HBWMA -Chapter 299 Code – 313

Chrysanthemum Garden.

After taking a hot bath, Jiang Huashan flopped straight into the soft bed. Just as she closed her eyes, her phone vibrated.

She casually opened the message.

[My life is so bitter: quote a price. I want to buy a membership.]

Jiang Huashan sat up and replied without hesitation.

[Don’t bother me: appearance fee 100,000 per session. Add-ons: arguing on your behalf, fighting on your behalf, and acting crazy +100,000. Strategy planning 500,000. Strategy + execution 1,000,000.]

She thought for a moment and added another line.

[Don’t bother me: changing fate against heaven — fixed price 10,000,000.]

After waiting a while with no response from Su Miao, Jiang Huashan got out of bed, slipped on her turtle slippers, walked into the study, grabbed a bag of documents at random, and returned to the bedroom.

These documents were the ones Xu Wenpei had thrown away earlier.

Although snooping on someone’s private information wasn’t exactly noble, Jiang Huashan never claimed to be a good person, so she felt no guilt.

She wanted to see—what exactly did Zhou Qishan do to anger Xu Wenpei so much?

She opened the sealed bag. Inside was a thick stack of documents, and one application form immediately caught her attention.

“Application Form for Admission to the 313 Women’s Preparatory Camp”

Reason for application: Achieve merit and serve the country.

Jiang Huashan’s heart jolted.

Zhou Qishan had truly exceeded all her expectations.

In Country A, “313” symbolized invincibility. The entire camp was combat-ready—even the cooks were veteran soldiers with first-class merits.

The women’s division was even more extraordinary; in modern times, it had produced a world-renowned Seven-Star General.

Every three years, 313 recruits nationwide. Those who pass the exam and are at least sixteen can enter the preparatory camp. Two years later, assignments are made based on performance.

But no matter the role, anyone entering 313 was considered a future reserve officer of the military commission.

Shen Lanxi’s father, Shen Xi, was the chief commander of 313. After completing his term, he was directly promoted to commander of the Whale Harbor Military Commission.

The Zhou family suppressed Zhou Qishan for being a daughter, yet she had developed an even stronger rebellious spirit—choosing a path of merit that even the Zhou family’s sons could not walk.

Because once you entered 313, you effectively signed a life-and-death oath with the country. Everyone in 313 was a potential martyr; even figures like Shen Xi ultimately could not escape sacrificing their lives in service.

Jiang Huashan couldn’t help feeling anger rise in her chest.

Such a person in the story was actually fated to die at the hands of a group of bandits and be humiliated—utterly outrageous!

From the documents, it seemed Zhou Qishan had already passed the entrance exam for 313, but due to her special identity, the military required a family recommendation letter.

The Zhou family held significant influence in Country A, and Zhou Qishan was a direct descendant of Zhou Guochao. Without that recommendation letter, 313 would revoke her admission.

So… in her previous life, was this where Zhou Qishan failed?

After weighing her thoughts for a moment, Jiang Huashan rushed out of the embroidered pavilion in her turtle slippers.

“Bang bang bang—”

“Shen Lanxi!!!”

Shen Lanxi was in his study attending a video conference when he suddenly heard Jiang Huashan’s voice from outside. After a brief pause, he lowered the volume.

“Everyone, please continue. I’ll step out for a moment.”

He stood up and glanced calmly at Gao Zhi.

“Did you steal her turtle slippers again?”

Gao Zhi, about to open the door, immediately stopped. “I didn’t. Not me. It must be you, young master.”

Shen Lanxi looked calm, but his mind was already racing.

Did he forget to wait for her after school today?

No—that couldn’t be it.

She clearly sent him a message saying not to wait.

“Bang bang bang—”

“Shen Lanxi!! Open the door! I know you’re in there! Hurry up!”

“Sir,” Gao Zhi kindly pointed at the door, “if you don’t open it soon, it won’t matter anymore once you figure out the reason.”

Shen Lanxi: “You go.”

Gao Zhi crossed his arms. “Nope! Miss Jiang specifically said she wants you to open it.”

“……”

The knocking grew louder and more intense.

Shen Lanxi rubbed his temples and walked toward the courtyard gate. He paused briefly before finally gathering his courage.

“……”

The door slowly opened.

Jiang Huashan suddenly spun around and leapt right in front of him, eyes sparkling.

“Brother Lanxi~~ Sorry for disturbing you so late. I didn’t interrupt anything, did I?”

Shen Lanxi: “……”