Big Data Cultivation

Ninth Brother’s lament made the two people who came with him a bit dissatisfied. However, because of his high prestige, they didn’t say anything, though their hearts were filled with resentment. They wanted to see what was inside the wooden boxes.

San San’s truck soon arrived. It’s a heavy-duty truck equipped with a mechanical arm, with a tarp that can be raised and lowered on the truck’s cargo bed, suitable for transporting either resources or large Insect Race corpses.

Compared to the heavy-duty truck, the items in the kitchen were nothing. The mechanical arm reached out and quickly grasped all the wooden boxes onto the truck, raising the tarp top in the process.

The vehicle sped along, arriving at an abandoned metal recycling center. The area was large enough and had enclosed warehouses.

The truck drove into a warehouse, and the group turned on the lights to unload the wooden boxes. When the first box was opened, everyone present gasped in unison, "Is this... a Severe Injury Recovery Pod?"

The Severe Injury Recovery Pod is currently a top-class market item, with many people queuing up to use it.

Opening another box, everyone became even more amazed: it was Organizational Healing Fluid.

This is also a popular item, the matching liquid for the Severe Injury Recovery Pod. Though there’s no quota limit, it is a consumable.

Besides this, there were also nanobots, sterile portable surgical tables, etc. — all top-class items on Xingzheng Star.

Additionally, there were two boxes of food containing rice, flour, dehydrated vegetables, and meat, along with two boxes of energy blocks.

The Chen Family members, who had seen much of the world, considered these items unimpressive before the war, with the most expensive being the two Severe Injury Recovery Pods, yet even those weren’t exceptional.

However, at this moment, these supplies were not things money could buy, as even three to five General Level Insect Race corpses couldn’t exchange for these.

What made everyone gape was that each box contained a piece of paper stating "Resources and XX Mall are evenly split."

Everyone present knew this mall, and several clan members of the Chen Clan Association had rented counters there, "Why... should they get half?"

"Don’t be so disgraceful, okay?" Ninth Brother slammed the wooden box in anger and shouted, "These were freely given... freely given items, are you truly taking them so confidently?"

This time, San San cooperated well with Ninth Brother, "Yes, who knows if they intended to give some to the mall, incidentally benefiting us? Our Chen Family may lack in other areas, but in shrewdness, who can catch up?"

"But..." someone was truly reluctant yet lacked the courage to speak.

"Alright, I’m also reluctant... after all, the Chen Family needs so much," Ninth Brother sighed and spoke contemplatively, "However, at the start, I didn’t dare hope for so much. People should be content, especially when these items are freely given."

"Ninth Brother," San San couldn’t help but speak up, "Why would someone freely give them to us?"

Ninth Brother hesitated for a moment but still answered with a bitter smile, "They deal in large business, looking down on this little trade..."

Needless to say, he recounted the course of events, ending with a bitter smile, "Main Battleship... where can I get one?"

Others also fell into silence. Although the Chen Clan Association reached into various industries and had people in the army, they truly had no outlets in arms deals.

This was determined by their identity, as natives of Xingzheng Star, they had little external connection, while those engaging in arms trades must have off-planet relations — Frontier Star hardly had any arms production capability.

After a while, San San spoke up, "Yet they still gave us medicine and food, why... it’s impossible it was to humiliate you, Ninth Brother?"

Ninth Brother had been puzzled by this too. After thinking for a while, he spoke up, "Perhaps... the mall could get arms?"

The owner of the second largest mall in Xiajing was also a native of Xingzheng Star, but they had numerous channels in the Federation, otherwise, such a large mall couldn’t operate. It’s not impossible they might be linked to arms dealers.

"I think not," San San shook his head, speaking in a deep voice, "Arms deals are ultimately not public; if the other side is sure the mall can procure arms, why involve the Chen Family? This only adds risk unnecessarily."

Ninth Brother nods in agreement, "I think so too, which is why I’m perplexed. Giving us these items... couldn’t be just to do good deeds, could it?"

Unexpectedly, this most ludicrous guess was closest to the truth.

A few Chen Family members exchanged glances, finally, San San spoke up, "Ninth Brother, can you recount the events in detail?"

Ninth Brother also knew, though he wasn’t stupid, facing issues required collective wisdom, so he detailed the events, "... everyone think hard about it, maybe I’m overthinking it."

A Chen Family member hesitated to speak, "Actually, I feel... they might not necessarily need arms because they asked you, Ninth Brother, several times what you can offer, meaning other trades might be possible."

"That’s right," San San nodded, "What they are likely interested in is the reputation of the Chen Clan Association."

Ninth Brother could only smile bitterly, "But how can I represent the Chen Clan Association? Although everyone has been kind enough not to abandon me, and I’ve managed to become a director, I really don’t have the qualifications to represent the clan to discuss matters."

The clan association is said to be close-knit, but there are varying degrees of relations; certainly, relations are stronger than with outsiders, but there are all sorts of small groups within the association.

"Then find someone qualified," San San spoke without hesitation, "If people can send so many medical supplies, they could send more. Since we can’t handle this order, why not benefit the entire clan association?"

"I don’t oppose your words," Ninth Brother nodded, "But if it’s for the entire clan association, a lot more resources are needed. I suspect the other party might not be able to provide them."

"I also think they might not be able to provide it, but why not give it a try?" San San, being young, was in the age of daring, "Since they have requirements, we can absolutely try it without losing anything."

Someone raised an objection, "If they truly can’t provide that much medical supplies, and it turns into a joke, it will tarnish Ninth Brother’s reputation."

"At this time, who cares about reputation," another person voiced opposition, "Get as much medical supplies as we can... What if it’s not enough? It’s better than nothing!"

"I have a suggestion," a Chen Family member who had been silent spoke up, "Let’s first summarize what we might offer to the other party and let them choose themselves. If there’s something they value, we can discuss the price then..."

"If Ninth Brother can’t make the decision, we can invite the prominent figures of the clan association to make the final decision, so Ninth Brother doesn’t lose face."

"That’s doable," San San nodded in support, "Let’s make a list first."

"Hold on," someone else spoke up, "What about the shopping mall? Should we discuss with them?"

"No need," others shook their heads unanimously, "Just deliver the goods first. If they don’t ask, we won’t say, and if they ask, we won’t say much... These days, who hates having more supplies? Anyway, the person who sent the goods didn’t ask us to speak much."

"Then that’s how it is," Ninth Brother made the decision, "San San will deliver the goods to the mall, Xiao Mao will go back to draft the list, and I’ll hurry to bring the medicine and equipment home... Uncle Five is already close to his limit."

"Wait, Ninth Brother," Xiao Mao couldn’t help but call out, "Who will we give this list to?"

"To me," Ninth Brother calmly stated, "I have my ways."

When San San took the goods over, the owner of the mall was jumping with anxiety. Three people were seriously injured in the mall today, and the most severely injured one had already been arranged for treatment—after all, a lot of bugs were killed today, and three Colonel Level Insect Race quotas were obtained from Feng Jun.

But quite a few people were injured today, and the remaining two seriously injured people had to wait in line, which made the owner anxious. At this hour usually, she would be resting, as the night is a rare peaceful time—the Insect Race disturbances are more likely in the daytime.

But the injuries of the two remaining serious cases were also severe, forcing her to run around trying to see if she could arrange treatment sooner.

If urgent treatment can’t be arranged, and it’s delayed until tomorrow night, more wounded will appear. Those wounded might hold more achievements, and if so, when her security personnel would get treatment is uncertain.

Just as she was burning with impatience, San San appeared, calling her out and showcasing the medical equipment and supplies on the truck.

The owner immediately decided, saying she wanted the goods and asked for a price—she wasn’t short of medical personnel, as there’s an emergency room in the mall, but what’s lacking are equipment and supplies.

San San expressed, these supplies are free; someone has entrusted the Chen Family to deliver them to you.

The owner was directly baffled, not for free... Then what do you want, and who instructed you?

San San stated he knew nothing; someone just asked him to deliver, and explicitly not to ask for money... If you feel uncomfortable not paying, I can take them back.

Keep them! The owner was very friendly to Feng Jun’s transformed child, but fundamentally, she was responsible: the goods are delivered to my doorstep, there’s no reason not to accept them, as for the price? We can discuss that later.

However, in the end, she still asked: What do you expect to get from me?

San San, inspired, replied: We’re just delivery men, but... can you get a Military Main Battleship?

Can’t get it! The owner replied without hesitation: We’re in legitimate business.

She actually did have a way to get a Military Main Battleship—at least her husband had the capability, but opening such a mall had already positioned her against competitors; if someone took advantage and played tricks to ruin the mall with such a small matter, it would be meaningless.

This favor she would definitely recognize, but she absolutely didn’t want to take any more risks.

Seeing this, San San didn’t say much and turned to leave—he had already gotten the information he wanted.

But the owner said: It’s from the Chen Family, right? I’m familiar with many of your clan; if you can clarify this matter, I’ll owe you a favor, or I could find out from others.