Please don't question multi-week players

Chapter 312. Turning Point
[If it's a scheduled message you set up yourself before, you won't see it on the associated client.]

Intuition said slowly.

Look closely at the time, and think about it carefully.

Jiang Jianxin glanced at the time, following his intuition.

Zuo Siquan's reply was from several weeks ago, while Shen Ye's reply was even earlier, more than half a year ago.

Jiang Jianxin stared at Shen Ye's reply time and keenly sensed that something was wrong:

"Wait, this time... how come it's so close to the time when Rose Road was bombed?"

Although the schemer was a conspirator, a fact already known on the forum, Jiang Jianxin still joked:
"Could this be related to the precognitive family?"

You're right, it really does have something to do with precognition.

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Jiang Jianxin could no longer laugh.

"Wasn't it the conspirators who bombed the road? What does it have to do with the precognitive?"

The truth needs evidence to prove it. There are many ignorant people on the forum. You can't believe what they say just because many people say it.

Jiang Jianxin calmed down, thought for a moment, and asked:
"So, the road was actually blown up by the premonition family?"

【Yes. 】

"I answered intuitively."

[It was she who sent Shen Ye to plant bombs in the darkness, blowing up the road from the inside.]

Jiang Jianxin opened his eyes wide, remembering that the Xiayang City incident did indeed occur at night.

If a human bomb were to simultaneously blow up all the city's power lines, the timing alone would be extremely difficult.

But if the bomb is planted in advance during the night, then it's easy.

"The Predictors blew up the road through Shen Ye and even imitated the schemers' methods to frame Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals?"

Jiang Jianxin asked.

Intuition gave an affirmative answer.

She continued to ask:
"But...why would she do that?"

That was a transportation route covering the entire city, a route that Rose Transportation had painstakingly developed bit by bit. This move was truly ruthless.

[Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals is advancing northward. Only when they reach Xiayang City, where they are adjacent to the Rose Group, which has armed forces in the neighboring city that can be quickly redeployed, can they launch a war immediately without being at a disadvantage.]

The only way to stop Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals from expanding northward is through the Rose Group.

Intuition slowly explained.

[Weighing the two evils, destroying the route to Xiayang City and triggering a war is far better than Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals summoning the "Mechanic."]

You need to understand that not every future has a perfect solution; more often, it's about choosing the best option from a bunch of bad futures so that you can have better choices at the next fork in the road.

Jiang Jianxin began to understand why the Predictors were doing this.

She had always thought the latter was still making plans and hadn't made a move yet, but she never expected that they had already started operating more than half a year ago.

"Did she contact Zuo Siquan a few weeks ago because she has a new plan?"

Jiang Jianxin asked.

Of course, you'll know the new moves after the New Year.

[As for this linked account, you should now know why she linked it to you, right?]

Jiang Jianxin felt that her intuitive thinking was still too unpredictable, and she couldn't keep up with it, so she could only honestly say:

"……do not know."

【…】

Intuition patiently explains:

[This is a notebook to remind you—she's made her move.]

Jiang Jianxin was somewhat surprised, yet also felt a strange sense of honor. She pressed her hand to her chest and said:
"Is this something I can know?"

She had always thought that she couldn't get involved in such high-level strategic games and could only sit on the sidelines and watch the strategist play his cards. But now she was suddenly pulled onto the table, with the strategist sitting right next to her, even informing her before playing a card—a treatment she had never received before.

Why can't you know?

Intuition countered with a question.

You are her grown-up self, only you've forgotten everything. She's pulling you back to the poker table, teaching you the same playing style as before. One day, the cards will be in your hands again, and you'll play with the same composure as before.

"Eh?"

Jiang Jianxin stammered:

"Is she... teaching me how to strategize now?"

Yes, you need to analyze the timeline to understand her rhythm, her techniques, and her thought process.

[Opening that blue diary will grant you precognitive abilities and access to past memories. The sheer volume of information and wisdom contained within these profound recollections cannot be absorbed instantly; you need a certain foundation.]

Intuition paused for a moment, then added:
So she's demonstrating to you time and time again that you need to regain your fundamental trading skills, just like learning to apply what you've learned to other situations.

"You... know her that well?"

Jiang Jianxin was surprised that the premonition had such a profound meaning, and was also astonished by the almost accurate interpretation of his intuition.

Is this normal?

"Intuition tells me."

I live in a future I can foresee and control, while she lives in a past shrouded in omniscience. When their timelines overlap, resonance begins.

Jiang Jianxin didn't say anything else, but solemnly stated:
"I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely study hard."

After this brief interlude, Jiang Jianxin scrolled through his phone for a while before leaping down to have breakfast.

Around nine o'clock in the morning, the battle reignited. Black Eye Pharmaceuticals ultimately did not cease hostilities.

Bombers and fighters roared in the sky, and artillery fire tore apart this land that was already riddled with holes time and time again.

Jiang Jianxin swung his broom, creating golden ripples that neutralized the barrage of anti-aircraft shells from Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals, and shattered the colorful bubble mortar shells flying everywhere.

In addition, she also had to deal with Chi Piao's omnipresent gravity suppression and the laser railgun that was constantly locking onto her from the far end of the battlefield.

The smoke of gunpowder lingered on the battlefield until the sun began to set, at which point the sounds of artillery fire gradually subsided.

On New Year's Day, Black Eye Pharmaceuticals once again deployed the new "Dream Core" series of lethal weapons.

On the battlefield, corpses lay strewn everywhere, a bloody mess of mangled bodies.

As Jiang Jianxin stepped back from the front lines, he twisted the hem of his blood-soaked clothes.

It contains the blood of enemies, and the blood of comrades.

Suppressed sobs could be faintly heard from the Rose Group's camp.

Night is quietly falling, drawing a dark curtain for the new year.

As Jiang Jianxin passed by the soldiers' camp where they ate, his gaze swept quickly across the crowd, but he didn't see the short-haired girl he had met that morning.

Perhaps she has already died on the battlefield, turned into a pile of rotten flesh, or perhaps she will emerge from the cooking tent in the next second, simply because she forgot to take her chopsticks.

Jiang Jianxin didn't know, and had no way of knowing. She simply turned around wearily and silently walked back to her tent.

The New Year's Eve was unusually quiet. Looking south, the city, ravaged by the massacre at Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals, lay desolate and like a graveyard; looking north, the faint cries of starving people could be heard, tearing through the cold night.

Dinner was dumplings again, but Jiang Jianxin had no appetite, so he lay down on the bed and chatted idly with his intuition.

When exactly will the post-savior be born?

Who knows? I can't see the future.

Intuition speaks frankly.

We can't even be sure if there's a savior yet; perhaps this era will continue in darkness.

Until the world completely collapses.

Jiang Jianxin didn't respond. She reached out and turned off the light, immersing herself in complete darkness, feeling the heavy, dull breath of this dark era, waiting for the new year to arrive in silence.

Suddenly, the phone screen lit up silently, and a new message appeared in the halo.

[Chen Xinran]: Hello, is Sword Master there?