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Chapter 454. The Post-Savior (1)

Jiang Jianxin never met Grant again after that day.

She knew she had embarked on a completely new life, one unlike any she had ever had before.

From what has happened these past few days, her deepest realization is that everyone's life is like a speeding train.

Perhaps one second you're in the open field, and the next you're rushing into an underwater tunnel.

A once-proud commoner sculptor has fallen into the Realm of Original Sin and abandoned his sculpting skills to become an assassin.

Sylvia, formerly an outsider in the family, has become the head of the Bella family and is about to lead her family to become the most powerful and influential family in the Vulcan Domain.

Standing in the past, no one could have imagined their future.

Only when everything has settled down and looking back do we realize the sudden turn of fate.

Jiang Jianxin went to Granny Qingye's cottage that day to see Little Fairy Doctor.

The latter took over the business left in the Sin Domain from the third cycle. She told me about some of the businesses and asked when she would like to visit the Sin Domain.

Jiang Jianxin wasn't sure either. She had been away from the original world for too long, and she actually wanted to go back and take a look.

Therefore, she did not give a direct answer, but only instructed Little Fairy Doctor to take good care of the other side.

In her third playthrough, she and Little Fairy Doctor had a life-or-death bond, and the latter was extremely loyal to her, so she naturally agreed without hesitation.

After dealing with things here, Jiang Jianxin returned to the hospital.

Her brother is staying in a hotel near the hospital. These past few days, besides visiting her and chatting, Andorra has also been dragging him to visit the Vulcan Domain.

In the second cycle, she only received Andorra's obituary, and there was a popular rumor that Pope Edric had killed him.

But in the third cycle, the two who had once clashed with each other became inseparable brothers.

Jiang Jianxin felt the wonder of fate more and more.

She returned to her ward today, but before long, Edric and Andor returned from their trip.

The latter bought a set of triangular chess that could be played by three people and insisted on having Edric and Jiang Jianxin play with him.

However, he couldn't keep playing after a few rounds.

The reason is simple: Jiang Jianxin is just too extraordinary. While others calculate three steps ahead, Andor suspected that she could reach the end in just three steps.

The three played eight rounds, and Edric and Andor didn't win a single one. The two, who were already poor, were forced to give a large sum of money to Jiang Jianxin, who was the richest.

After finishing the game of chess, Andor took Adricara out and punched him in the shoulder:
"Why didn't you tell me sooner that my sister was so smart? I feel like I was being made a fool of when we were playing chess?"

Edric rubbed his shoulder, a faint smile flickering in his eyes:

"It's as if I'm the other way around. In my opinion, our chess skills are so bad that we shouldn't even be sitting at the same table as her."

These words were spoken calmly, yet every word was sincere.

Andorra remained silent, deeply agreeing with the sentiment.

Since they couldn't find a place to play chess, the three of them moved to the window and chatted casually in the dim afternoon sunlight.

"...Speaking of which..."

Andorra suddenly remembered something:
“I’ve been walking around outside the city these past few days and I’ve seen many farmers packing up to leave. There are also many grain carts parked along the ridges of the fields. I heard they’re going to be transported to the World of Talent.”

Jiang Jianxin paused slightly in the hand holding the cup.

She hadn't been to the fields these past few days and had no idea that the farmers' movements had become so obvious.

"Transported to the World of Talents?"

"Yes, I specifically inquired about it; it's being transported to 'Middle City'."

Andorra nodded affirmatively.

The Central City is a newly emerging force, and its establishment can be traced back to the Miracle Master's Healing Flower Sea.

At that time, the light of miracles shone upon the continent, and all things in the polluted flower fields were revived. The former southern cities were all habitable. Because these cities were located at the border between the world of the gifted and the world of wizards, they were called "middle cities" and were usually used for trade between the two worlds.

Chen Xinran's army, which had been resisting the pollution of the flower sea area for a long time, was a local strongman and quickly occupied Zhongjian City, bringing it under their control.

Now, Chen Xinran basically controls the trade in the central city.

Jiang Jian thought about the rumors he had recently learned on the forums and the scenes he had witnessed in the world of talent, and keenly sensed something:
"Is the central city buying up grain and recruiting farmers?"

Andorra nodded and said:

"Yes, I don't know what that leader wanted to do with a group of farmers?"

Jiang Jianxin did not answer immediately. Her gaze fell on the chessboard from before, where the black and white pieces were still scattered, like an unfinished game.

After a long pause, she gently raised the corners of her mouth, her voice containing a knowing sigh:

“The farming methods of the two worlds are completely different. Perhaps… she has found a way to save the world and relieve the famine that has lasted for many years in the world of talent.”

……

The World of Talents, the City in the Middle.

"Da, da..."

As the wheels rolled over the newly compacted dirt road, one grain cart after another drove into the city gate.

The sacks were piled high, casting heavy silhouettes in the twilight.

Further away, a long, winding procession stretched out—farmers who had migrated from the Vulcan Realm, carrying their belongings and weary from their journey, heading towards this land.

The invisible barrier between the two realms is now as thin as a cicada's wing.

It can still stop weapons, but it no longer isolates people from coming and going.

The wind brings the unfamiliar scent of earth from afar, as well as the sounds of new life.

Chen Xinran stood alone on the city wall.

She had a pair of double-edged swords slung across her waist, and her hands were behind her back.

The wind billowed the hem of her dark coat, but she remained motionless, silently watching the ever-growing convoy of cars and people below.

The rumbling of grain carts and the clatter of footsteps blended together, their heavy weight creeping up the city walls and into this once desolate land known as the "Sea of ​​Flowers."

It was once stained with the blood of our predecessors, but now it has become the vibrant beginning of future generations.

The setting sun cast her long, straight shadow onto the bricks and stones.

Those calm eyes reflected the endless stream of lights, and also the distant, hungry land in dire need of salvation.

She had naturally heard about everything that happened in the Vulcan Domain.

The collapse of the Divine Grace Coupons directly triggered a financial storm that swept across the entire region.

With prices soaring and purchasing power plummeting, in an era when bread could fetch exorbitant prices, the price of high-quality grains was pushed to suffocating heights.

Many wealthy households went bankrupt overnight, and the grain piled up in the hands of farmers suddenly lost its stable buyers.

The irony unfolded across the country: the number of starving people on the streets increased daily, and the number of corpses of the starving grew, while in the farms, piles of grain lay quietly, unattended.

Chen Xinran gazed at the messages that came from afar, remaining silent for a long time.

Long-term study and critical thinking have long since transformed her from the shallow general she once was.

At that moment, all sorts of information collided and reassembled in her mind like shattered beads—suddenly, a clear thought flashed through her mind like lightning.

This may be the opportunity.

A historic opportunity that could reverse the world's perennial food shortage and constant supply falling short of demand...

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