some invisible force, flying towards a free and distant place.

"You've come at the perfect time. Can you do me a favor?"

Feng Shiman's gaze remained unchanged, but he suddenly spoke.

Jiang Jianxin didn't know what help he could offer, so he simply hummed in agreement.

The next second, a neatly folded piece of paper was stuffed into her hand.

She unfolded it and saw that the paper was brand new, with a clear watermark printed on it:
[Global Wind Track Trend Forecast Map for the Next Year]

[Compiled by: TV station/weather forecasting station [meteorologist]]

There will be another update tonight, making it a double update today!