Big Data Cultivation

Feng Jun dismissed Qing Ji and turned on the radio, intending to listen to some news.

However, he had only listened to the news for less than two minutes when Yi Jue came over and directly asked, "Anything up?"

Feng Jun explained his thoughts, and Yi Jue directly shook her head.

"No need, the people of the Lingzhi Sect are best at healing vitality. The incident with Huo Liu last time was an exception; he was originally a cultivator with a fire attribute, attacked again by a different fire attribute, resulting in a very peculiar injury, so he had to return to the Lingzhi Sect for healing."

"Alright, pretend I didn’t say anything," Feng Jun shook his head, feeling he was quite a poor caregiver, since none of them seemed to care, "How are things here? Is the Insect Race still on the offensive?"

"Still on the offensive," Yi Jue nodded, "With the addition of Ban Yu True Sage, the cultivators are indeed secure, but often the Insect Race chooses to entangle with the Human Race. They’ve received the information; they know we are avoiding contact with the Human Federation."

"Any race that can develop higher intelligence is indeed tough to fight," Feng Jun couldn’t help but sigh, then curiously asked, "Has the Human Race still not figured out who we are?"

"I suppose they have more or less guessed it," Yi Jue replied nonchalantly, "They even suspect we might be another human civilization, but nobody bothers to engage."

Feng Jun was silent for a while before asking, "This world, haven’t you had enough of killing?"

"No," Yi Jue replied directly, "Through the battles, I’ve felt some of the real meanings of this world; after this battle, I might be able to solidify my virtual infant and start attempting an out-of-body experience."

"Alright then," upon hearing the ambitions were so grand, Feng Jun naturally wouldn’t say anything more, "Let me know if anything comes up; I’ve been a bit idle lately."

Yi Jue blinked, "If you have something, I can accompany you; is there anything else?"

"No," Feng Jun shook his head, "Next is just to get some medicine from here to benefit the mortals and lower-level cultivators of Kunhao."

Your time is so precious, and you’re spending it on this... Yi Jue shook her head helplessly, wanting to advise him, but on what grounds could she speak?

So she could only say, "Worldly Trials aren’t meant to be done this way; if you’re really bored, you can engage in Void Treasure Hunt."

"Void Treasure Hunt... doing it alone is quite dull," Feng Jun shook his head, "I might as well establish a few more pharmaceutical production lines here. If you all need anything, I can lend a hand."

What he said was also true. The matters of the Void had been paused; the first and second battlefields of the Insect World already had five True Sages in place, so he didn’t need to exhaust himself by responding. He could just address the needs of Earth at the moment.

But this time, he wouldn’t actively reach out to He Runxian, just wait for the opposite side to contact him.

Yi Jue suspiciously glanced at him, "The production line for mortal medicine... do you need my help?"

"No," Feng Jun replied with a smile, "I’m just enhancing auxiliary capabilities; no need to trouble you main forces."

"Oh," Yi Jue didn’t think much else, she just reminded him as she left, "Be careful, according to Ren Tu and Ban Yu True Sage’s analysis, there’s a possibility of an out-of-body Insect Race appearing."

Better you be careful, Feng Jun thought, feeling assured by the Guardian’s guidance; if things go awry, he could return to Earth, yet he didn’t decide whether to voice this, Yi Jue had already blinked out of sight.

So he could only express through his mind, "My escape ability is quite strong; it’s really you who should be cautious... If faced with unforeseen circumstances, come find me on Xingzheng Star."

Yi Jue did not respond to his message; instead, Ren Tu sensed it and replied, "Don’t use your Divine Sense lightly; the Human Race here has recently been investigating this quite aggressively."

Weak strength indeed comes with no privileges, Feng Jun smirked and then ceased speaking, teleporting over a hundred miles away to Hesheng, silently turning on the handset.

Currently, He Runxian was in a command room underground within a production base, which was an "Doomsday Counterattack" grade underground fortress, a type usually only found in significant military strongholds.

As for the purpose of the fortress, it can be deduced from its name: Doomsday signifies the planet has been overtaken by the Insect Race, while the counterattack is to gather remaining forces here to cooperate when the Human Race launches their retaliation.

Such fortresses generally extend 800 to 1,000 meters underground, with the deepest possibly being situated 2,000 meters below ground, boasting strong defense and detection prevention capabilities, not to mention highly effective life-support systems.

Normally enterprises aren’t qualified to construct such fortresses, yet on the Frontier Star, it’s a duty, and Hesheng responded to official requests to build such a fortress a long time ago.

A doomsday counterattack basement usually isn’t small, though the space is still tight.

The command room where He Runxian was positioned covered over two hundred square meters, not due to an attempt at grandeur, but because it acted akin to a combat command center; when fully operational, including the telephone operators, there would be a minimum of 150 personnel required.

Nevertheless, currently, there were only seventy people in the command room, with over sixty exuding a robust aura, standing erect and moving swiftly, clearly recognizable as military personnel.

He Runxian was sitting on the sofa at the moment, holding a teacup in one hand and fiddling with the projection desktop with the other, as if he was browsing through some data. However, his eyes lacked focus, indicating that his mind was elsewhere, pondering something unknown.

A voice suddenly rang out, "Signal detected, signal detected... The signal is located one hundred thirty miles southwest."

"Hmm?" He Runxian’s body slightly jolted, and the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly. Yet in the next moment, he raised the cup to take a sip of tea and remained silent.

A short soldier spoke up, his voice quite loud, "He Runxian, you call this vague contact? Why does it seem like the other party cares so much about this base?"

He Runxian’s mouth twitched slightly as he slowly swallowed the tea in his mouth, "I truly don’t know."

"Hmph, you’re just making excuses," the short soldier snorted coldly, "Were you planning to notify him of something?"

"I originally didn’t want to speak, but Minister Shen insisted," He Runxian replied helplessly, "Notify... What could I possibly notify him of? The radio unit has been handed over, and that was my only channel to contact him."

The small man spoke with a booming voice, "I don’t care if you’re hiding anything; just your tone seems off... Are you feeling a bit defiant?"

"Do I dare?" He Runxian answered irritably, "You want to kill me; I wouldn’t dare resist!"

"Are we the kind of people who kill recklessly?" The short soldier shouted sternly, "Is this how the Federation is in your impression, just disregarding human life? There’s clearly a serious issue with your mindset!"

He Runxian did not argue back; he simply picked up the tea again, took another sip, and thought, whatever you say.

Feng Jun opened the radio unit, waited for nearly an hour, and the other party did not call.

Then there’s no point in waiting, right? He turned off the unit and headed to White Pebble Beach the next moment.

"Radio signal disappeared," someone in the underground command room spoke up hastily, "Should we proactively detect and track?"

The military’s radio unit is encrypted, but not absolutely so. When He Runxian contacts Feng Jun, during the call process, he can locate the other party’s position using the equipment.

But Feng Jun only turned on the radio unit, staying in the passive receiving mode. In this situation, only if the military uses extremely high-level equipment can they lock the other party’s position, just like before.

Now that the other party has turned off the unit, the military cannot locate him. If they really want to forcibly locate him, there is another option, which is for the military to actively send out a signal to locate him, perhaps even with the unit turned off.

However, this requires a higher level of authority, and doing so might easily expose the military’s intentions.

Just like sonar detection, passive sonar and active sonar are different. Even if the other party might not have very advanced equipment, active detection... many civilian devices can sense it.

Precisely because of this, once the military arrived in Hesheng, they never proactively detected the location of the radio unit but instead waited patiently and silently for the other party to power up—this was too important, no negligence allowed.

Even though they had already located the other party, they did not send someone out to arrest him. This was certainly due to the rampant Insect Race outside, sending someone out would be risky, and also because... If this process was discovered by the other party, things could become quite tricky.

Military personnel knew very well that an organization like a broker is highly vigilant and would rarely show any obvious slip-ups. To successfully catch them in one go, they could only choose the moment when the other party let their guard down; once alerted, any previous efforts would be wasted.

So the short soldier sneered and decisively shook his head, "No rush, if he can come once, he can come a second time."

Yet, how easy is that second time?

The next day, Feng Jun did not appear. Not until the third day did he appear again, but after half an hour with the unit powered on, he turned it off and left.

Actually, Feng Jun wasn’t intentionally keeping people in suspense; he had encountered a bit of an issue and had been busy with it these past two days.

To speak of this issue, it truly was minor: everyone was discussing what name the new natural village should have!

Anyone who’s had a child knows that naming a child can be very easy or very difficult. If Feng Jun wanted to have the final say, no one could oppose him, but he wanted to respect others’ choices—after all, Luohua is now a collective.

Feng Jun favored the name "Shijie Village," pronounced the same as "season," while others had numerous ideas, with even suggestions to name it Luohua Village—because it was part of Luohua after all.

Unfortunately, Sofia came along. Upon hearing the matter, she proposed the name Life Village.

Feng Jun suspected she still remembered the "Water of Life," hence the name proposal.

Even worse, Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi heard about it and also wanted to suggest names for the village.