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Chapter 344. The Fools' Meeting (1)

The matter was handled very smoothly. Song Zizhi, on behalf of the Rose Group, bid her a solemn farewell and, as promised, granted her VIP privileges at all the subsidiaries of the Rose Group.

The Rose Group's VIP privileges took effect faster than expected.

Just a few hours after Representative Song Zizhi left, Jiang Jianxin's phone rang with a notification.

The caller ID showed "Rose Property".

"Hello, Ms. Jiang!"

The voice on the other end of the call was gentle and professional, with just the right amount of respect:
"The system has indicated that your seaside villa has not had any occupancy information recorded for an extended period. Considering the recent strong winds, which may have resulted in significant dust accumulation, Rose Property Management would like to know if you would like us to arrange for a professional cleaning team to conduct a thorough cleaning and maintenance?"

We can provide a full range of services including indoor dust removal, air purification, basic yard maintenance, and safety inspections.

Jiang Jianxin pondered for a moment, and the exquisite yet empty mansion flashed through her mind.

She has indeed been away for a long time, so it would be good to let professionals take care of things.

So she readily agreed, and at the same time instructed Ayu to stand aside and keep an eye on them while they worked through the camera.

After ending the communication, Jiang Jianxin set off back to his base and bid farewell to Cecily and the others.

As dusk settled, she finally mounted the broom.

"Om..."

The broom rose silently, carrying her through the clouds, straight towards the ten thousand meters high that is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

The ground beneath my feet gradually blurred into a dazzling sea of ​​lights, eventually being completely covered by a thick blanket of clouds.

Here, only the biting wind and the boundless starry sky keep you company.

"call--"

Jiang Jianxin hovered in the air, took a deep breath, and reached out to neatly remove the large black cloak that symbolized her identity as the "Rainbow Witch" and stuff it into her storage watch.

Immediately afterwards, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a long sword.

Jiang Jianxin lightly touched the ground with his toes and gracefully landed on the broad spine of the Tangguang Sword.

The broom, originally intended for flight, vanished in a glimmer of light.

The moment her feet touched the sword, her entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.

The mystery, eeriness, and slight gloom that belonged to the witch vanished in an instant, replaced by a soaring, awe-inspiring sword intent, the spirited sword master.

“Ayu”.

She gave instructions to the AI ​​via Bluetooth, her voice clear and calm.

"Notify Baili Song that the message can be released now—'Rainbow Witch' has bid farewell to Rose Traffic in a friendly manner."

She knew that news of her change in status would soon become the focus of attention. Rather than letting others speculate and report, she decided to do this favor for the journalist she had always worked well with.

Ever since Baili Song started following this hot topic, the news about her alone has generated one sensational story after another.

That person almost became Jiang Jianxin's personal media agent, with the latter responsible for venturing out into the world and stirring up trouble, and the former responsible for tracking reports and controlling public opinion.

Two powerful figures from different fields have seemingly formed a monopolistic alliance to dominate trending topics.

"clear."

A Yu's response was concise and to the point, and she immediately began editing the message Jiang Jianxin had given her via WeChat.

The Sword Master stood on a long sword, suspended ten thousand meters in the air.

The air whistled past my ears, and beneath my feet stretched an endless sea of ​​clouds, with glimpses of the world's stars occasionally peeking through the gaps.

Gazing at this vast expanse of heaven and earth, she couldn't help but sigh softly at the intuition deep within her consciousness:

In just a few days, Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals has collapsed, the Canglan Republic has been established, Rose Transportation has been abandoned, and the Fool's Society is suddenly holding a meeting... Everything has changed dramatically. What kind of power dynamics do you think will emerge when this chaotic era finally comes to an end?

"How would I know?" The instinctive response carried a hint of languor.

Keep going, and you'll find out.

Jiang Jianxin said no more. With a thought, his long sword shot out like a streak of light, breaking through layers of clouds and mist, and sped towards the city where the Fools' Society had agreed to meet.

Following the route map sent by Xie Yan, she swooped down from the clouds, passed over several towns, and finally arrived at the destination marked on the map in the pitch-black midnight.

“Isn’t this… wrong?”

Jiang Jianxin frowned slightly, looking at the building that didn't look like it was used for "meetings" and asked a question.

Before me stands a building that looks like an overturned palette of colors. Its exterior walls are painted in bright and vibrant dopamine colors, with lemon yellow, sky blue, and coral pink boldly colliding together, like a candy castle from a fairy tale.

The stained glass doors were wide open, covered with cartoon stickers of stars, clouds, and small animals, which refracted into a rainbow-like halo when the sunlight shone on them.

The sign above the door reads "Little Sun Kindergarten" in chubby cartoon font, surrounded by smiling sunflowers and animals holding hands.

But as you look past this fairytale door, the scene suddenly changes.

The dimly lit hall resembled a gaping black maw, with fine dust particles floating in the air.

In the unlit space, the only light source was the moonlight shining obliquely in from outside the door, drawing a glaring dividing line on the charred floor.

A faint smell of burnt food mixed with damp, musty wafted through the air, and the ground was covered with burnt debris that made a rustling sound when stepped on.

On both sides of the wall, the marks left by the flames resembled ferocious claw marks, and the once snow-white walls were now covered with scorch marks of varying depths.

A half-burnt cartoon poster hangs askew on the wall, the little rabbit in the picture now just a blurry outline.

Carbonized building blocks were scattered in the corner, and the toy shelf was twisted into a strange shape, like a black skeleton.

Most bizarrely, on the burned-out reception desk, there was a colorful plastic vase with a bunch of plastic sunflowers inside, miraculously intact, radiating an incongruous vibrancy in the dim light.

Jiang Jian stared at the strange scene before him with suspicion and uncertainty. Just as he was about to swing his longsword to test the waters, the plastic sunflower on the table suddenly spoke:
"Elder Jiang, President Xie Yan wants you to come in quickly; the History Department is just waiting for you."

Jiang Jianxin blushed, hurriedly sheathed his sword, and went inside.

"Ta...tat..."

After passing through that eerie hall, there is a long corridor.

The walls of the corridor are covered with whimsical murals, still colorful cartoon graffiti. But the further you go in, the lighter the scorch marks left by the fire on the walls become, as if you are gradually moving away from that burned ruin.

As Jiang Jianxin walked down the corridor, he suddenly felt a strange itch in his head.

The feeling wasn't uncomfortable at all; rather, it was like being gently enveloped by a lukewarm stream of water, exuding a drowsy comfort.

What's going on? Is the answer the truth?

She silently consulted her intuition.

Intuitively sensing her doubts, I responded calmly:
Just go straight. It's a bit odd for a fool to hold a meeting, but it'll be fine.

Jiang Jianxin felt a little relieved and suppressed the urge to scratch his head. He continued forward and could vaguely hear the faint sounds of conversation coming from the end.

"pat-"

The wooden door of the toy room, decorated with colorful stickers, was pushed open from the outside by a tin soldier with slightly stiff movements, revealing the scene inside.

Inside the room, toys of all sizes, some sitting and some standing, filled the floor and shelves, and all sorts of glass or button eyes seemed to be glancing towards the door.

A Barbie doll dressed in an exquisite gown walked gracefully forward, and Xie Yan's voice rang out:

"Elder Jiang has finally arrived. I was worried you wouldn't be able to find a place. There are still empty seats on the shelf next to Christine. Please go and sit with her."

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