Big Data Cultivation

On the first day Feng Jun arrived in the Taklimakan, he heard about the possibility of a sandstorm, and his reaction was very strong: a qualified soldier should not be a flower in a greenhouse!

However, there was no news of a sandstorm for several consecutive days, and he didn’t take it seriously anymore, whether it happened or not didn’t matter.

But to encounter such an event on the last day of test flight, that gave him quite a headache: he had already been idling around here for too long.

Indeed, during these four days, although the tests encountered some minor troubles, none of them were enough to warrant his intervention. During this period, all he could do was constantly materialize various data, while taking the time to check out other places.

He didn’t particularly like this kind of life, but he knew the significance of his presence in the Taklimakan, and could only silently tell himself: only this once, there will definitely not be a next time.

Now, with the end in sight, such news comes unexpectedly, really making him a bit angry, "When will the sandstorm arrive? What is the intensity?"

"It can be confirmed as above level nine, with an uncertain tornado nature," Beauty Lin’s expression was very serious, "The specific arrival time should be around eleven o’clock noon, the duration... optimistic estimate should be within twelve hours."

Feng Jun grimaced, "What if it’s not optimistic?"

"Not optimistic is twenty-four hours," Beauty Lin frowned, "The local climate characteristics of the sandstorm here are very difficult to accurately determine and analyze, and furthermore, it takes a period of time to recover after the sandstorm."

Feng Jun furrowed his brows, "So conservatively, the test flight would be the day after tomorrow?"

"The test flight the day after tomorrow still carries certain risks," Beauty Lin’s expression was solemn, "Even a space battleship may not have all-weather combat capability; no one wants to take this risk if sand gets involved."

"A warship with jump capabilities should not be affected by this storm," Feng Jun replied in a deep voice, "I’ve encountered much more extreme weather in the worlds you cannot access."

"That’s indeed the logic," Beauty Lin replied, furrowing her eyebrows, and she knew that in a certain meeting, there was talk of "what if Feng Jun accidentally dies," so she could only say, "But this responsibility... no one can take it."

Feng Jun couldn’t help but furrow his brows again, "Are they really so bureaucratic... lacking in commitment?"

You have no idea how many people worry about your death! Beauty Lin couldn’t help but think to herself, but there was no expression on her face, "You could look at it from a different angle, maybe you’ll feel better... At least they respect your work."

Hearing this, Feng Jun couldn’t help but laugh, "Saying that made me feel much better... Well, they can conduct the test flight in advance, as long as it’s completed by eleven."

"I asked, it’s impossible," Beauty Lin shook her head, "The warship needs to undergo a series of strict maintenance checks before takeoff. After the incident the day before yesterday, no one dares to rush things anymore, and the process has been set in stone... It can’t be changed hastily."

Feng Jun put away his smile, furrowing his brows once again, "In times of war, do they also have so many rules?"

It’s not wartime now! Beauty Lin knew this answer wouldn’t persuade the other party, she could only say, "They wouldn’t be so particular if it were a familiar weapon. To them, this is a new weapon... a very hard-to-get one."

Feng Jun was rendered speechless, what more could he say? Just consider launching a rocket; even a slight discrepancy would prevent ignition.

After a pause, Beauty Lin continued to ask, "Do they want to close the Rain Prayer Array?"

Feng Jun took out a cigarette and took several puffs before shaking his head, "Wait, I’ll go take a look at this sandstorm."

Beauty Lin was stunned for a moment, blinking once, then nodded, "Should I request satellite imagery for you?"

Feng Jun shook his head, "No need, I can’t understand those anyway, I have another way."

After saying this, he vanished in a split second.

Beauty Lin was stupefied for over a minute, it was the intercom’s voice that brought her back, "Chief Lin, should we close the formation? Please reply, over!"

"Not for now," Beauty Lin replied in a deep voice, "Jia Yi has gone to investigate the sandstorm, over!"

A minute later, the satellite phone in her handbag rang, "Feng Jun went to investigate the sandstorm, what does this mean?"

"It’s self-explanatory," Beauty Lin’s voice carried no emotion, "My understanding is that he believes he has the ability to deal with the sandstorm."

"What the heck..." The person on the phone nearly swore, "To deal with a sandstorm... is there anything he can’t do?"

"That I don’t know," Beauty Lin sighed quietly, "Nothing would surprise me if he said he could, except for having children... he doesn’t even need satellite imagery."

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, before saying, "If that’s the case, can we ask him to handle typhoon disasters in the future?"

"Just abnormal weather," Beauty Lin seemed a little impatient, "A person like him who lives in other worlds wouldn’t bother with small matters; our project team has worked hard to secure many things for everyone!"

Her words carried a hint of anger... Don’t take it for granted, you’re ignoring our efforts!

The person on the other end of the line realized they misspoke, even though they held a higher position, they immediately apologized, "Sorry, Director Lin, that’s not what I meant... about the Rain Prayer Array?"

"No need to stop in a hurry," Beauty Lin had learned the general characteristics of the Rain Prayer Array over the past few days, "Stop twenty minutes before the sandstorm arrives, otherwise the clouds scatter too early, easily exposing the warship."

The voice on the other side asked again, "The warship, should we cover it with something? But the area is so large... how to do it?"

Canvas and such, the military doesn’t lack these, there’s even desert camouflage, but the larger the area, the more stress it bears.

Beauty Lin thought for a moment and finally made an independent decision, "No need to cover, the important instruments can be moved into the two main battleships first, if the sandstorm really comes, the main battleship is the safest."

"Actually, we’ve brought windproof tents this time," the other side replied in a deep voice, "Protecting ourselves is not a big issue."

"Don’t be reckless," Beauty Lin hung up the phone, then shook her head, it was indeed the same indomitable army.

Feng Jun returned earlier than Beauty Lin expected, about an hour and a half.

Upon his return, he stated, "Alright, continue with the preparations, we can test fly today."

Beauty Lin blinked and asked, "The sandstorm... settled?"

"Settled," Feng Jun nodded, "The storm center will pass 180 kilometers away, it won’t significantly affect this test flight."

Beauty Lin blinked in disbelief and asked, "Was it their calculation error, or did you change the storm center?"

"I made a slight modification," Feng Jun replied lightly, "The modification wasn’t hard, the difficult part was the calculation."

Actually, the calculation wasn’t hard either, he first located that vortex airflow, a bit of deduction revealed the general result.

Just that a sandstorm between Dust Level and Golden Core Level, though describing a sandstorm this way feels a bit inappropriate, but explaining a concept, everyone will understand: if there was a Golden Core Level Rain Prayer Array, this sandstorm couldn’t shake the Rain Prayer Array.

But unfortunately, the electric version of the Rain Prayer Array is only at the Qi Refining Stage. Firstly, Feng Jun felt this level was enough and hadn’t deduced a Dust Level electric Rain Prayer Array, and secondly... it would consume too much electricity.

Currently, in the Taklimakan, a lot of wind power has been built, but wind power is too unstable, so the military brought diesel generator vehicles, yet even so, power supply is tight.

So, even if Feng Jun could deduce a Dust Level electric Rain Prayer Array, setting aside material issues, it wouldn’t be feasible for now.

It’s actually quite simple to slightly alter the sandstorm’s route.

If Feng Jun wasn’t afraid of causing a sensation, he could directly dispel this sandstorm entirely—Golden Core Masters can move mountains and overturn seas, but unfortunately, during dispersion, many anomalies would appear in frontal confrontation, which he didn’t wish to happen.

Modifying the route required little Spiritual Energy and was less conspicuous, so why not?

However, during the operation, he did conduct many simulations and achieved results that satisfied him.

Interestingly, his simulations here even attracted the Guardian’s attention—though there’s some distance between the Alxa League and the Taklimakan, there’s not much to concern here due to its vastness and sparse population, making the Guardian quite bored.

So it actually contacted Feng Jun directly, "What’s going on?"

After Feng Jun explained his intentions, the Guardian’s reaction was, "You’re really bored, give me a thousand upper Spirit Stones, and I’ll handle it for you."

"This isn’t even worth a hundred upper Spirit Stones," Feng Jun outright refused, "If it wasn’t for not wanting to attract attention, it’s just a few hundred middle Spiritual Energy, I’m considering redirecting it now."

"Then a hundred upper Spirit Stones, I’ll handle it," the Guardian didn’t mind either—the key is, apart from Feng Jun, it has no other source of Spirit Stones, "You’re doing so well in the Cultivation World, would a hundred upper Spirit Stones count for anything?"

Since the Guardian said so, how could Feng Jun not agree? He doesn’t like currying favor with leaders, but he has deep respect for predecessors from the Cultivation World who have helped him multiple times, "I ask you for a favor this time, how can it not be five hundred upper Spirit Stones? Shall I... place them on the ground?"

Then the five hundred upper Spirit Stones he placed on the ground disappeared, the Guardian operated, and said it was done.

Feng Jun simulated again, confirmed it was done, the sandstorm would subtly change course, then the magnitude would increase, finally passing 180 kilometers from the test site.

After the Five Rings, these kinds of simulations became really convenient for him.