Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 2403: Chapter 2995: The Translation Issue

All settled... You think too beautifully! The official from Zuo Jing smiled and nodded, "Okay, no problem, all settled."

But how could He Huiqing be that easy to fool? He spoke earnestly, "I’m talking about truly all settled. Don’t tell me later that Youjing needs support or anything. If you do, I will really turn against you."

This point he had to emphasize. The He family was lucky, inexplicably having a powerful broker come to their door, but who among actual traders would want more contact with these mysterious people?

The official from Zuo Jing of course understood his mindset. Hesheng being able to acquire these medical supplies surely came at a significant cost. Being able to donate two batches was already quite exceptional.

So he initially wanted to gloss over it, but ultimately it turned into a long sigh, "Regarding this matter, even if I vouch for you, would you believe it? I don’t even believe it myself... We can only take one step at a time, but I will try hard to speak on Hesheng’s behalf."

"If you really dare to vouch, then I would indeed look down on you!" He Huiqing glared at him fiercely, stood up, and then sighed helplessly, "Hopefully it won’t be that bad... Damn these bugs!"

"Indeed," the other couldn’t help but sigh, "Damn this war!"

That night, Feng Jun activated the Rain Prayer Array again. Although the military agreed not to monitor anymore, he didn’t trust them, so he preferred self-reliance.

He Runxian found it was raining and couldn’t help but smile slightly, "This is good; it saves me from activating electromagnetic interference."

Just after dark, the base’s hospital sent over a complete set of hospital solutions — such information rarely comes in complete and systematic books; it’s usually sorted only at the application level. Luckily, Hesheng has such a hospital, organizing things isn’t too difficult.

After midnight, He Runxian was still waiting for the communicator to sound, but unfortunately, until almost dawn, there was still no movement.

Just when he was grabbing his ears in frustration, the communicator finally transmitted a voice, "Four hundred thousand tons have been delivered, contact again in four days."

Feng Jun actually put down the energy stones at midnight, but his movements were quite light, plus it was raining, so no one noticed. Still, he wanted to see whether Hesheng had secretly done anything, so he waited until dawn before notifying the other side.

He Runxian initially didn’t think about it. It wasn’t until moving the energy stones that he noticed quite a bit of rain had accumulated on the shielding tarp, and his mind had a bit of speculation — someone was still being a bit wary.

But for him, apart from feeling a bit wronged, it really didn’t matter. He had already decided not to probe the other side’s intelligence — enraging them would be dangerous; even if not infuriating, what if tangled up with a broker organization?

Qualified merchants understand the art of giving and taking.

Another four days passed, and Feng Jun contacted He Runxian in the afternoon to inquire about the quantity and method of transferring goods, while also expressing his wish to acquire certain medicines.

Actually, the basic setup of the warfield hospital was quite surprising to him, especially certain medicines that repaired genetic defects, which could undoubtedly benefit many people in the Earth Realm — who could believe this place has already eliminated most diseases caused by immune system decline?

But regarding similar medicines, Feng Jun could only look on helplessly; even if he bought them, he wouldn’t dare buy many.

First, he couldn’t explain why he needed such things — for example, AIDS vaccines; here, AIDS was virtually eradicated, and even if occasionally there were resurrections, others could at most use blocking drugs, so why would he buy the vaccine?

Secondly, he couldn’t be certain certain medicines would be effective for Earth people. The genetic difference between the sides is nearly one percent; they can almost be considered two different species. In such a scenario, some drugs might not be suitable.

However, medicines for external injuries, limb repair, and even organ repair were easier for him to buy more of, and these are also most commonly used in everyday life and war — and are even the most frequently purchased medicines on Xingzheng Star.

After putting forth his list, He Runxian indicated he had recorded it using audio equipment, and beside him sat a health physician who quickly stated these were not crucial medicines, but if additions were desired, he hoped he could come a day later.

Feng Jun said this didn’t matter — in fact, during these few days, he had been striving to translate the warfield hospital manual, but even if Stone Ring could achieve a considerably smart machine translation, so far, there was still about one-eighth of the content he hadn’t completed.

An extra day was just right for him to finish this translation.

This task he could have assigned to Gu Jiahui, but she didn’t have machine translation. Even if he could convey this plane’s text to her through Divine Sense, genuinely having her translate it likely wouldn’t be completed within three to five months.

Everyone’s time is precious; if he can save time like this, why waste someone else’s life?

Another day passed, and Feng Jun arrived at the Dumbbell Star System. Due to not precisely calculating the day-night alternation of the pickup location, he waited half a day until midnight.

This time there were up to eight hundred containers, not only because the scale of his order had significantly increased, but also because the headquarters sent more food and medicine to Xingzheng Star; last time each was just ten thousand tons, this time even fifty thousand tons was not enough.

In addition to the medicines gifted to him and various equipment from the warfield hospital, it was no surprise there were so many containers.

This time, headquarters changed the location, placing it in a mountain ditch with a large semi-open warehouse inside; however, the warehouse belonged to the planetary defense system of two generations ago, conceptually already quite outdated and abandoned eighty years ago.

Feng Jun wasn’t aware of the causality within it anyway; after carefully checking, he found no issues around, so he directly went ahead to pick up the goods when midnight arrived.

This time, Hesheng Headquarters did things very openly, didn’t send out any people to monitor, and didn’t even have remote surveillance.

First, both sides had undergone large transactions, establishing a trust foundation, and this place was truly hard for ordinary people to discover.

Secondly, the other party’s methods were quite mysterious, yet bore the nature of "frontline broker," also involving illegal mining of energy stone mines, a kind of figures better left untouched.

Third was that the leakage incident last time was taken seriously by those at Hesheng Headquarters — the He family members on Ancestral Star had already been railing in anger, and even the He family members beyond Hesheng had complaints, so loose-mouthed people were best avoided.

Among the final monitors last time, two technical experts had relatively loose mouths, so this time, they simply removed this segment — the fewer who know, the better for confidentiality.

After Feng Jun collected the goods, because he still had to consider the timing for the Dumbbell Star System to reach Xingzheng Star, he simply first went to the Big Planet, unloaded a lot of mining equipment, and let everyone split it.

The usual half-and-half split, but this way Feng Jun’s ragtag army basically had enough equipment, sixty-plus pieces of equipment with a total of only seventy-five real people... Must leave a few for vigilance and a few for shift changes, right?

But the disciples of the two sects were a bit dissatisfied. They were up to two hundred real people, "Mountain Master Feng, you’re not going to abandon us, stop procuring mining equipment, are you?"

"Not anymore," Feng Jun shook his head and answered earnestly, "True Sage Diao is so stingy, giving me so few slots; my people’s equipment is already sufficient. If you want me to purchase more, that’s okay... increase the slots, you remember to tell True Sage."

"You’re really partial," a female true person from Xuanhuang Sect pursed her lips.

Feng Jun laughed heartily, his figure vanished in a flash, yet he went to the Ice Plate on the Tianqin Plane.

He had large quantities of medicines and medical equipment to bring back to Earth; there was no time to modify the instruction manual, but repackaging it was a necessary process, which took quite some time.

After spending two days on the Ice Plains, he came to Xingzheng Star, and after placing down the equipment and goods once more, quietly left.

Then he came to White Pebble Beach. Not long after time had passed, he announced to everyone again, saying he had secured several more slots to the Insect World. Real persons wanting to go should quickly sign up, but this time a guarantor was required.

The time he spent in this plane was ultimately too brief. Although he had encountered many real persons, most were merely business acquaintances through simulation; others recognized him, but he might not know them, naturally making it impossible to discern individuals’ dispositions.

Moreover, most of the real persons and True Immortals he knew had gone to the Void and Insect World, so last time gathering seventy-five real persons was already quite a number; more than that couldn’t be assembled.

So this time he required guarantees, which wasn’t surprising — in case something went wrong in the Insect World, who would take responsibility?

Actually, this time he increased manpower mainly because there were too few people over there; even the mining equipment was about to be idle, and he still wanted to buy at least another batch of mining equipment, so recruiting people was necessary.

Yes, he still wanted to buy mining equipment; complaints from those real persons in the two sects were quite strong, while his side’s mining efficiency was insufficiently high, so increasing it was very necessary — if most of the equipment bought cheaply benefited the two sects, it wouldn’t sit well with him internally.

He wasn’t worried about buying too much equipment; in reality, bringing more back to Earth wasn’t a concern — yes, mining costs would be high, but having a few more for dismantling and research wouldn’t be bad, would it?

Actually, there’s no useless tool under the sky; for special tasks with no regard for cost, it’s absolutely feasible.

Even disregarding the factors of the Earth Realm, couldn’t he find similar large mines in the Insect World? If tool shortages occurred at that time, it might not be such a fortunate chance.

As the news spread, more Golden Core cultivators came, but Feng Jun had already left White Pebble Beach, returning to Luohua.

This time returning, he not only brought back a whole high-tech field hospital and a large batch of medicines, but also two pieces of open mining equipment — certainly evaluated as having high mining costs, but he thought it necessary for Huaxia citizens to use as reference.

However, after returning to Luohua, he did not directly contact Beauty Lin but first summoned Li Shishi, "Shi Shi, I have a task for you, help me translate something."

(Updated to summon monthly tickets.)