Starting Cultivation in Wasteland

In the beginning, Koning was very repulsed by Celestial Sound’s attitude.

But in the end, he was a bit worried. The resentment from the other party was so intense that it might... bring danger to himself.

Even if he was willing to run at the front to earn some hard money, who could guarantee that this little girl wouldn’t burn bridges after crossing the river?

He was not overly worried; during most of Koning’s life, he had seen too much ugliness.

The Kongse Clan’s encounter was tragic, but he had heard of occurrences even worse than the Kongse’s.

In this society, there are quite a few large powers that devour without spitting out bones!

Including Kong Se himself, who had used others and discarded them mercilessly afterward.

Morality? It doesn’t exist! Once you have no more value, are they supposed to keep you to share profits?

Just like Terry Supreme, who wouldn’t dare to touch too many dry shares of Yunwu Mountain— the greedier you are, the quicker you die.

If it was just something of the Marriott Group’s level, Koning would dare to haggle a bit relying on his local Supreme network.

But the other side was stronger and more brutal than Marriott, with old grudges with Kongse— how could he gamble on their character?

Especially when it involved something like "noble honor."

So he nodded, "Actually, there’s more to your uncle’s matter, shall we talk in the car?"

Celestial Sound had a glimmer of confusion in her eyes. This car... should I get on or not?

It wasn’t that she was afraid of mishaps. She had already prepared mentally when she proactively approached the other party for discussion.

She was initially responsible for vigilance and backup on the periphery; what she was doing now had already violated the two Supremes’ prior plans.

Just then, a faint spiritual power entered her mind, "!"

"That’s the boss!" Celestial Sound realized it was calling her to follow... so she decided to go.

At that moment, she truly admired the boss for caring so much about her despite having just killed so many people and still daring to linger nearby.

What Mu Yu had said was entirely correct; the boss wouldn’t abandon any teammate.

Actually, it was her lack of experience. Qu Jianlei and Mu Yu had already withdrawn swiftly, long gone, and were just observing her from afar.

However, chaos reigned in the area, forcing many energy detection instruments to reduce sensitivity to prevent setting off alarms everywhere.

These interfering factors allowed Qu Jianlei to dare to release a bit of spiritual power.

It could be considered a beautiful misunderstanding.

After Celestial Sound got into the car, at Koning’s hint, the driver in the front seat raised the soundproof panel.

In the backseat, neither of them spoke. The car remained silent, and after two or three minutes of driving, Koning slowly opened his mouth.

"Aren’t you curious why no one helped your uncle despite his connections?"

"Just a power difference," Celestial Sound answered crispily, "If he were Supreme, he’d naturally have someone to help."

"It’s not that simple," Koning shook his head, speaking plainly, "In this grudge, your uncle had his faults. May I speak?"

"Yes," Celestial Sound slightly nodded, answering quite crisply, "I also want to understand the cause and effect."

"But let me state in advance, if it’s untrue or you want me to give up revenge, then I can only offend you."

She indeed wanted to know the truth, but who was right or wrong didn’t matter— she came along with powerful helpers, not to reason!

Koning was slightly relieved by the first half of her words, but the second half wiped out his delusion altogether.

This little girl surely sides with her own instead of reason— it’s just that noble style.

But it didn’t matter; understanding her character, he understood how to handle things.

"You should have heard that your uncle’s mine wasn’t that large originally— it expanded after several extensions, right?"

Kong Se’s Lordship was descended step by step from Viscount, tracing back further, the initial fief wasn’t here.

More than five hundred years ago, Kong Se’s fifth-generation ancestor, having lost the family fief, led the clan here.

When he bought the mine, it was only more than 200 square kilometers; by the time Kong Se had his incident, it was over 700 square kilometers.

This was a slow expansion process, during which many expansions... the methods weren’t exactly legal.

But it was not surprising. Mining was a business from nothing, involving huge profits, so who would be unblemished?

The land with the gold mine was swallowed later when the original owner’s family declined and had to lower the price to sell.

Kong Se’s ancestors didn’t use disgraceful means in this acquisition— at least the seller’s decline had nothing to do with them.

The Kongse Clan bought this land purely to connect several mining areas, making it easier for their management.

Moreover, this land had been thoroughly surveyed, and there were essentially no mineral veins.

The Kongse Clan had many mines to operate, so they didn’t send anyone to explore this one aggressively— it was left aside initially.

Unexpectedly, shortly after Kong Se assumed the title, an old friend came over wanting to buy a piece of land.

Their relationship was indeed good; not only were they schoolmates, but they also experienced battles together.

But Kong Se awkwardly stated, that this is ancestral property and can’t be sold, choose another, and I can sell it to you at half price.

The friend, however, stated that he wanted to buy a bit more so that it connects with the outside world, instead of being surrounded by your mines.

Kong Se still insists on not selling, but he also said that if you can clearly explain the purpose, he might consider cooperating with you on investment.

In a society where interests are paramount, this request isn’t too much.

Selling is impossible, but cooperation on development is fine. The key is that your information must be valuable.

The other party responded by saying he just wanted to gamble on luck; if there’s no gold, then they’ll go into farming and breeding.

At that time, Kong Se thought this friend was really baffling, saying that since you’re not telling the truth, let’s just leave it at that.

However, despite saying this, his curiosity was completely piqued—what exactly is this guy up to?

So he sent people to gather information, and simultaneously dispatched a prospecting team to search for minerals.

In the blink of an eye, several years passed, and the prospecting team didn’t find anything.

The total area was a mere hundred square kilometers, a tiny place, so probing it was really easy.

Kong Se didn’t take it to heart; prospecting is like this, sometimes you gain, sometimes you lose.

Just when he was about to forget the matter, rumors circulated that the land did indeed have minerals, discovered by the previous owner.

It’s just that the minerals were too precious, and they dared not extract them. Later generations did not receive the related information and cluelessly sold the land.

After hearing the news, Kong Se felt oddly suspicious—how could such a message reach my ears?

He secretly sent people to investigate, only to be astonished to discover the source of the rumors was actually the grandson of the original seller!

Upon further investigation, he was even more shocked to find out his old friend had previously bought books from the seller’s grandson!

So this clue connected the whole story.

Kong Se, feeling he could still communicate with his old friend, directly approached him and said, "You sly devil, trying to take advantage right on my turf?"

He was straightforward, and the other party was frank too, saying if mineral revenues are high, how much would you share with me if I told you directly?

This question truly strikes the heart, considered a dilemma in most parts of the world.

From Kong Se’s perspective, the land ownership is his, and so is the mining right. If there really are minerals, he would find them eventually.

The other party, just with a piece of information, wanted to earn a lot; isn’t that crazy poor?

Instead, the opposite party thought: I have an information monopoly, if you don’t offer enough, I’m not telling you!

Of course, you could slowly discover it, but isn’t wealth accumulation better done sooner?

Later, Lord Kong Se promised to give the other party 30% shares in exchange for mineral information.

On the day the gold vein was found, Kong Se personally took action and killed his old friend.

He didn’t consider himself ruthless; the other party tried to take advantage first and then asked for a fortune.

However, the old friend wasn’t completely unguarded and somehow managed to record his own encounter on video.

At that time, the video wasn’t sent and remained in a local surveillance camera, only to be forwarded a year later.

Additionally, the footage didn’t capture Lord Kong Se’s face directly, but rather a side profile from a secretive angle.

But what Kong Se said was recorded quite clearly.

"I already told you, you’re not smart enough to handle this... if I really sell you that land, can you defend it?"

"It’s not that I don’t want to help you, the cards in your hand are truly too few... isn’t it better to earn a bit of information fee steadily?"

This piece of footage wasn’t widely spread; most hadn’t seen it, and Koning hadn’t either, but he heard of it.

Then Marriott came around looking for trouble, saying that Kong Se’s friend was a senior member of Marriott—what’s this we hear about him dying at your hands?

Upon hearing this news, Kong Se reportedly nearly collapsed.

Clearly, he was being calculated—the mastermind was a colossal entity like Marriott.

The old friend didn’t have the authority to swallow 30% of the gold mine profits, but Marriott had the capacity, didn’t it?

With this chain of causality, Kong Se’s goodwill notwithstanding, its effectiveness was limited—his old friend was also a Qingsha local.

Naturally, some were skeptical, willing to support Kong Se, saying so what if he killed a person, what’s it matter if it was a Marriott subordinate?

Koning stated, "...I supported your uncle at that time too, but he killed someone and was caught on film; what support could I offer?"

Imperial privileges mean being careful not to leave traces when killing—here, the presumption of innocence matters, not the presumption of guilt.

Unless powerful enough to judge freely.

Celestial Sound was indifferent after hearing the causality, "I understand, but what’s your goal in saying all this?"

Koning was quiet for a moment, then answered, "I just want to tell you, this isn’t as simple as you think."

In fact, he wished through this conversation to ease the other’s resentment—at least to ensure his own safety somewhat.

Young people inevitably act impulsively; with the other’s emotions unstable, one must be careful not to escalate the conflict.

Upon hearing her question, he also sighed inwardly.

I am also a dignified Supreme, when did I become so deferential when dealing with Low Tier Awakener?

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