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Chapter 471. There's something wrong with my brain.

"Uh--"

"So that guy got stuck in this contaminated area?"

Jiang Jianxin stood in front of a dusty old building, looking up at the stained glass door.

On the storefront, a huge symbol scribbled in dark red paint almost filled the entire glass surface. The color was so dark it was almost brown, and there were several dried streaks hanging from the edges, like congealed blood.

Her expression was somewhat dazed, and her fingertips rubbed against the cold scabbard.

Let's rewind to a dozen minutes earlier.

She sat expectantly at the dining table, while the sizzling sound of oil popping came from the kitchen, where her brother, Edric, wearing an overly flashy apron, was busy cooking.

In no time, the small dining table was filled to the brim.

The sausages, their skins charred and slightly crackled, sizzling with oil, the stir-fried vegetables glistening with vibrant green, and a large plate of braised pork belly, rich in dark soy sauce, marbled with fat and lean meat, trembling and glistening with oil.

The white rice was steamed just right, each grain distinct, steaming hot and fluffy.

For Jiang Jianxin, whose culinary skills were limited to boiling water and cooking instant noodles, and who relied on dry bread or monotonous, unhealthy meals made with polluted tools, the table in front of him was undoubtedly a feast.

She practically lunged at it.

The girl in white chewed her food with her bulging eyes, and her eyes began to burn uncontrollably.

How long... how long has it been since I've had a meal like this, so natural, full of the warmth and human touch of everyday life?

"elder brother……"

She let out a muffled sob, almost dropping her chopsticks to hug Edric's leg:

"Don't leave...stay and be the cook, I'll take care of you!"

Just as the Sword Master was sniffing the air without any regard for his image, almost indulging in the long-awaited delicious food, the screen of his phone on the corner of the table suddenly lit up.

"Om..."

A buzzing vibration accompanied by the default ringtone.

Jiang Jianxin glanced at it; the caller ID showed "Andorra".

The bell rang briefly, before it was abruptly cut off, not even having a chance to finish its melody.

Did I accidentally touch it?
Without stopping her chopsticks, she picked up a piece of glistening braised pork.

The thought had barely crossed my mind when the answer, the truth, suddenly spoke in my head:
Your friend is asking you for help, are you really not going to help?

【? 】

Jiang Jianxin instantly stood up and asked in his mind:
What's wrong with him?

The truth answered:
[I'm stuck in a polluted area south of Haidu. I know the location.]

Jiang Jianxin quickly drew his sword and said to Edric:
"Brother, I have something to take care of, I have to go now."

Worried that her brother was a glutton and would eat the whole meal, Jiang Jianxin casually protected the food, saying:

"Hey... bro, stop showing off all that. Leave some food for your sister, I'm not full yet."

After saying that, she braced herself against the windowsill with one hand, leaped lightly out, and her figure instantly disappeared into the deep night outside the window.

Jiang Jianxin stepped onto the longsword that was suspended in the air, released a little spiritual energy, and transformed into a streak of light that was not conspicuous but extremely fast, and sped towards the southern part of Haidu.

A cold night wind swept over me, carrying the salty, fishy smell unique to harbor cities.

The city lights beneath my feet, like tiny beans, rush past me at breakneck speed.

The explanation and concise analysis of the answer and truth echoed in Jiang Jianxin's mind, making him understand a great deal.
Andor accidentally wandered into the contaminated area and only had time to make a phone call to one person. Based on his suspicion of the charlatan brothers and his trust in the Sword Master's sister, he chose the latter without hesitation.

Fortunately, I didn't call Edric, because if I had called Edric, he would definitely have had to call the boss if he encountered something super weird.

Jiang Jianxin has not yet officially returned to his position and cannot respond to the call as a god, so he can only provide support manually with his sword.

Going through this complicated process, in the end we still have to shake her over there—

She might as well just fly over and save them now.

Jiang Jianxin sped forward and flew for more than ten minutes before arriving at the location that Answer Truth had marked for her in the southern part of Haidu.

She landed lightly, sheathed her sword, and looked at the scene before her. The Sword Master fell silent. She stared at the red cross on the glass door, completely baffled.

"This seems to be an old, already marked contaminated area, right?"

"Isn't there a red cross on the door saying 'No entry'?"

"Shouldn't most people stop immediately upon seeing this red spray paint?"

Jiang Jianxin stroked his chin and asked in confusion:

How did he get in?

[They went in.]

The answer was truth.

He didn't think much of it; he was hungry and smelled the aroma of food inside, so he went in.

"Ugh……"

Jiang Jianxin covered her face with her hands. She finally understood why Andor and Edric could become such good brothers.

Theoretically speaking, Andorra was also once her good friend.

But Jiang Jianxin is now very glad that he has forgotten everything.

Because she has already made some achievements in the intellectual realm, she doesn't want to admit that such a fool is her friend.

Without saying much, Jiang Jianxin drew his sword with a clear, resonant clang, the bright blade tracing an arc under the dim streetlights before slashing towards the glass door marked with a huge red cross.

"Splash—splash—"

The cracking sound had a dull, sticky quality to it.

The entire glass door shattered with a crash, peeling off and collapsing in large, soft pieces, scattering across the ground.

Behind the door was an impenetrable darkness, like an inky wall.

An indescribable sweet and fishy smell, mixed with the odor of rust and some kind of decay, suddenly gushed out from the cave entrance and hit us in the face.

Jiang Jianxin frowned slightly, his expression grave.

In the dim light from outside, she saw a layer of viscous, dark red liquid accumulated on the floor inside the door, quietly reflecting a dull light.

The liquid was so thick that the original color of the floor was almost invisible, and the edges were even slowly wriggling, trying to overflow the doorway.

Her heart sank.

She knew that the con artist wasn't very good at fighting.

Even a powerful fraudster like Baili Song has to live in a basement for a long time to avoid his enemies, and he carries a bunch of contamination tools on his body.

This sequence can be said to be very skilled in "escape," but if you can't even escape, then death is the only outcome.

She glanced at the blood on the ground, trying to determine whether it was human blood.

However, with the crimson expanse stretching into a river, Jiang Jianxin couldn't tell whether it was a dungeon effect or real blood.

Can't wait.

Jiang Jianxin gripped the sword hilt tightly, his spiritual energy flowing through his body, covering his skin with a very faint layer of protective aura.

She lifted her foot and stepped into the thick pool of blood without hesitation.

The anticipated resistance did not materialize.

On the contrary, the sensation from the soles of my feet was cool and slippery, as if I were stepping on the mucous membrane of some living thing.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible and powerful suction force suddenly came from below.

It was as if the "ground" beneath her feet had instantly transformed into a greedy maw, ready to devour her whole.

Jiang Jianxin didn't even have time to swing his sword before he suddenly lost his balance and began to fall.

My vision was filled with a viscous crimson and an unfathomable darkness.

The sound of the wind in my ears and the distant rumble of the city all vanished without a trace.

(End of this chapter)