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Chapter 423. A Day of Entertainment and Language Restoration
Upon arriving outside the tavern, Jiang Jianxin discovered a charming garden hidden nearby, seemingly prepared by the owner for slightly tipsy customers, so that a cool breeze could dispel the heat from their cups.

The garden wasn't large, but it was meticulously maintained.

The lush green lawn spread out like a soft carpet, interspersed with winding gravel paths.

Various flowers bloom in layers along the wooden fence. Pale purple hydrangeas hang low like clouds, pink and white roses climb the flower trellis, and a few clumps of mint and rosemary are mixed in terracotta pots, wafting a refreshing fragrance on the wind.

The most eye-catching feature is the delicate light strips wrapped around the branches and trellises.

Even though it was still daytime, they had already lit up in scattered spots, with warm yellow and white halos adorning the depths of the green leaves, like stars hidden among the flowers, enveloping the entire garden in a hazy mist.

A waitress wearing a linen apron walked gracefully over and smiled:

"There's a quiet spot by the rose wall. Would you like to come and sit for a while?"

Jiang Jianxin followed her through the path and sat down at a small white wrought iron table.

On the wooden table sat a plain ceramic vase, inside which were a few freshly picked blue flowers.

Soon, the waiter brought out tea to help with the hangover.

"pat..."

The celadon teapot is filled with the warm aroma of dried tangerine peel and hawthorn, accompanied by a delicate dish of osmanthus jelly, with tiny golden flower petals embedded in the translucent cake.

Jiang Jianxin leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath.

When the wind blows, the light from the LED strips ripples in the sunlight, and the shadows of the flowers and the light spots sway gently together, as if the whole garden is rising and falling slightly with each breath.

This garden is so beautiful.

She spoke to the answer, the truth.

"Then stay a little longer. You don't seem to like the atmosphere in the tavern."

Jiang Jianxin forced a smile.

[It was quite lively, and the service was impeccable; they really understood what those aristocratic people, beneath their respectable exteriors, truly liked.]

Images of men and women dressed only in thin veils flashed through her mind, along with various flirtatious behaviors she couldn't comprehend.

[It's precisely because they understand things so well that I feel out of place.]

Jiang Jianxin said slowly.

【I see.】

Intuition told me. Omniscience allowed it to sense Jiang Jianxin's emotional fluctuations.

This statement, "The answer is the truth," also brought Jiang Jianxin a kind of indescribable comfort.

They gazed at the garden for a long time, feeling their souls fully healed, before returning to the tavern to continue their luxurious experience.

In the second half of the experience, Jiang Jianxin did see some spectacular performances, such as a large-scale fire rain, sparks, and dancing in the fire.

Jiang Jianxin could only see whether the performance was romantic or not, but the answer key saw something deeper:
[This fire is actually a divine fire obtained by worshippers of the fire god... Have you noticed it's not as bright anymore?]

Jiang Jianxin didn't notice, but she overheard the props team whispering at the edge of the stage, discussing the very question that the answer, Zhen Li, had mentioned.

So she nodded and said:
It remains to be seen whether the financier's plan will succeed.

After experiencing the second half of the night at the tavern, Jiang Jianxin went to visit other places he had booked under the moonlight.

She even met Sylvia on the carousel at the adult amusement park.

This time, Sylvia wore a pink dress. Upon seeing Jiang Jianxin, she paused for a moment, but still greeted him:

Good evening, Miss Aman!

Sylvia was actually somewhat afraid of the Omani family, but Jiang Jianxin was easygoing enough that after a few words, she quickly relaxed and showed Jiang Jianxin her pink dress with a bright smile:
“Look at me dressed like this, don’t I look like a member of the Rose Group?” she said, lightly tiptoeing and twirling around, clutching the hem of her skirt.

The pink fabric billowed out, like a flower suddenly blooming, standing out vividly against the backdrop of night and lamplight.

Jiang Jianxin had spent a considerable amount of time at Rose Medical, so he naturally knew that very few members of the real Rose Group would wear such a romantic and exaggerated pink tulle dress.

But she didn't say anything, she just clapped her hands with a smile:

"It looks very similar."

After a pause, she asked with a hint of curiosity:

"But why did you suddenly decide to imitate the Rose Group's style?"

Sylvia's eyes crinkled into a smile, and her tone became light and cheerful:
"This is the latest trend in business style, and everyone's comparing it to the Rose Group—after all, it's a real business empire. Just think, the pink rose logo is so cool!"

The people of the Vulcan realm are extremely hostile to heretics and gods from other realms, but they do not reject the God of Wealth.

Perhaps it's because the God of Wealth is in charge of wealth, and no one dislikes money.

Jun Yunqi himself is extremely powerful, and the Rose Group under his leadership is also very dazzling, as if it has its own aura of majesty. Even pink is redefined here, becoming a color label for business and strength.

Jiang Jianxin listened, her gaze sweeping over Sylvia's excited eyes and then towards the shimmering lights and shadows in the distant amusement park. She suddenly felt that the influence of the God of Wealth seemed to be beyond her imagination.

Colors, clothing, and even trends can have their meanings rewritten by power and wealth.

Its power is pervasive; those towering companies are its temples, and the employees who come to work every day are its most loyal believers.

It changed offering incense to clocking in, and entering the temple to joining a job.

Its biggest advantage over other gods is probably that it actually gives money—and quite a lot of it.

After a brief encounter with Sylvia at the amusement park, the two enjoyed some rides together. As night fell, they said goodbye and went their separate ways.

Yu Jian returned to the hospital, picked up the lunchbox that the nurse had left for him from the front desk, and happily returned to his ward, ready to enjoy a pleasant dinner.

Besides eating, Jiang Jianxin remembered something else.

"pat..."

Jiang Jianxin took out the unlocked third-cycle diary from his spatial storage and brushed away the dust.

She had unlocked this diary a long time ago, but because the third time she read it, the character was a foreigner with a unique name and whose language and culture were different from hers.

Jiang Jianxin couldn't understand the text inside, so he kept putting it aside.

Upon arriving in this new world, Jiang Jianxin quickly mastered the language in a single day, whereas initially he was an illiterate who could only speak but not write.

However, as time went on, she found that the text recognition ability was also recovering on its own.

Now that she feels she has recovered enough, she plans to translate her third reading of the diary.

At this moment, she opened the cover and saw the first line of the first page.

Generally, that line should be the weather and date, but Jiang Jianxin had previously suspected that it might not be the weather and date.

Because the intonation and spacing are not similar.

This time she finally figured out how to translate, and upon closer inspection, she realized she had guessed correctly.

The first line clearly reads—

[Delis Vera, First Reincarnation]

(End of this chapter)