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Chapter 457. Browsing News

Jiang Jianxin chatted with Yin Ju for a while about other things. Around noon, Yin Ju had a lunch appointment to attend, so he said goodbye to her.

Before leaving, he praised the good tea that Jiang Jianxin had shared, and the latter gave him a large bag of it so that he could drink it in different ways.

Yin Ju was very touched that his old friend was still so generous. He carried the tea leaves outside and walked past the freshly trimmed lawn in front of the door. The fresh scent of the grass stubble mixed with the smell of the soil wafted up in waves.

Because Jiang Jianxin hadn't taken care of it for a long time, the old, buried sprinkler heads were rusty, and their openings were almost blocked by mud and decaying leaves, standing lifelessly in the green grass.

Yin Ju paused in his steps.

He glanced at the showerheads, then casually placed his briefcase and the bag of tea on the stone bench beside him, loosened the collar of his executive jacket, and walked toward the showerhead closest to him.

He didn't squat down, but stood next to the showerhead, extending his right hand, palm down, hovering about an inch above the showerhead.

With fingers slightly spread, invisible ripples seemed to ripple outwards from the fingertips, spreading out extremely gently.

"Om..."

A deep, muffled groan came from the depths of the earth. It was the throbbing of water being awakened.

The water, which had been dormant in the pipes, seemed to have suddenly heard a silent call and began to surge and gather underground.

The silt and rust clogging the nozzle were the first to feel that invisible yet immense pressure.

"Gurgle...gurgle gurgle..."

The sound of something being washed away and disintegrated could be heard coming from inside the nozzle.

Without any external force striking it, the water found its way from within itself.

The accumulated grime was loosened and peeled off by the impact of the water flow.

finally--

"laugh--!"

A stream of dark gray turbidity shot out first; it was the impurities that had been squeezed out.

But the turbidity lasted only a moment, followed by a jet of clear, cool water.

The water jet, with a touch of lively joy, briefly twisted into a gentle arc in the air before dispersing into a uniform, crystalline mist that sprinkled onto the parched grass, making a pleasant "rustling" sound.

A crisp, refreshing mist, seemingly originating from a deep mountain spring, filled the air.

Yin Ju's hovering hand moved smoothly and fluidly to the side—his fingertips lightly touching the other silent sprinklers on the lawn in turn.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

Several other nozzles then came back to life.

Water jets rose one after another, seven or eight jets rising and falling, intertwining to form a uniform, gurgling rain curtain.

The dry courtyard was instantly filled with moist vitality, the flowing water seemed to sing, and it emitted a hazy halo under the sunlight.

Yin Ju lowered his hand, and the invisible connection seemed to be quietly severed, but the fountain continued to work merrily.

Jiang Jianxin took two steps forward, gazing at the vibrant lawn before her:
"Thank you, Yin Ju."

Her voice pierced through the sound of the water, clear and steady.

Jiang Jianxin was very grateful that it saved him the time of having to call the property management to fix the sprinkler head.

The young man in the black executive jacket picked up his things again, shook the tea bag, and said:
"It was nothing, but I should thank you for the tea."

"I'm leaving now, I'll come see you another day." The young man in the executive jacket disappeared into the mist created by the fountain.

Jiang Jianxin took a deep breath of the fresh, moist air and felt refreshed.

She didn't leave immediately, but leaned against the porch, watching the automatic water jets.

Silvery water lines traced even arcs as they fell, nourishing every inch of the dry grass.

Once she estimated that the watering was almost done, she went over and turned off the sprinklers one by one.

Back inside, the coolness slightly dispelled the moisture brought in from outside.

Jiang Jianxin was indeed unaware of what Yin Ju had just mentioned about a charlatan causing trouble south of Haidu.

The best way to get information is by browsing forums.

She prepared a simple lunch for herself while looking at her phone.

The best place to get information is usually the Guangming Forum. Jiang Jianxin clicked in, but found that the popular posts were all about financiers.

[On the potential further impacts of the Vulcan Domain crisis]

Jiang Jianxin was drawn in by the title and clicked to take a look. He found that the post's analysis was quite well-organized.

[As a member of the strategist branch, I am closely following the current crisis in the Vulcan Domain, and I believe many fellow members are also interested in this matter. The mastermind behind it has now been identified as the "financier" of the Rose Group. She inflated this financial bubble with remarkable skill, and now, as the market nears its close, she is beginning to reap huge profits.]

However, based on past experience, I believe that financial crises can spread rapidly and eventually harm the entire world. The Vatican, which currently collaborates with Vulcan's Domain, has already suffered losses to varying degrees.

I think the financiers have huge ambitions. I wonder if there are any colleagues from the strategist branch who would like to share their thoughts in the comments section.

Unlike other factions that prefer simple and direct posts, posts from the Light faction that offer comprehensive and in-depth analysis are more likely to generate buzz and discussion.

The poster's statement was quite objective, and it also attracted some comments.

However, these comments were varied, and some even went off-topic.

[It's probably about seizing territory. The God of Wealth also wants to occupy more land. Previously, it had a cooperative relationship with the Papacy, and even had to give the Papacy a cut, so it didn't earn enough.]

[I agree with the comment above. Without the Vatican as a middleman, the Rose Group would be rolling in money. When capitalists fight, making more money is their only motivation.]

[I haven't thought about the future; I'm interested in the financier. By the way, is she really that stunningly beautiful strategist who was all the rage a few years ago?]

The bag is hers. If you don't believe me, go search the news from back then; there's not a single piece of news about it now. Besides the Rose Group, what other force could have such power and cleanly cover it up so thoroughly?

[666 No wonder she wears a mask; she's already wiped out the Vulcan Domain, and some people are still only concerned with what she looks like. Watch out, she might be the next one to bankrupt you and make you eat tree bark.]

Putting everything else aside, this move was absolutely perfect. Class is truly a top-tier strategist!

……

Jiang Jianxin read all the way to the bottom, where most of the content consisted of speculations about the future and discussions by the financier himself.

She also gleaned some information from it, such as her belief that the financier wore the scarecrow mask because he had a facial defect.

Unexpectedly, it was because of her beauty and cunning that the former had seriously affected the latter, so the financier simply protected her.

While looking at the news about financiers, Jiang Jianxin scrolled down to find information about active fraudsters in southern Haidu.

She persevered through thousands of posts and finally found it.

On the screen, a line of large characters read:

[The reason why scammers are rampant in southern Haidu is...]