Capítulo 1751: Chapter 1753: A Great Harvest (Part 2)
Regarding the arrangents at the Daoist Temple, Johnson, Sophia’s bodyguard, had a few minor complaints. He thought Rose’s intelligence was sowhat worriso; compared to himself, she was probably just a foolish woman. However, her loyalty was beyond question, so he wouldn’t mind too much.
He also noticed Sophia’s courteous attitude towards Zhang Caixin, and so after Sophia left, whenever Rose couldn’t make up her mind, she’d seek Zhang Caixin’s advice; this was sothing he accepted. He even knew that this woman had connections with “Elder Lin.”
However, when Zhang Caixin left and directly instructed Rose to listen to Sister Hong, Johnson felt that this way of passing responsibilities wasn’t quite appropriate.
In fact, he was also very curious about what secrets were hidden in the area he couldn’t enter. He could guarantee that he didn’t want to betray his employer’s secrets, but… who wouldn’t have a bit of curiosity?
But when he saw that familiar-looking young Black man by Sister Hong’s side, he imdiately discarded all thoughts—this person, who even the FBI had a hard ti dealing with, was actually escorting this woman. How could he dare to have any other thoughts?
After Feng Jun arranged for the two of them to guard, he quietly left and headed to the formation steal Spirit Stones.
However, to his surprise, there was still a teorological monitoring ship from Sweden anchored at this sea area.
The nationality of the ship and such held no significance to Feng Jun, as it was undoubtedly fawning over the Mai Nation.
He thought about it and decided not to use the Soul-Suppressing Bell, choosing instead to dive in at night—if these guys discovered anything unusual, it wouldn’t be too late for him to take action then.
He dove to the formation site, picked up the big bell, and was filled with delight. In over two months, they had mined seven to eight hundred thousand Spirit Stones, equivalent to more than four million Standard Spirit Stones.
Thinking about how he worked himself to the bone, making projections with unparalleled flair, only making a hundred or two hundred thousand Spirit Stones a day—and not every day at that—he couldn’t help but sigh. Having a mine at ho really was different; you could earn money while lying down.
What made him especially happy was that a few pieces of Spirit Stones were no longer purely crimson but showed a faint tinging of yellow, aning the Spiritual Energy was more abundant. In other words, these Spirit Stones were trending towards becoming dium Grade Spirit Stones.
Feng Jun opened the side of the Array Plate operated by the formation and discovered that out of the hundred dium Spirit Stones he had placed inside, only three and a half remained, prompting him to secretly click his tongue: If I ca two days later, wouldn’t I have run out of stock?
So this ti, with a heavy heart, he simply put in three hundred dium Spirit Stones, then sighed silently: Having a mine at ho certainly feels nice, but… it surely eats up resources.
Sorting these things took Feng Jun about three hours, after which he surfaced and flew into the air.
He had given the Mirage King Bracer to Zhang Caixin, and barring any accidents, he wouldn’t need to ask for it back soon. That item wasn’t very necessary for him anymore.
He soared above the teorological ship, found an inconspicuous corner, and pulled out a Concealnt Formation Plate to activate—it was his intention to eavesdrop for two days and figure out what this ship was up to.
It really was a teorological ship, with a total of eleven crew mbers and staff. Their conversations were predominantly filled with teorological jargon. Naturally, there were instrunt operation terms too, which didn’t need ntioning.
Apart from that, there were so casual chats about family matters and even so rather vulgar jokes.
As everyone knows, so Northern European countries are well-known for making certain types of films with heavy tastes.
On this ship, there were also similar films, which was more excessive as there were three female technicians who often appeared in scenes unsuitable for children.
Out of the eleven people, there were three won, leaving eight n. On the second day of Feng Jun’s peeping, he witnessed a ten-person brawl. The absent woman missed it due to her period.
Nonetheless, Feng Jun wasn’t idly watching. On the third day, soone uttered in conversation, “It’s really strange; this data doesn’t seem to hold much significance. How does it differ from what the satellites and shoreside gather?”
“This proves that we’re on-site,” soone laughingly replied, “Data collected on-site is, of course, more aningful.”
“I see no aning at all,” the previous voice snorted, “Randomly monitor a sea area, and there’ll be slight variations in results anyway, but… why here? Why all the ti? Is it just because the Mai Nation is funding us?”
“Our research project needs sponsors,” a woman replied with a hoarse voice—from shouting the previous night.
“No, we need a fishing net and a freezer!” the previous voice exclaid. “At least we could fish and wouldn’t be so painfully bored!”
“We only need to share a piece of data with Guam to cover all expenses,” another man muttered, “Oh, right, that’s a secret… if you say anything, you’ll get nothing.”
“I don’t need expenses covered,” the forr voice sounded anxious, “I need a woman, a fresh woman… These three, I’m far too familiar with them!”
Guam? Feng Jun sighed secretly, realizing that Mai Nation folks were indeed troubleso to get rid of—they stick harder than a patch of adhesive and are impossible to shake off.
For now, he had confird they hadn’t realized he had already been down once, so there was no rush to make a move—frequent abnormal events would only attract more attention.
To prevent being deceived, Feng Jun insisted on listening for another day. When another brawl started at night, he quietly left the teorological ship.
Everything was normal at the Daoist temple in Australia.
Sister Hong had already contacted Elder Lin. Speaking of which, she was the one more closely connected with the Overseas Hongn Sect.
Elder Lin was very hospitable towards her, but just at nightfall today, he sent a ssage saying that so mysterious people had appeared in the small town over the past two days.
He analyzed that since Sophia wasn’t around, soone might be trying to take this opportunity to explore the temple’s secrets.
After hearing this, Feng Jun casually scanned the area with his divine sense and detected two figures outside the temple. However, these two figures had already crawled into sleeping bags, so nothing seed amiss.
Taking advantage of the night, he quietly approached and observed them from nearby. As expected, these two were from the Mai Nation Church, but… why did they have lighter fluid hidden in their sleeping bags?
Feng Jun pondered for a mont, then extended his divine sense farther. As expected, there was another person hidden behind the temple, also sleeping in a sleeping bag, also with lighter fluid.
He roughly understood their plan; they intended to burn the temple while Sophia was away.
There was a Rain Prayer Array around the True Martial Hall, but they weren’t sure if the miraculous rain would fall without Sophia’s command.
Even if it did rain, it wouldn’t matter. They could start the fire from behind the temple, and even if they couldn’t burn the temple, destroying most of the woodland Sophia had purchased would still be a slap in the face, especially since Australia had been experiencing a drought recently.
How ridiculous, thought Feng Jun about such behavior. In certain mountainous areas in northern Huaxia, people can be detained for being caught smoking, yet here soone was blatantly committing arson in the wild?
Even with Sophia around, this situation would be tricky to handle, but with Feng Jun here, it was a different matter.
The Rain Prayer Array’s protection range was never just one square kiloter. What is a rain prayer? The nation prays for rain during a severe drought, not during urban fires — for that, you need a Wind Rain Summon Formation, like the one Tang Wenji advanced to during the Innate stage.
Typical characteristics of the Wind Rain Summon Formation are sudden storms and gales, but it covers a small area.
The Rain Prayer Array, on the other hand, covers a large area but the rain isn’t heavy — praying for rain only to cause a flood would be a joke.
The Rain Prayer Array Feng Jun set up at the temple originally covered more than ten square kiloters. The overseas branch backed by Luohua had to be impressive — they couldn’t afford to lose face.
However, the larger the area of the Rain Prayer Array, the more spirit stones it consud. At that ti, Feng Jun hadn’t collected spirit stones from abroad, so he initially set the range limit and created a makeshift version for use there.
Now, he had reaped a massive harvest overseas. Although most of it would be brought back to Huaxia, so needed to be used overseas to maintain balance with the Heavenly Dao.
So now, he needed to restore the array, which only required moving so formation stones.
After handling these tasks, he returned to discuss them with Sister Hong, both of whom couldn’t help but snort coldly.
Feng Jing liked traveling and despised ruining beautiful things, so even her gentle nature couldn’t resist saying, “These people really deserve death. Let’s deal with all three of them.”
Feng Jun shook his head with a smile, “No rush, let’s wait until they light the fire first.”
Feng Jing hesitated, “But the Rain Prayer Array takes so ti to start the rain. What if the fire spreads too far?”
“No worries, they’re not on the property. They’re at least half a mile away, plenty of ti,” Feng Jun replied with a smile. “These guys are cunning; they won’t set foot on Sophia’s land, so we can’t confront them openly.”
“That’s how it is in the West; they understand legal boundaries well,” Feng Jing casually replied.
She knew this firsthand, “Like that year I went to New Zealand, saw vagrants break into houses, not stealing but eating up and taking everything from your fridge… even if you caught them, you couldn’t charge them, so I didn’t dare stop him.”
“Ha,” Sister Hong laughed, “Playing little tricks on us, they’re asking for trouble, right?”
“These people are all from the Mai Nation Church; we can’t let them off easily,” Feng Jun snorted coldly. “If I weren’t here, Sophia might have suffered so losses, so we must give them a warning, teach them ‘those who play with fire will perish by it’!”
“And what do you an by holding the two of us back?” Sister Hong gave Feng Jing a aningful look, “We have to let him understand first what ‘playing with fire will perish by it’ really ans. What do you say, Teacher i?”
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