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Chapter 333: Discovery of the Farming Hideout
In the surveillance footage, patches of glowing wheat flickered under the light, each one being scooped up by a man’s spiritual energy and crushed into piles of white flour. Moments later, another man activated his spiritual force, compressing the flour into dense blocks—resembling bricks—stacked neatly in rows.
“They’re processing flour right here?” Zhang Yu thought to himself. “I don’t know what variety this is, but it’s clearly not ordinary. Just like Tianjing Rice, this flour isn’t something mundane.”
Fujie, too, had witnessed the scene through the power of her Ritual. She mused, “So this is how they’re packaging it for delivery? Hmm… much more space-efficient, and far easier to transport.”
Meanwhile, the words Darkness Seed Realm kept flashing in Zhang Yu’s mind.
Darkness Seed Realm—this was the forbidden domain Zhang Pianpian had warned him about the very first day he arrived at Wanfa University City. And after nearly a year living within the city, Zhang Yu knew full well: farming here was a capital offense. It violated both university rules and the law. Getting caught meant total ruin—your family, your wealth, your flesh, and even your soul would be drained to the last drop.
“They’re not just processing flour,” Zhang Yu mused. “Could they actually be growing it here?”
“Outrageous,” he muttered. “Absolutely brazen.”
Yet the more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. The Hui Long Garden stood directly atop a Spirit Vein, rich in spiritual energy—ideal conditions for cultivation. Then, a chilling thought struck him: Could this recent damage to the cemetery be connected to the Darkness Seed Realm?
Fujie nodded. “Could very well be. People who farm in this city are risking their lives every day. Killing witnesses? That’s just routine.”
“Given how desperate they’d be when cornered, resisting arrest would be natural. And in the chaos of a fight, destroying the cemetery wouldn’t be surprising.”
Zhang Yu stared at the surveillance feed—rows of flour bricks stacked like stone. His expression flickered—brow furrowed, then relaxed, then furrowed again. His eyes betrayed hesitation, even longing.
Fujie sensed his inner conflict. “What’s wrong? You want to take the shipment?”
Zhang Yu sighed. “In Wanfa University City, who wouldn’t be tempted by this much flour? But… it’s too dangerous.”
He stared at the footage, memories flooding back—his days of steady meals, the simple comfort of food. His mouth watered almost involuntarily.
“Would reporting this get me a reward?”
“But how do I explain how I found it?”
“I could say I used Ritual Power… but that’s hard to justify.”
For the next two days, Zhang Yu kept checking the surveillance feed, torn between fear and greed. Fujie finally said, “We’re missing too much info. We don’t know how many of them there are. We don’t know their strength. We don’t know how to handle the flour, or what happens if we report them.”
“Just… tell your sister. She’s in the University City Inspection Team now. She’d know more about the Darkness Seed Realm than we do.”
“Ask her what she thinks—say you found flour at the construction site.”
After a long pause, Zhang Yu nodded. Fujie was right. This was something he could talk to Zhang Pianpian about.
That night, while Yu Xinghan and Le Mulan were out, Zhang Yu placed the white powder in front of Zhang Pianpian.
“Sis,” he said, “is this flour?”
Zhang Pianpian glanced at it curiously, picked up a small amount, rubbed it between her fingers, then lightly licked it. Her eyes widened.
“Damn. It is flour. 99% pure Diqu Mai.”
Zhang Yu frowned. “99% pure? What does that mean?”
Zhang Pianpian explained. “Flour straight from the source is usually over 99% pure—very little impurities. But once it hits the market, sellers add fillers to inflate profits.”
“Some just add medicine or cement—still relatively harmless.”
“Others… well, you don’t want to know what they mix in.”
“By the time it reaches regular buyers, if it’s even 50% pure, it’s considered decent.”
Hearing her speak with such precision, Zhang Yu felt relieved—he hadn’t asked the wrong person.
“Where did you find this?” she asked.
When Zhang Yu said the Hui Long Garden construction site, Zhang Pianpian snapped into action. “Take me there.”
In no time, the two stood at the edge of the cemetery construction site.
“Brother,” she said, “if we catch those Darkness Seed Realm cultivators, you’ll have done me a huge favor.”
“When I arrest these madmen daring to farm in Wanfa University City, I’ll make sure to reward you properly.”
She pressed a finger to her temple. A holographic Lushu appeared before her in the Ling Realm Projection.
As her fingers danced rapidly across the virtual map, an invisible ripple spread from her, radiating outward in all directions.
Fayan Talisman — Activated!
A faint shimmer passed through her Eye Armor. Instantly, Zhang Yu’s Eye Armor feed appeared in her vision.
With the Fayan Talisman activated, Zhang Pianpian could now directly access the visual feed from another person’s Eye Armor—seeing the world through their eyes.
As she activated it, she added, “Just a heads-up—this is invasive. Using it on others is extremely rude. And if caught? It’s illegal.”
Zhang Yu mentally groaned. “Not just rude—this is outright illegal!”
“And I don’t even know how to do it!”
Zhang Pianpian continued. “But today’s talismans are my own custom modifications. They draw Divine Power, but they don’t register on the Ling Network. So Zheng Shen won’t notice.”
“Don’t record anything. Don’t share it with anyone.”
As she spoke, more images flooded her Eye Armor—real-time footage from the underground tunnels, showing the extremists processing flour.
Zhang Pianpian’s expression shifted—first joy, then shock.
Zhang Yu watched her closely. “Sis, what did you see?”
She spoke gravely. “There are definitely people from the Darkness Seed Realm here. The amount is massive. I can’t handle it alone…”
Zhang Yu froze. “You can’t handle it? Then you’ll need backup from the Inspection Team?”
Zhang Pianpian chuckled. “No. I mean I can’t eat this haul by myself.”
Zhang Yu blinked. “Huh?”
Wait… you’re not here to arrest them?
Zhang Pianpian clarified. “For small-scale violations, we just arrest them. But this… this is a major operation. Part of the catch goes to official records. The rest? We keep.”
She glanced at Zhang Yu. “Little brother, today I’ll teach you a lesson.”
“In Kunxu, you can’t afford to be reckless. But you can’t afford to be safe either.”
“Be too reckless—constantly chasing high-risk, high-reward gains—and you’ll eventually crash.”
“But never take risks? Rely only on steady work, hoping for slow advancement? That’s impossible.”
As she spoke, her fingers moved again—rapidly, precisely. The Surveillance Talisman flared to life, seizing control of the surveillance feeds visible through the criminals’ Eye Armor.
Then, using those same cameras, she activated the Fayan Talisman once more—gaining access to the visual feeds of every other person in the underground complex.
Back and forth—Fayan, Surveillance, Fayan, Surveillance—within moments, Zhang Pianpian had complete control over the entire hidden farming base.
Her Eye Armor flickered with dozens of live feeds, switching between views, analyzing every detail.
“Problem solved,” she said. “I’ve taken over their cameras and Eye Armor feeds. For the next two days, I’ll study their schedules, their movements. Then I’ll plan the raid.”
“But just the two of us? We’d need to subdue all of them and extract the flour… that’s tricky.”
Zhang Yu’s mind reeled. Wait… I’m being dragged into this?
He couldn’t help asking, “Sis, didn’t you tell me to stay away from the Darkness Seed Realm?”
Zhang Pianpian waved it off. “I said don’t farm. But arresting farmers? Stealing their harvest? That’s fine.”
Zhang Yu smirked. He’d already considered taking the flour—but lacked the confidence.
Now, with Zhang Pianpian leading the charge, his courage surged.
“Do you think Yu Xinghan and Le Mulan are trustworthy?” she asked.
Zhang Yu hesitated. “You want to bring them in?”
Zhang Pianpian nodded. “I’ve reviewed their chat logs and browsing history. Some things are still unclear, but overall… they seem reliable. What do you think?”
Zhang Yu’s stomach dropped. Oh no… did she check my browsing history too?
He didn’t dare ask. Instead, he said, “They’ve lent me money before. I trust them.”
“Good,” she said. “Go back and test the waters. I’ll monitor their communications.”
“If they don’t leak anything, we’ll prepare tomorrow. Strike the next day.”
…
Wanfa University City
In a narrow alley deep within the lower 100 floors—unmonitored, nearly invisible—
“Sis,” said a man, “how’s it going?”
“Yeah, push a little harder.”
“Got it.”
Yu Xinghan wiped sweat from his brow, continuing his massage.
Suddenly, his Eye Armor flashed with a notification.
Zhang Yu: Old Cold, got something to talk about. When are you coming back?
Yu Xinghan: Busy. Not coming back tonight.
Zhang Yu: Important. Could make money.
As Yu Xinghan hesitated, a woman’s voice sighed from behind him. “Don’t stop. I’m enjoying this.”
He quickly resumed, then replied:
Yu Xinghan: Better than 0.06 Lingbi?
Zhang Yu: Higher than that.
Yu Xinghan: Wait for me.
(End of Chapter)
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