Pollution monsters were roaming the complex, so Jiang Jianxin had to clear them out from the front.
As a Talent User from the Bright Camp with no combat abilities, Lin Xin’an reluctantly sat down in the driver’s seat.
He was still a bit dazed as he sat there.
“Wait, my hand’s injured.
I can’t drive!”
The psychologist sat helplessly in the driver’s seat, his eyes wide as saucers as he stared at the overwhelming array of controls on the dashboard.
He glanced at his reflection in the rearview mirror.
His handsome face was filled with shock and bewilderment, making him look like a total idiot.
Jiang Jianxin pointed to the straight road ahead of them.
“I’ve already handled the turns.
All you have to do is step on the gas and drive straight ahead.”
“Huh?”
Lin Xin’an clearly hadn’t caught on.
His injured left arm was still throbbing with a dull ache.
He couldn’t believe that even injured as he was, the task of driving had somehow fallen to him.
Jiang Jianxin said no more.
She simply patted his shoulder, her expression one of complete trust, before getting out of the car and summoning her Tang Guang Sword.
Inside the car, Lin Xin’an’s forehead broke out in a sweat.
He was practically drenched.
“BZZZZZZ—”
The Tang Guang Sword let out a long hum as Jiang Jianxin lightly stepped onto it and flew into the sky before everyone’s eyes.
Monsters were already starting to gather in the distance.
It was the first day of the pollution, and the low-level pollution monsters moved very slowly.
The biggest problem was the two rows of Cannibal Willows at the complex’s exit.
However, for a well-fed Jiang Jianxin, these were all minor problems.
The sword beneath her feet was an extension of the sword in her heart.
Jiang Jianxin once again recalled the Sword Master’s diary:
[July 25th, Sunny]
[I learned Sword Intent for the first time.]
[The situation changed in a flash…]
“Sword Qi Unleashed!”
Streaks of pale green Sword Qi shot out from Jiang Jianxin’s hand seals, forming flat, white blades in the air.
With unstoppable momentum, they instantly sliced through the waists of the pollution monsters and Cannibal Willows ahead.
Jiang Jianxin intentionally tried to conserve her Spiritual Energy, but for a being on the Sword Master’s level, even the lowest-cost spell drained a massive amount of her power.
She frowned, discreetly rubbing her stomach.
Down below, Lin Xin’an had started the car.
It was obvious his injured hand made things difficult; when Jiang Jianxin had told him to step on the gas, he slammed the pedal to the floor.
The car shot forward like a rocket.
THUMP THUMP THUMP—
The dozen or so people in the complex ran desperately toward the exit, trying to keep up with the car.
Jiang Jianxin hovered high in the air on her sword.
She couldn’t help but chuckle at the comical scene.
In a residential building behind her, someone opened a window and secretly filmed Jiang Jianxin’s Sword Flight, excitedly posting it to the Peace Forum with a caption:
“Someone in our complex awakened and is super powerful!
They can use Sword Flight and even Sword Qi!
Like a legendary Immortal!
[Video]”
…
After leading the group of people out of the complex, Jiang Jianxin returned to the car and took over the driver’s seat.
Lin Xin’an happily scooted over to the passenger seat, remarking as he moved,
“I never want to drive this piece-of-crap car again.”
Jiang Jianxin pointed at her phone.
“Pull up Navigation to the nearest supermarket.
We’re going to go scavenge for supplies.”
Lin Xin’an looked at her.
“We’re going to a supermarket for supplies now?
How much can you even carry?”
Jiang Jianxin hesitated.
“A trunkful?”
Lin Xin’an chuckled at her answer.
“A trunkful would only last the two of us a few days, and there’s always the risk of losing it.”
Jiang Jianxin sensed he was getting at something.
“So what are you suggesting?”
“We need a large storage space to hold a massive amount of supplies,”
Lin Xin’an said.
Jiang Jianxin understood what he meant.
Her Tang Guang Sword had a Sword Intent Space just like that, but it was only three cubic meters—exceptionally small, barely able to hold anything.
“Where can we get something like that?”
Jiang Jianxin asked.
Lin Xin’an pulled out his phone and opened the Peace Forum.
There was a shopping section, densely packed with items priced anywhere from a few to several thousand Gold Coins.
“You can buy them here, but it doesn’t use pre-apocalypse currency.
It uses Gold Coins, which you get from killing pollution monsters.”
“It’s a feature run jointly by the TV Station and the Dream Creation Pavilion.
Once you buy something, the item is instantly transported to you.”
Jiang Jianxin opened her own Peace Forum, and Lin Xin’an leaned over.
“You’ve killed so many pollution monsters, you must have accumulated a ton of…”
“…”
“Huh?
Why do you have 0 Gold Coins?”
Lin Xin’an asked in astonishment, staring at the big fat zero displayed on Jiang Jianxin’s profile page.
However, a quick scan revealed the problem.
“Why are you logged in as a guest?
You need to log into your personal account.
Gold Coins are automatically deposited into the account that’s been verified with your real name.”
The corner of Jiang Jianxin’s mouth twitched.
She repeatedly tapped her profile page.
“I’m about to tell you something you’ll probably find hard to believe.”
“What is it?”
Lin Xin’an asked, baffled.
“My account was stolen.
Someone used my personal information to register it, and they even set a password, so now I can’t log in.”
Jiang Jianxin’s voice trailed off as she spoke, while Lin Xin’an’s eyes grew wider and wider, as if this was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing.
He asked in disbelief,
“A real-name verified account…
can be stolen?”
Jiang Jianxin nodded awkwardly.
“Believe it or not, that’s the reality of the situation.
I can only log in as a guest, so no matter how many pollution monsters I kill, I don’t earn a single coin.”
“So…”
This time, it was Jiang Jianxin’s turn to look at Lin Xin’an with an expectant gaze.
“You’ve worked at the Madhouse Physician Department for so many years, and you’re ranked third in the Bright Camp.
You must be loaded, right?”
“You wouldn’t want to tail someone just to end up starving with them, would you?”
Lin Xin’an’s face soured.
Seeing the struggle in his expression, Jiang Jianxin knew he was weighing his options.
He was weighing whether the value she offered was worth his investment.
After a moment of deliberation, Lin Xin’an finally gave in.
“Fine, I’ll buy it for you.
But you have to be responsible for my safety.”
Jiang Jianxin beamed and clapped her hands.
“Deal.”
Lin Xin’an sighed and opened the shopping section, looking as if he’d just taken a huge loss.
Just as Jiang Jianxin suspected, his account had more Gold Coins than he could ever spend.
She took a quick glance and saw a string of zeros long enough to nearly overflow the balance field.
“You’re this rich, so isn’t this amount just a drop in the bucket for you?”
Jiang Jianxin asked.
Lin Xin’an shot her a look.
“Being rich and being a cheapskate are two different things.
I just like the feeling of hoarding money, not spending it.”
Jiang Jianxin just said, “Oh.”
‘This guy certainly has a personality,’ she thought.
Lin Xin’an placed the order quickly.
With a few simple swipes, he selected a storage space.
Just as he’d said, items from the Peace Forum were delivered instantly upon payment.
A white light flashed before Jiang Jianxin’s eyes, and a black Storage Watch materialized in Lin Xin’an’s hand.