[Reading instructions]
1. Moral warning: The heroine Jiang Niancang has weak moral concepts and puts interests first in her actions.
2. Emotional relationship: women are not virgins, intermittent 1v1, long-term 1vN
3. World view setting: This story is set in an interstellar society where women are the first gender.
4. Content annotation: The article contains objectified descriptions of male characters.
Please read rationally according to your own acceptance level. Thank you for your understanding.
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In the interstellar federation with a strict hierarchical system, the eighth galaxy is nicknamed the "cosmic garbage dump". The waste of the entire civilized society is accumulated here, and marginalized people who are not accepted by mainstream society are also exiled. Jiang Niancang, a seemingly ordinary cleaner, shuttles through the rusty space station day after day, using her eyes that can accurately discern the value of garbage to find gaps in this rotten ecosystem.
When a transfer order sent her to the interstellar headquarters, which symbolized the core of power, Jiang Niancang was at a loss on the surface, but indescribable excitement surged in her heart. She decisively abandoned the ambiguous relationship she had just established - Lin Xueji, who was selling her "art" but not her body at the "Tingyin" nightclub, without even leaving a decent farewell.
At the headquarters, Jiang Niancang continued her disguise as a "cleaner", but unexpectedly pieced together a shocking secret from the garbage heap: she was actually the only blood heir to the fallen Jiang's Military Industrial Group. However, this inheritance is accompanied by a fatal crisis - the dark forces that led to the destruction of the family are aiming their guns at this sudden heir.
When all parties expected that she would remain anonymous and live quietly, Jiang Niancang made a high-profile appearance in the Senate as the chief of the federal military. She touched the family emblem hidden on the armrest of the seat and smiled evilly at the shocked dignitaries in the room: "Everyone, are you satisfied with this surprise?"
In a dark corner light years away, the once-abandoned nightclub star was rubbing the scar on his chest, and the real-time image of Jiang Niancang was displayed on the holographic screen. "Sister," he whispered into the void, "do you think you are the only one making moves in this game of chess?"
In this interstellar game about power and desire, the identities of hunter and prey are quietly reversed at every dawn.
(Note: This article is based on an imaginary world view, and the characters' behaviors do not represent the author's values)
Purpose: A big woman must stand upright