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Chapter 299. The Military Coup of Furong (1)

During my months at Rose Transportation, besides these touching things, there were also some beneficial changes—namely, the growth rate of the Death Scythe was constantly increasing.

Through long-term testing, Jiang Jianxin discovered that as long as the pollutants were cleaned with the Death Scythe, its growth rate would increase.

It was originally 1.00, but thanks to Jiang Jianxin's continuous efforts, it has now risen to 1.70. This full 0.7 growth value was earned from the polluted area of ​​Rose Traffic.

Sometimes, Jiang Jianxin would touch the end of the staff and feel sharp iron stumps growing out of the staff.

However, its growth was ultimately a bit slow, and that section of iron stubble was completely covered by golden straw.

She was a little confused as to why, despite her 0.7 growth points, only a small amount of Iron Slag had appeared.

I couldn't help but ask my intuition, and it said it was perfectly normal.

Because the growth rate of the Reaper's Scythe is not uniform, it grows slowly in the early stages, but it will grow rapidly when it reaches 2.0, similar to the scythe reaching puberty.

Jiang Jianxin breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. What she was actually afraid of was that the truth would tell her—

The Grim Reaper's scythe was originally a nail clipper.

Although this kind of thing is outrageous, after countless twists and turns and shocking revelations, she now feels that anything is possible.

Besides the dramatic changes to the Death Scythe, the long-term cleanup of the contaminated area also caused a significant increase in Jiang Jianxin's account balance, enough to quickly recoup the money he had originally intended to use to buy a house and a plane.

This was the least surprising thing for her.

These past few months, she's been shuttling back and forth in the polluted areas of Rose Transportation, and the newly purchased helicopter and Ah Yu have been a great help to her.

Artificial intelligence will enable the aircraft to automatically return to recharge, and it can accurately navigate to even the most remote and polluted areas.

Occasionally, when there are contaminated areas in the same city that are not far away and it is inconvenient to land the plane, she will take the subway.

Although Rose Transportation's subway has long since evolved into a mobile brothel, Jiang Jianxin has ridden it many times, so the embarrassment is much less than when she first entered the subway.

At least now I can sit calmly and chat with a handsome man while holding a stick.

Of all these handsome young men, the one she knew best was the pure, innocent-looking first-love type who was the last one to walk onto the subway when she first boarded.

The reason they became acquainted wasn't because Jiang Jianxin was particularly interested in his face, but because he recognized her as Sword Master the first time she took the subway dressed as the Rainbow Witch.

Jiang Jianxin was greatly shocked at the time, but later learned that his ability was to see other people's wealth potential and current assets.

Aside from Jun Yunqi, who is favored by the God of Wealth, her wealth potential is the highest.

Therefore, even with a different identity and a dazzling display of wealth, Jiang Jianxin's true identity was instantly exposed.

A pure and innocent first love is quite eager for a potential partner with high wealth potential.

During their long conversation, Jiang Jianxin learned a lot of information from his one-sided self-introduction, such as that his name was Qiao Cen and that he was a famous courtesan among male prostitutes on more than a dozen lines within a ten-mile radius.

Qiao Cen introduced herself with great enthusiasm, but Jiang Jianxin only felt a strong sense of the changing times.

After all, the subway used to be a gathering place for cattle and horses, with farming locations allocated according to the lines. Now it has become a place where brothels compete for favor.

Once again, while riding the subway and about to get off at her destination, Qiao Cen suddenly grabbed her and said:
"Sir, have you noticed how quiet the city next door is?"

Jiang Jianxin was busy working in the contaminated area and didn't really notice what Qiao Cen was talking about regarding whether it was quiet or not.

She simply asked:
"What do you want to say?"

Qiao Cen put her hand to her mouth and lowered her voice, saying:

“I recently hooked up with a sugar daddy. He said he’d give me a huge sum of money if I served him on the subway next time we ride together.”

“But he never came back up. I later found out that he died in the next city. His organs had already been transported to Haidu via cold chain.”

"It is said that a massacre is taking place over next door."

Jiang Jianxin was startled.

She is currently in Qiubai City, located south of the strangling Green Abyss, where the vines of the Green Abyss can occasionally be seen dancing wildly at night.

The strangulation zone of the Green Abyss is long and narrow, and the neighboring city is also located south of the Green Abyss.

She'd heard that it had been liberated by the northward-bound Furong Army just two weeks prior, and people from other cities on the forum had envied it for a long time. The Furong Army had been relatively quiet for the past two weeks, leading Jiang Jianxin to assume they were resting and recuperating. However, Qiao Cen told her something shocking.

She whispered:
Are you sure? Do you know who killed him?

Qiao Cen looked serious:

"It's true. You can also verify this with Rose Transportation. The traffic there should still be normal because no one dares to mess with the Rose Group."

"As for who killed him, it should be either the Furong Army or Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals behind it."

Jiang Jianxin did not speak again.

The subway station's arrival bell rang crisply, and the doors slid open.

"Da da……"

The sound of footsteps was particularly clear in the empty platform.

It was late at night, and the station was deserted except for a few employees wearing rose-patterned transportation uniforms, who were listlessly leaning against their duty chairs and dozing off.

The bright lights illuminated the entire space. Jiang Jianxin picked up the black broom, silently walked past the homeless people lying haphazardly at the subway entrance, and pushed open the station door.

A cool night breeze brushed against her face, ruffling her disheveled hair.

She recalled what Qiao Cen had just said to her, and unconsciously looked towards the direction of the neighboring city—

There were no lights, no outlines, only a pure, all-consuming darkness.

……

Meanwhile, the military base in the neighboring city was restored.

Yuan Ziqi stood on the top floor of the building, with Chen Xinran standing a step ahead of him.

Beneath their feet, the city's massive wounds were silently festering.

The shadowy puppets, like marionettes, moved mechanically in the deathly silence, dragging heavy, limp sacks onto the truck.

Occasionally, a dark, viscous liquid, no longer fresh, seeped from the gaps in the burlap sack, leaving long stains on the ground.

The city is dead.

It didn't collapse suddenly, but was completely hollowed out in silence.

Yuan Ziqi saw a puppet in the distance raise its hand without warning, and the blade silently severed the fragile neck of a young child.

Its small body, like a broken doll, was carelessly stuffed into a sack, without even uttering a proper cry of distress.

As far as the eye could see, there were dried, blackened scabs and traces of desperate scratching.

This is not a battle, not even a massacre.

This is a... harvest.

Everything took place under a thick, dark veil, silently, and no one knew how it was dying.

Yuan Ziqi began to tremble, a chilling feeling emanating from the depths of his soul.

His teeth chattered uncontrollably, making a soft "clucking" sound, and his fingers trembled spasmodically.

This wasn't fear, but rather a burning, almost tearing anger searching for an outlet.

He recalled the last words of his teacher, the Parallel Scholar known for his prudence and discernment.

The schemers at Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals have used the entire Revived Army as a pawn in their game.

With your abilities, you are no match for him.

He hadn't understood it then, but now that everything was laid bare before him in a bloody mess, he suddenly realized—

The teacher... had actually seen through the whole situation long ago.