Big Data Cultivation

Ninth Brother was overseeing the unloading, accompanied by two others. None of the three paid attention to how the person beside them appeared.

A young man reached for the laser pistol at his waist—this place belonged to the recycling company; it was private territory.

"Don’t, he’s a partner," Ninth Brother quickly gestured, then turned to Feng Jun, "We’ll discuss our matters later."

"Alright," Feng Jun nodded and turned to leave the recycling company’s yard—it seemed there was a pharmaceutical manufacturer present, so it wasn’t appropriate to talk.

As expected, Ninth Brother casually issued a few instructions before turning and following him outside, speaking softly, "Sir, take your time. I’ve prepared the goods, but we’re short on raw materials... mainly because the initial calculation was based on pre-war prices, my fault."

Feng Jun understood their situation, so he nodded and asked calmly, "What’s your plan?"

"Recover the price difference from other pharmaceutical production lines," Ninth Brother smiled wryly and spread his hands, "I really didn’t intend this, please forgive me."

Feng Jun nodded, "I’m indifferent to this, but the question is... have you contacted all those production lines?"

"We’ve finalized the lines for treating Alzheimer’s and nervous weakness," Ninth Brother rubbed his forehead, "We’re negotiating for the cancer treatment line; it’s a complete system and a bit more complicated... Couldn’t do it yesterday, could I?"

Feng Jun was indifferent to the previous statements, but the last sentence left him dumbfounded, "What do you mean?"

"Ah," Ninth Brother sighed softly, realizing he acted recklessly under pressure from the Chen Clan Association yesterday.

He obtained pharmaceuticals and energy blocks and obviously had to share with his clan members—if members lacked this understanding, there’d be no need for the association.

Then naturally someone asked him, where did you get these things from, could our association do anything?

This was expected, but Ninth Brother had already made up his mind and was in partnership with the boss lady, not wanting clan members to interfere, so he expressed, I’ll strive to find resources for everyone, just cooperate.

The association members were displeased, especially since he needed their help to negotiate pharmaceutical production lines, leading to suspicion he wanted to hoard benefits, and unpleasant remarks were made.

Ninth Brother got angry, saying, I’m taking huge risks to find resources for everyone, and this is how you view me?

He understood that the person he was in contact with was definitely suspicious and couldn’t be exposed, so he was under immense pressure, working for the association—introducing them would cause even more trouble!

However, these words were inappropriate, so in a fit of impulse, he went out and fought with insects.

His antics quieted the Chen Clan Association, as everyone knew his fiery temper from his youth, and now he was provoked to such a degree, they decided to let it be,

No one in the association was thinking of profiting from war; they just wanted to support Ninth Brother by gathering more resources for the clan, since he could be reckless sometimes.

"This really is... such a mess," Feng Jun chuckled and shook his head incredulously.

"Who could disagree?" Ninth Brother shook his head too, his expression strange, "I know they mean well, but I can’t handle it."

"Alright, enough of this," Feng Jun indicated he wasn’t interested, "How many energy stones are the two production lines worth? Also... do you have pharmaceutical lines for treating diabetes and the three highs?"

"Diabetes is easy to handle; ordinary production lines are easy to find, genetic and variant types are a bit troublesome," Ninth Brother, fairly knowledgeable about diabetes, then asked, "What’s the three highs?"

Feng Jun readily answered, "High cholesterol, high blood pressure, and high blood sugar."

"So that’s what it is," Ninth Brother said, realizing, "Isn’t there also high purine?"

Feng Jun found the purine term unfamiliar but remembered, "High uric acid is mainly due to unhealthy lifestyles; I think those lacking restraint deserve some hardship."

He was aware that in the current Earth Realm Huaxia, many suffered from gout, but he hadn’t actively sought similar pharmaceuticals.

"I agree with your perspective!" Surprisingly, Ninth Brother strongly agreed with him, but soon shifted his focus, "But some, like military personnel in harsh environments, might develop chronic conditions."

"That’s true too," Feng Jun nodded in agreement, "Then it’s four highs, do you have pharmaceutical lines for treating these four conditions?"

"That’s the Life Restoration Liquid and Gene Restoration Liquid," Ninth Brother spread his hands reluctantly, "We’re still pursuing those production lines at the Chen Family, but other forces monopolize them... aside from patent barriers, there are review barriers."

"Is that so?" Feng Jun raised an eyebrow, "What happens if you force production? Is it a technical issue, or will people die?"

Ninth Brother was silent for a moment and then uttered three words, "People will die."

"People will die? Then it’s no problem," Feng Jun laughed upon hearing this, "Help me keep an eye out for it... it shouldn’t be cheap, right?"

Ninth Brother had his mouth slightly open, staring at him in disbelief: People will die... so it’s no problem?

After a brief pause, his expression turned bitter again, "Sir, it’s not a matter of price... You may not fear trouble, but I do."

Feng Jun blinked and then chuckled, "I won’t reveal your involvement, don’t worry. Weren’t you quite impressive yesterday?"

Good against insects, but good against people, that’s different, right? Ninth Brother felt a bitterness in his mouth and initially wanted to explain. As long as he inquired about the news, things might get out of hand, but in the end, he just nodded, "I will do my best."

"You haven’t told me yet, how much are those two production lines worth in terms of energy stones?" Feng Jun asked again.

"Two production lines... let’s say eighty million tons of energy stones," Ninth Brother thought for a moment before answering, "These two lines are different from the first one, they don’t require much raw material and the technology is much higher, the normal price should be worth two hundred and fifty million tons of energy blocks."

"Then I’ll give you a hundred million tons," Feng Jun replied casually. The offer was sincere, and he didn’t want to shortchange someone honest, but he wouldn’t add too much either; he understood the saying about giving too much and incurring resentment.

Then he pointed to the recycling company nearby, "But your underground warehouse, I feel it can hold at most thirty million tons."

"That’s true," Ninth Brother nodded bitterly, "And here, it’s not very secure. At most, it can hold twenty million tons, no more than that. The rest... can you store them in the mall’s underground parking lot?"

"Underground parking lot..." Feng Jun furrowed his brows slightly and mused, "There should be surveillance, right?"

"It can be made to not have any," Ninth Brother replied bluntly, "Actually, I also had the mall advance some Federation currency for the purchase of the production line, don’t worry, it’s all trustworthy people."

"Then I’ll first pay eighty million tons," Feng Jun answered solemnly, "Here, twenty million tons, over there in the parking lot, sixty million tons. The remainder will be paid upon receipt of the goods. By the way, if you can get the diabetes treatment production line, help me advance the payment."

"No problem," Ninth Brother nodded with a smile, his ferocious face showing such an expression made others feel a bit uneasy, "The production line for diabetes treatment should be easy to acquire, after all, it’s mature technology... I’ll try to collect it all at once."

Feng Jun nodded, "That would be best, I can’t frequently transport either. Human nature is something to test as little as possible."

Test human nature? Ninth Brother was taken aback, not sure how to respond, so he simply asked, "Then, is it okay to store the three production lines together with medical equipment, medicines, and food?"

"That would be best," Feng Jun nodded and then asked, "Where do you plan to deliver the goods? Personally, I suggest not choosing the Dumbbell Star System."

"Not choose the Dumbbell Star System?" Ninth Brother was first taken aback, as it was relatively nearby, but the next moment he suggested, "Then... the Wufang Star System?"

The Wufang Star System is much further from Xingzheng Star, more than fifty million miles farther than the Dumbbell Star System, and the two systems are in different directions. Even if Feng Jun set off from the Dumbbell Star System, it still required over a hundred million miles to reach the Wufang Star System.

The good thing is, the Wufang Star System is slightly larger than the Dumbbell System, with one habitable planet and two mining planets; the bad thing is, the population is more diverse, and the security isn’t particularly good.

Since Ninth Brother chose this place, Feng Jun had no reason to object. He wouldn’t be heading to the Dumbbell System any time soon, "How long will it take to prepare the goods?"

"Approximately half a month," Ninth Brother gave a relatively long timeframe, but there was no choice. Initially, he had planned to deliver in the Dumbbell System, but now with this request, they could only switch to the Wufang System.

"Then half a month it is," Feng Jun didn’t mind, the main thing was... he also needed to figure out how to travel there physically. After all, it’s a new place, and he had no footprints.

They chatted a bit more, and as the sky began to brighten, Feng Jun quickly asked for directions to the mall’s parking lot, then turned and left. Ninth Brother patted his chest in assurance, saying he could get the access card by tonight and put the items in the underground warehouse.

Feng Jun planned to retrieve the production line tonight, so he did not refuse.

However, in the afternoon, something else came up. He sensed the Protective Talisman heating up, and it was Xia Nichang’s, so he flashed over to the Folding Ruler Star System.

After arriving, he swept his Divine Sense, finding seemingly... nothing happening?

But Luan Xiong True Sage had already sensed his arrival. His true infant flew over, "Feng Xiaoyou, we’ve almost eliminated the insects here. Tuotuo and I are thinking of looking for another insect-infested star system."