Big Data Cultivation

He Runxian almost dropped the handheld device to the ground upon hearing it, "Aren’t you mining privately? Really... engaging in battle with the Insect Race?"

His confusion was understandable. The war between the Insect Race and the Human Race wasn’t new; small-scale battles were almost everywhere. Engaging in battle with the Insect Race wasn’t unusual; not engaging was.

It’s really nothing out of the ordinary for Mr. Broker to have conflicts with the Insect Race. Not to mention that privately mining energy stone mines is bound to attract contention from all sides; the mere fact that they could tunnel a passageway from outside the star system to Xingzheng Star to transport large quantities of supplies couldn’t possibly be peaceful.

However, simply stating "engaging in battle with the Insect Race" wasn’t just about a mere battle anymore, but a battlefield had formed to some extent. Especially since Mr. Broker specified the star system, it was evidently a stalemate.

He Runxian composed himself and thought for a moment to make sure, "What’s the scale of the battle?"

"Didn’t I make myself clear?" Feng Jun couldn’t help but question, "It’s Zhezhi Star System, an entire star system."

He Runxian couldn’t help but gasp, "You mean the scale of the battle... involves an entire star system?"

Feng Jun was a bit puzzled, "Zhezhi Star System is what we call it by default, but such a name is recognized by some in the Federation. Can’t you search for the situation of this star system?"

"The naming system of the Federation’s star systems is indeed a bit chaotic," He Runxian complained and then asked, "Can you roughly describe the scale of the Insect Race there?"

Feng Jun laughed at the words, "Do you think... you have the qualifications to have me report to you?"

"Alright, it was rude of me," He Runxian admitted his mistake decisively but couldn’t help but ask, "Is there an energy stone mine there too?"

He wanted to know if the broker’s organization was fighting the Insect Race because of interests.

"Not there," Feng Jun answered straightforwardly, "The battle over there is quite intense, and the consumption is very large, that’s why they came to restock."

He Runxian pondered for a moment before replying, "I’m not very knowledgeable about arms, so here’s the deal, I’ll quickly inquire for you."

"Please do it as soon as possible," Feng Jun didn’t think this was a problem. Although it was very difficult to gather two sets last time, since Hesheng could produce so much mining equipment in advance, it was believed that the Pioneer Bank couldn’t be without similar contingency plans.

After the communication was over, Feng Jun returned to the Big Stone used as a resting place. It had been a long time since he’d been there, and the stone’s volume had grown considerably, yet it was much farther from Xingzheng Star.

When he arrived at Big Stone, a battle was raging about 300,000 miles away, where an assault ship and several mechas were entangled with over a dozen Golden Core Insect Tribe members.

Feng Jun sensed casually and could confirm they were disguised cultivators because the fighting style had a very distinctive personal flair, and to be honest, if it were warriors of the Human Federation, facing such an encirclement would have fled long ago.

You guys have learned to fish too! Feng Jun silently chuckled, then released his Divine Sense to sense where Yi Jue was.

He only released Divine Sense for three to five minutes, then retracted it. About an hour later, and still no response from Yi Jue, he headed back to Xingzheng Star, waiting for a call from He Runxian.

He didn’t have to wait long, about ten minutes later, the handheld device rang, "Sir, are you listening?"

Confirming he was listening, He Runxian first asked, "You mentioned Zhezhi Star System, is it the star system with eight planets on the Armchair Constellation? The Insect Race should occupy three to four planets."

"The Insect Race occupies six planets," Feng Jun replied gravely, "Your information is a bit outdated."

"That’s a distant place... This information should have been provided two hundred years ago," He Runxian explained cautiously, "Federation exploration teams rarely venture that deep, and confirming the Insect Race’s occupation of a few planets is a very dangerous move, so errors are normal."

"It’s remarkable that your people dare to fight there, we’re very impressed..."

"I understand you can’t confirm the battles there," Feng Jun replied lazily, "but it doesn’t matter; we never intended to acquire any free ammunition, just want to exchange goods through helping you transport them."

He Runxian didn’t dwell on the matter, and quickly responded, "I’ve confirmed that in three days, at the same Pioneer Bank delivery location, both mining equipment and arms are no issue, along with 1.5 million tons of food and pharmaceuticals."

He quickly clarified to prevent Feng Jun from misunderstanding, "The total quantity is slightly more, but we’ve also prepared some additional vulnerable single-soldier combat units as a free gift, hoping for your understanding."

Feng Jun was a bit puzzled; with so many materials transported, how would they distribute them? After all, transportation on Xingzheng Star could easily incite Insect attacks. But on second thought, if such matters required his worry, was the Human Federation not too incompetent?

So he calmly stated, "Let’s say it’s settled then and I still emphasize, please don’t play any tricks."

"No problem," He Runxian immediately assured, but hesitated a bit before saying, "However this time... the total amount of goods has increased, could you pay part of the energy stones in advance?"

More than just a bit? The mining equipment alone has doubled, plus three sets of military equipment, and 1.5 million tons of materials. If Feng Jun really shortchanges him, even if Hesheng earns a little money, they’d end up losing a lot.

"Sure," Feng Jun answered straightforwardly, "How about tonight? I’ll prepay five million tons of energy stones, is that enough?"

"That would be great," He Runxian replied happily, paused for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "Could I ask what’s the situation over at the Fold Star System...?"

"Not too bad, I guess," Feng Jun said modestly, "We are the attacking side."

He Runxian was greatly amazed when he heard this. He knew very well that six planets occupied by the Insect Race means considerable strength. Typically, it would take the strength of at least two or three corps to even consider attacking such a star system—just considering.

Could those mining energy stones have such capability? He couldn’t help but ask, "How many people have you organized for the attack?"

"Not many people, but the fighting strength is quite strong," Feng Jun replied casually, "And this... I hope you can believe."

Strong fighting strength? He Runxian really didn’t want to argue, he believed in the capabilities of the broker group, that the underground powers aren’t bad, but attacking a star system, isn’t that nonsense?

He couldn’t help but ask again, "I still want to ask, is it possible to recover the Fold Star System?"

"Fold Star System... you consider it recovery?" Feng Jun laughed hearing this, "Seems like people of this world... Seems like your desire to attack is still quite strong huh? I want to ask, the depths of the Insect World, can you recover it as easily as you think?"

"It’s just that I don’t understand?" He Runxian actually always resisted contacting the broker group, but he felt he was chatting well with Feng Jun. The key is he’s too curious about the current situation of the Fold Star System, "Mainly worried that you might suffer a loss."

"Suffering a loss wouldn’t be the case," Feng Jun replied casually, "Although some casualties do exist."

Some casualties? He Runxian heard this and twitched his mouth again, thinking where there’s a battle there are casualties? But you actually said "some", even boasting should have a limit, right?

Then, he suddenly realized, "Are you related to the forces of the Super Gene Warriors?"

"Super Gene Warriors?" Feng Jun knew the Federation’s misunderstanding of Tianqin Cultivators, and he was not surprised by this—even if they hid it well, the presence of a power that could influence or sway the tide of battle, it would be strange if the Federation didn’t detect it.

He had no intention of revealing his identity; this wasn’t something he needed to consider, nor could he decide, so he straightforwardly denied, "I don’t understand what you mean by Super Gene Warriors, nor do I have any related information."

If he wasn’t so adamant in his denial, He Runxian might just suspect a little, but his straightforward clearing of the relationship led He Runxian to basically confirm that this broker organization is likely related to Super Gene Warriors.

His logic was simple, the existence of Super Gene Warriors is very secretive, but their impact on the battle situation was too significant, any slightly thoughtful person can sense something unusual.

Even on the internet, there have been some scattered guesses, but the department responsible for public sentiment control would timely clean up these remarks—not just because these guesses have no solid evidence, but also to prevent the force from thinking the Federation is using public opinion for coercion.

So, could a broker organization really know nothing about this force?

If they don’t have this level of intelligence capability, what kind of broker are they?

However, despite considering this point, He Runxian didn’t reveal it, "Can you roughly say, your achievements in the Fold Star System? Like how many Insect Race Generals, or even... Commanders have you killed?"

"A few," Feng Jun answered ambiguously. Actually, he could briefly mention the battle outcomes to appropriately showcase power, but still, as mentioned before, it’s not up to him to decide, "Is there anything else?"

"I can apply for you again," He Runxian cautiously said, "to get more advanced military equipment."

"Not needed for now," Feng Jun straightforwardly refused, "If possible, just prepare more individual combat units for me."

He Runxian had many more questions he wanted to ask, but he ended up saying, "Alright, I’ll prepare more."

That night, it started raining again near the Hesheng Production Base, but due to recent tension in the battle situation, the dome at site three was always closed, so the rain didn’t cause any associations among others.

Over an hour before midnight, Feng Jun checked that all defenses at the site were shut, and monitoring equipment was physically removed, then he quietly sneaked in and placed five million tons of energy stones, but didn’t immediately inform Hesheng.

However, just three hours later, the Insect Race suddenly attacked the Hesheng Base, incidentally attacking several sites with risen domes.