Jiang Chan transmigrated from the apocalypse into a melodramatic novel filled with continuous natural disasters: drought, floods, locust plagues, epidemics... and even interwoven with various stran...
He subconsciously looked outside the warehouse, as if Li Wufeng's cold and ruthless eyes were hiding in the shadows, watching him.
The color drained quickly from his chubby face, turning it pale, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"No...it can't be...it must be my eyes playing tricks on me..." he muttered to himself, trying to reassure himself, but his voice trembled noticeably.
...
In prison.
Jiang Chan remained curled up, a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashing deep within her empty eyes.
[Projection confirmed. The target 'Elder Qian's' consciousness has been significantly impacted.] System feedback.
"Okay!" Jiang Chan felt certain. The first goal was achieved!
Next up, Elder Wu!
Waiting for it to start again.
Time passed amidst the stench of the prison and the groans of pain.
finally……
[The energy trajectory of the target individual 'Elder Wu' has been detected. Status: Deep meditation (attempting to deduce the feasibility of the 'Southern Marsh Trade Route'), the mind is immersed but encountering a logical bottleneck, experiencing brief periods of agitation. Defense is relaxed. Location: Quiet room in the External Affairs Hall. Meets projection conditions.]
The notification sound rang again!
Elder Wu! You're meditating and deducing! Are you stuck? Are you feeling anxious?
This is precisely when defenses are weakest and minds are most sensitive!
"Project the 'Seven Kills Shift, Blood Light Soars to the Sky' fragments! Quickly!" Jiang Chan immediately gave the order.
[Target locked: Elder Wu.]
[Projected Information Fragment: 'Seven Killings Shift, Bloodshed Soars to the Sky' Chaotic Astrological Fragment.]
[Consciousness Fragment Projector Activated... Projecting...]
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Deep within the Foreign Affairs Hall, in a quiet room with elegant furnishings.
The air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. Elder Wu sat cross-legged on a futon, his brows slightly furrowed. He had a lean face, a long beard, and wore an elegant Taoist robe, exuding a refined and scholarly air.
He was currently engrossed in the simulation.
He was constructing complex astrological trajectories and spiritual energy flows in his mind, trying to deduce whether a new trade route to the Southern Swamp was feasible.
However, as the deduction reached a critical juncture, the stability of the "convergence point of earth vein spiritual energy" remained unclear, which he could not determine even after repeated deliberations, and an indescribable sense of irritation gradually rose in his heart.
“The earth’s energy here is mixed… the stars are out of position… the risks are unpredictable… Hmm?!” Elder Wu was deep in thought, trying to find a better entry point.
Sudden!
On the complex astrological chart he was constructing deep within his consciousness, a malevolent star representing "Seven Killings" suddenly leaped out like a wild horse, instantly deviating from its original trajectory!
Immediately afterwards, the entire star chart seemed to have been doused with a basin of thick blood. A dazzling crimson light exploded, instantly swallowing all the star trajectories and deduction lines. An intense, suffocating aura of ferocity and destruction ruthlessly poured into his entire perception!
"Pfft!" Elder Wu was shocked and forcibly exited his meditative state.
His face turned deathly pale instantly, his chest heaved with blood and qi, and a sweet taste rose in his throat. He forced back the blood that was about to come to his mouth, his breathing becoming extremely disordered.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with horror and confusion, his forehead covered in cold sweat!
What happened?!
What was that just now?!
The Seven Killings have shifted? Bloodshed erupts from the sky?! Such an ominous sign!
He was clearly deducing the spiritual energy of the earth's veins along the Nanzhao trade route, so how could such a completely unrelated and terrifying astrological omen suddenly appear?! And it interrupted his deduction so clearly and so rudely!
Could it be... a warning from the heavens?!
What warning is this? Could it be that a catastrophic disaster is lurking behind this trade route?!
Elder Wu's heart sank to the bottom. A strong sense of unease gripped him, and he could no longer calm down. He paced restlessly in the quiet room, sighing deeply, his fingers unconsciously twisting his beard until it almost broke.
The seeds of panic have already been quietly sown.