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Chapter 396. The Commoners' District

Upon hearing this, all the strange and unusual things that had happened since the attending physician transformed into a noble young master after get off work became explained.

Jiang Jianxin recalled the small city he lived in before the apocalypse, where there were few young masters and ladies on the road, and you would never see convertible sports cars when you went out.

But here, her attending physician casually wears haute couture gowns and diamond cufflinks after get off work, the hospital is right next to a commercial street with wide, straight roads, and she can even witness the young lady speeding away.

Even the black employees in the cannibalistic restaurant wore red robes with gold embroidery, making them far from ordinary.

Jiang Jianxin recalled the red spire of the church that he could see directly from the street, enveloped in the pale clouds in the sky, looking like a luxurious dream.

It turns out that churches are not visible in the commoner areas, nor are young masters and ladies like Summers and Sylvia.

Jun Yunqi was a top figure in high society, and he directly sent her to the core of the aristocratic class, which is why she came into contact with this neat and orderly society.

The doctors and nurses here have excellent manners and a strong sense of responsibility. Underneath their pink coats and nurses' uniforms are either haute couture or luxury brands.

Jiang Jianxin only realized now that perhaps during her long stay in the other world, she had only ever seen the faces of the aristocratic class.

The plight and chaos revealed in that fleeting glimpse of the park truly reflected the living conditions of the vast majority of ordinary people.

"Dean, an ambulance has just brought in a patient; it's an emergency and we need your assistance!"

A nurse rushed over from the end of the corridor and said hurriedly.

Summers immediately became serious and apologized to Jiang Jianxin:

"I'm going to take care of my work now."

"As you please."

Jiang Jianxin responded politely.

She watched Summers stride quickly toward the changing room, and from the other end of the corridor came a series of hurried sounds as several nurses worked together to push a stretcher, rushing the patient to the operating room.

Jiang Jianxin glanced at the person on the bed and saw that the other person was wearing a long dress similar to Summers's that day, and the jade ring on his finger was huge and conspicuous.

Without needing to think too much, this is undoubtedly another nobleman.

"drop--"

Summers changed into his surgical gown and walked into the operating room, where two automatic doors closed silently behind him.

Above the door, a red light, symbolizing that surgery was in progress, lit up, casting a striking halo in the quiet corridor.

Jiang Jianxin carried his long sword and walked slowly towards his ward, asking his intuition in his mind as he did so:

"Tell me... what kind of lives do ordinary people in this world actually lead?"

Are you curious?

Intuition countered with a question.

[If you're curious, go check it out. Having immense power allows you to see a wider world without too many worries.]

"You're very capable, Jiang Jianxin."

The answer, Truth, stated earnestly.

So you can go anywhere, do anything—whenever you want.

In the past, Jiang Jianxin might have felt guilty and hesitated upon hearing these words, but now she felt that her intuition made sense.

Jiang Jianxin gently raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a genuine smile. She raised her longsword and readily replied:
“Alright, let’s go to the communal area and see what this society, which is shrouded in faith, is really like.”

The voice of intuition rang out at just the right moment:

Don't forget to bring your medicine.

Because her illness wasn't fully cured and she still experienced occasional spasms, Summers prepared a few of the previous tranquilizer pills for her to take with her when she went for walks, ensuring she could return safely if a relapse occurred. Jiang Jianxin had only taken half a pill so far, remaining silent for an entire afternoon, and hadn't taken any more.

She carefully put away the pills and then turned and went up to the hospital rooftop.

The wind howled on the rooftop, whipping up the hem of her clothes and the ends of her hair.

"Om..."

The gentle light of the tangguang sword hangs before my eyes.

Jiang Jianxin stepped onto the horizontal longsword. Her feet sank slightly, and the longsword suddenly lifted her up, breaking through the air currents on the rooftop and rushing towards the clouds.

"Woo——"

The wind suddenly became fierce, filling my ears.

She lowered her body slightly, her hair flying in the air, beneath her the ever-shrinking hospital, streets, and city. The whole world unfolded beneath her feet like a mottled map.

"call……"

The weather wasn't great today; the air currents above the clouds were very strong, and the wind was whipping her face so hard it was almost freezing.

Jiang Jianxin was initially worried that she wouldn't be able to distinguish between the noble district and the commoner district, but after flying into the sky on her longsword, she realized that she had been worrying for nothing.

A wide-angle view from high above is like a mirror, revealing the differences in living environments at a glance.

Beneath the clouds, the aristocratic district is lush and verdant, like a meticulously manicured green carpet. Deep courtyards, straight streets, and dignified buildings stand with outlines as clear as if drawn with a ruler and compass. Rows of trees stand tall, and fountains shimmer in the distance.

The place was clean and spacious, filled with a sense of orderly tranquility.

But just a few wide avenues away, the scene abruptly breaks apart.

The working-class area resembled a stained, gray-black rag that had been carelessly discarded.

The crowded, low-rise houses were piled up haphazardly, and the alleyways were intricate and twisted. Large swaths of garbage were piled up in open spaces and corners, even spilling onto the already narrow roads. Small, grayish figures ran and tumbled among them.

Those were children, barely clothed, playing their only game among hills made of waste.

Black, gray, and dirty brown became the dominant colors in this area.

Jiang Jianxin's gaze shifted to the depths of the area.

Several extremely thick chimneys pierced the sky abruptly.

Thick, black, greasy plumes of smoke billowed from the top, torn into tattered banners by the high-altitude winds, before pressing down heavily, shrouding the vast rooftops and streets below in a perpetual gray curtain.

With a slight thought, she turned her longsword and moved it closer to the chimney.

Even at high altitudes, a mixture of sulfur, burnt smells, and a strange, pungent odor still stubbornly penetrates the nasal cavity, bringing a slight burning sensation.

What is that?

She asked herself.

Thermal power plant.

The answer, truth, was calm and unmoved:
[After all, this is the Vulcan Domain. Here, combustion is the most common and important method of energy production.]

Its voice paused for a moment, then added:
Combustion requires fuel, and ash is always produced in the process.

Jiang Jianxin silently looked down at the land covered in ash, at the black smoke that rose from the chimneys and eventually fell back onto the rooftops of the slums.

The wind howled sharply in my ears, but it couldn't dispel the heavy atmosphere that seemed to have seeped into the scene itself.

"It looks like something's really bad..."

Jiang Jianxin murmured to herself. She took a deep breath of the crisp, yet bone-chilling air from high above, turned her sword, and flew towards the ground.