Chapter 2338: Chapter 2340: Protector
On the Huaxia side, everyone understood that just because a laser project leader was taken out—even if it’s a gunpowder award candidate—it doesn’t necessarily mean it will affect the next course of action for the Mai Nation, especially since when the Mai Nation gets emotional, they really tend to disregard logic.
William Smith, from the field of laser research and development, died and will undoubtedly become a focal figure in the short term.
So, would the emergence of a few more moronic communication experts within the Mai Nation not attract too much attention?
In other words, the real reason William Smith had to die might be that some people wanted to cover for Feng Jun.
Even though Feng Jun’s personal abilities are strong, compared to national-level powers, there is a very clear weakness—his influence is not big enough.
Currently, Luohua is not the small group it once was, but it’s also not extremely strong. It’s just that when managing his own people, it’s not so strained, but it can’t compare to a national power.
This time, he wanted to conduct soul searches abroad, and it was not only difficult to understand which people were more valuable but also knew not which people were potentially favorable to Huaxia, and the list provided by Beauty Lin saved him a lot of trouble.
However, before he planned to make a move, Beauty Lin told him, "You should wait a while, and maybe there will be a good opportunity soon."
Feng Jun patiently waited, and actually, he was a bit curious about this opportunity mentioned by the national team.
Eventually, news of William Smith’s death came, and Beauty Lin told him: "It’s time."
Feng Jun quickly understood the logic: This is to reduce the impact after I make my move.
He had to admit that experienced people really consider things comprehensively in this area.
To be honest, Feng Jun could also take out William Smith, perhaps even using the same methods, but to control timing and rhythm so perfectly, while also influencing or driving public opinion, is a vision he does not possess.
He really couldn’t manage such a grand strategy—even without mentioning the time and effort, he also didn’t have enough manpower and channels.
So he thought about it and chose to return the favor, "Should I take out a few people to help relieve some of your direct pressure?"
He thought that after performing soul searches, taking out a few experts would be easy, and it could also help cover the traces of the soul searches.
Beauty Lin didn’t realize he was referring to the people involved in the soul searches. She was startled and didn’t dare ask in detail. She directly refused, "No need, the current situation development is within our control range, I’m afraid you might act without restraint."
"Alright then, I don’t have your ability to see the big picture," Feng Jun casually remarked without concern—if killing could be avoided, he didn’t want to create unnecessary killings. He was even willing to rescue people from the Insect World’s Human Race, let alone fellow Earth natives?
After going out for eight days, he returned after searching the souls of eight individuals—one each day, not more, mainly for fear of disturbing his own Dao Heart.
Among these eight, four were from Mai Nation, two from Europe, and two from Australia—even though the communication industry in Australia was not very advanced, perhaps because they had been too conspicuous before, Feng Jun ended up with two names there.
To Feng Jun’s surprise, it was precisely the two with slightly inferior skills that provided him with the greatest assistance.
However, thinking about it, it made sense. He was only recently introduced to the communications industry and couldn’t possibly understand the thoughts of industry giants yet. On the contrary, the less skilled ones had clearer and more understandable thinking.
After returning, it was nearly the Spring Festival again. Feng Jun thought about how he hadn’t spent the Spring Festival at home for several years, so he decided to pay a visit, and also asked everyone who wanted to come along.
Good scenery certainly wouldn’t go, as she needed to accompany her mother, while Zhong Lijing would certainly come along since she was like a lone star with no family and some relatives stayed far away from her.
Among those who went were Zhang Weihong, Zhang Caixin sisters, Yang Yuxin, and Gu Jiahui mother and daughter. Unexpectedly, Xu Leigang brought Zhao Xia and the Little Princess along as well, but Wang Haifeng and his wife had a big family in Zhengyang, so they had to guard Luohua.
According to Feng Jun’s plan, he would accompany his parents on New Year’s Eve and the first day of the New Year, and then leave on the evening of the first day. He had some social interactions to manage in Luohua on the second day of the New Year—even at his level, some socializing was still unavoidable.
However, on the afternoon of the first day, Zhang Caixin developed a sense of something and went by herself to the small lakeside to meditate. She showed signs of advancing to the level of ’Initial Dust’.
Feng Jun hoped she could advance at Luohua, but she stated, "The spiritual energy here feels particularly amiable."
Feng Jun understood that it was due to the Tunxing Clan’s lung buried here playing a role. He himself also felt that although the Spiritual Energy concentration in Chaoyang was far less than Luohua, the freshness and liveliness seemed to surpass it.
In hindsight, with such a large half-lung buried, not having some changes would indeed be strange.
Since Zhang Caixin intended to advance, Feng Jun could not leave, so he sent Yang Yuxin and Xu Leigang’s families back and stayed with Sister Hong and Zhong Lijing to protect Zhang Caixin.
Of course, this advancement of Zhang Caixin wouldn’t be accomplished in just three to five days; even finishing it within half a month was considered fast, so on the second day, Feng Jun specially went to check the "security" checkpoint on the road not far outside his house.
On the second day of the New Year, there were actually people on duty at the checkpoint, two young men.
Seeing someone approaching, the two immediately became alert. Although the person emerged from the Feng Family’s door, one young man still shouted, "Who goes there?"
Feng Jun brought some people over from Luohua, and they directly used the Transfer Matrix Plate. The young men didn’t see these three entering, but now they are coming out, so being cautious is inevitable.
However, one young man was a bit smarter and, after glancing at Feng Jun, tentatively asked, "Are you Boss Feng?"
After all, they are not real security guards, having a photo of Feng Jun in their possession is quite normal.
"It’s me," Feng Jun walked over, smiled, and chatted with them for a bit, "Happy New Year, it’s tough working during the festival."
He doesn’t owe anyone anything at Luohua’s gate, but these people protect his parents at Chaoyang, of course, he needs to change his attitude.
The two young men were so nervous that they could barely speak because they’ve been repeatedly warned not to provoke Feng Jun. Even if he throws a huge tantrum, they must endure it, always assuming he is a highly unreasonable person.
Who would have thought he’d be so easygoing?
Then, the two stammered as they wished Feng Jun a Happy New Year in return, their faces blushing a bit.
Feng Jun could sense it; it wasn’t just due to his own strong presence, Sister Hong and Zhong Lijing beside him also gave the two young men immense pressure. Two stunning beauties; how could the average young man handle it?
After chatting for a while, Feng Jun expressed that his parents were staying inside and hoped the two brothers would take good care of them.
They quickly nodded in agreement, and one even let slip that their leader instructed them that they should consider getting in trouble themselves rather than letting the elderly couple face any issues—where would a regular security guard say such things?
Feng Jun considered giving them a red envelope, but then thought: Once you start, it will happen again, so it’s better not to indulge such habits.
In truth, he was also somewhat wary of not taking anything from the people, so he dropped the idea.
So then he asked a couple more questions and learned that these two weren’t on a shift rotation but were on duty from the 29th of the twelfth lunar month to the fifth of the first month—also makes sense; it’s not a government office, so they’ll take turns working during the New Year.
Upon hearing how hard they were working, Feng Jun figured he wouldn’t overthink it, and took out two porcelain bottles, "Well, it’s the holiday, and it’s rare for me to come back, consider this a small token... don’t refuse, such good fortune is hard to come by."
The two still steadfastly refused, saying it was company policy. One young man also discreetly glanced at Zhong Lijing a couple of times.
Feng Jun, smiling widely, said, "These are Pills for strengthening the body, you just take them right now, I have to supervise on-site, you’re not allowed to take them away...you sure you don’t want them?"
The two young men exchanged a glance, one hesitated for a moment, gathered the courage to ask, "Are these pills for purifying marrow and refining tendons?"
Clearly, they have some understanding of Feng Jun’s situation; otherwise, they wouldn’t ask such a thing.
"Close enough," Feng Jun replied with a smile, what he was giving were Body Tempering Pills, which are basically useless to Luohua’s core disciples but are still considered legendary pills among Daoist sects.
"This is also a small token of appreciation for your hard work, you can’t buy this even if you have money outside."
The two young men exchanged another glance, went aside, and whispered amongst themselves.
In the end, they couldn’t resist the temptation of the "purifying marrow and refining tendons" and shyly agreed.
One young man timidly asked, "Will a lot of impurities come out?"
"That does happen," Feng Jun glanced at Sister Hong, "You drive over with a shower and fetch some water."
He had such items in his Storage Bag, but it was better not to let these young ones know about such secrecy.
Sister Hong nodded and turned to leave.
The two young men felt a bit dumbfounded; in their eyes, Sister Hong belonged to a particularly mature type, and carried the aura of a domineering female CEO, while Zhong Lijing was sophisticated but ultimately young, she felt more like the assistant to the female CEO.
Now, however, Boss Feng directly ordered the female CEO to fetch things, and she did so without hesitation.
They did not understand the relationship among the three, but it didn’t stop them from loudly expressing, "No worries, we have a basin and a electric heater, just not much water."
The conditions at the checkpoint were actually not too bad, although it was a prefab room, the insulation was reasonably good; it was about five square meters in size, had bunk beds, a complete set of tables, chairs, and benches, and even a laptop on the table.
However, for living purposes, it was quite basic, with no running water or gas stove.
The two young men, young and vigorous, suggested heating some water in the basin and washing that way, but Sister Hong didn’t pay any attention to them; shortly after, she drove a car over, loaded with a portable shower and ten buckets full of water.
