Big Data Cultivation

Faced with He Runxian’s response, Feng Jun found it both infuriating and amusing, "What if the military acts shamelessly?"

He Runxian resumed his script-reading tone, "Actually, the military has its own difficulties. I suggest some understanding; the Human Federation still needs to unite to face the great enemy of humanity together."

Minister Shen heard this and couldn’t help but glare at him: Is it that hard to speak with some emotion?

"I only recognize profit," Feng Jun replied without hesitation, "If it wasn’t for making money, would I come all the way here... Am I not insane?"

"We’ll definitely let you make money, buying at five times the pre-war price," He Runxian continued reciting the script without expression, "The key is... tax-free... assuring no one checks your taxes."

Even if Feng Jun hadn’t realized the risks of this transaction before, the word "tax-free" was enough to alert him. Previously, He Runxian had never mentioned anything about pre-tax or post-tax when discussing business.

Deals in the gray area could never involve taxes, even if the Human Federation taxed aggressively.

But Feng Jun didn’t bother with this and instead stated directly, "No matter what, I would also trade goods for goods. Expecting me to pay for the energy stones in advance is wishful thinking... Show me your goods first. If they seem right, then I’ll pay the energy stones."

"I don’t have any goods," He Runxian finally asserted himself. He wasn’t going to risk his own goods — the other party always paid a deposit in advance, but this time they had to see a rabbit before releasing the eagle, clearly with malicious intent.

"No goods? Then what are you talking about?" Feng Jun replied dismissively, "Disconnecting the handset... I’ve got plenty to handle!"

Minister Shen extended two fingers towards He Runxian: Let’s use the second plan.

You’re really asking for trouble! He Runxian thought clearly, but he had no obligation to prompt Minister Shen, "How about this, a brigade-level combat spaceship, along with all the supporting units... How many energy stones are you willing to offer?"

"Brigade-level?" Feng Jun was a bit surprised. He currently had five regiment-level combat units. Brigade-level, he indeed didn’t have.

However, brigade-level and regiment-level aren’t that different; division-level is where the real difference lies, so he asked, "Does it have a jumping function?"

"No," He Runxian replied straightforwardly, "Jumping function... is mostly considered by division-level units, but if you have this requirement, we can also consider it..."

"No need to say so much," Feng Jun rudely interrupted him, "Where do I go to pick up this combat unit?"

"The pickup location, I still need to verify," He Runxian glanced cautiously at Minister Shen next to him, "So, is it time to discuss the price now... How many energy stones should it be converted into?"

"Whatever it should be," Feng Jun responded bluntly, "After cooperating for so long, do you think I’ll shortchange you on some energy stones?"

He Runxian hesitated for a moment, meekly stating, "But... shouldn’t we set a price?"

"Don’t talk to me about price," Feng Jun harshly cut him off, "Do the business if you want, if not, then forget it. It’s not like I’m begging you to do it... I really don’t care about equipment that can’t jump, decide and then contact me!"

His temper wasn’t really that bad, but after knowing how rough Minister Shen could be, he didn’t feel like letting them off easily. Why should he back down?

On the other end of the handset, He Runxian and Minister Shen also stared each other down.

"What are you looking at? Contact him," Minister Shen maintained a condescending attitude, "What kind of codes are you sending? I don’t understand any of this. You want to swindle armaments, right? I’m definitely not getting involved."

"Why are you talking at all if you’re not involved!" He Runxian couldn’t hold back, "I’m done with this job; let whoever wants to contact him do it... This approach of yours will get you shot on the street!"

"And who do you think you are?" Minister Shen sneered, giving him a sideways glance, "When I’m doing business, you were still drinking milk."

"Go to hell," He Runxian directly grabbed the handset, "Friend, don’t wait anymore, Hesheng won’t cooperate with you in the future!"

After putting down the handset, he looked challengingly at the other, "Come on, arrest me... Is it worth the death penalty?"

"Haha," Minister Shen laughed heartily up to the sky, laughing for a long time before speaking, "Is the signal jammed?"

"Jammed," a young military officer responded, "Reporting to the chief, point-to-point quantum handset jamming... has been completed."

"Haha, still a bit green, aren’t you?" Minister Shen glanced sideways at He Runxian, "I’m not mocking you, but you on the wild road don’t understand the capability of the regular army, do you?"

He Runxian was thoroughly fed up with this guy, so he waved his hand, "Then you do it; I have voice modulation software here."

"Your voice modulation software, can it compare to the military’s?" Minister Shen scoffed, "Initially, we wanted to give Hesheng a chance, but unfortunately, you don’t appreciate it."

Next, he waved his hand, and someone from the military handed over a small device that looked like an earpiece, "You see, it’s the military’s voice changer. Next... I’ll replace you to negotiate with them. You can raise objections, but they will mostly be retained."

He Runxian laughed angrily, but considering that the broker could remotely sense their state, he sneered and said, "I have no objections."

Minister Shen tried the voice-changing software and then spoke, "Alright, mark it down... Sir, Hesheng truly doesn’t have the capability to obtain military-grade warp equipment... Is there any problem? If not, send it out!"

Feng Jun quickly responded, "Not having this capability, what are you talking to me about?"

"But we have sincerity," Minister Shen continued in imitation, "You can try it out, pay for the energy stones once you’re satisfied."

The voice from the other side seemed a bit tempted, "Pay for the energy stones once satisfied? Lao He, aren’t you afraid I might break my promise?"

"In my impression, you’re not such a person," Minister Shen continued in imitation, "Of course, paying the energy stones in advance would be even better."

"You’re overthinking it," Feng Jun stated in a deep voice, "A wise man acts first then a gentleman; on this planet, energy stones don’t lack buyers... Spare me the nonsense, I’m busy, where do we pick up the goods?"

"Of course, it’s still the Dumbbell Star System," Minister Shen answered without hesitation—he was acting as He Runxian now, prepared with relevant news and personality profile, "It’s in the place of last time’s satellite, but I’m not sure if it’s ready now."

"Not ready, why are you talking to me?" The other side was quite impatient, "I have some other things now, let’s talk again next month."

It’s only the beginning of the month, isn’t it? Minister Shen was anxious too, "Information is delayed on Xingzheng Star, still have to guard against discovery by the Military Department, whether things are ready over there or not, find some time to take a look, does that hurt?"

The other side was silent for a moment, seemingly tempted, "If it’s not appropriate, I can decline, right?"

"Of course, that’s how it is. The reputation of our Hesheng has this bit of face," Minister Shen boldly spoke, "If you like it, please pay promptly."

Feng Jun turned off the handset, tossed it into the Storage Bag, shook his head in disbelief: I merely pretend to show up, unexpectedly someone offers to send me a whole set of brigade-level military equipment?

In the next moment, his body disappeared from his spot, and several newly orbiting satellites swept by, without detecting any sign of human presence, then information was sent out, "Handset position, no sign of life activity."

Minister Shen, receiving the information, smiled indifferently, "Quite cautious, but... does anyone think that’s enough?"

Then he glanced not far at He Runxian, shook his head disdainfully, "Ultimately just small cleverness, not great wisdom."

Feng Jun arrived at the satellite, not rushing into the warehouse but using his mobile phone to simulate, sure enough, not only had very covert surveillance equipment been increased, but several micro space monitors had been added overhead.

Big Boss also sensed something, "Quite malicious, those surveillance devices... destroying them will trigger defense."

"Just paralyze the defense system first," Feng Jun indicated indifferently, and then his body flashed, using stealth to enter the warehouse.

The warehouse was certainly unoccupied, but in the depths of outer space, a fleet was hiding, eyeing like a tiger.

Others piloting transport ships were slowly transporting ships to the satellite—the brigade-level facilities were indeed not fully equipped, but not lacking much either, occasionally perfecting some supplies, mainly wanting close contact with the other side.

Feng Jun calculated the supplies, felt it was about enough, no need to wait any longer, so he made several marks, donned the mecha, raised the plasma cannon, and fired without hesitation.

His body quickly flashed, in a brief few seconds, he destroyed the defense weapons related to surveillance, not by wiping out the weapons entirely, but by interrupting control lines or energy supply pipelines.

His shooting naturally triggered the defense mechanism’s counterattack, but in the next moment, his figure directly vanished.

Five million kilometers away from there, a hidden fleet of space battleships, due to transmission delay, was only then reacting, "Terrible, someone’s sabotaging in the warehouse... quickly dispatch the micro surveillance satellites there."

They hadn’t received the news yet and didn’t know Minister Shen impersonated He Runxian and had already communicated with the other side.

Anyway, no matter what, as long as there’s a slip-up here, the fleet must react, even if it means confronting the mysterious forces of the Human Race head-on—it is a matter of stance, first to showcase the Federation’s determination.

However, with Feng Jun’s departure, the defense system couldn’t lock onto "threatening life forms," pseudo-life forms, or powerful weapons; after a while, it just stopped.

Feng Jun understood such a reaction well, so he entered the warehouse again. This time, he switched to another mecha—the mechas he used were all military-standard, not worried others would see his origins.

He wore the mecha, leisurely destroyed six surveillance spots, sure enough, the defense mechanism had little reaction.