Chapter 2405: Chapter 2997: Scramble
Seeing the surprise in Beauty Lin’s eyes, Feng Jun could only shake his head helplessly. "You’re overthinking it. It’s still mining equipment, just for open‑pit work."
Beauty Lin was taken aback, and sure enough, the joy on her face dimmed a bit, but she still said, "Open‑pit is fine too. Studying it together with the tunnel equipment is still very meaningful."
Watching her force herself to stay upbeat, Feng Jun thought for a moment and spoke. "Actually, I also got some medical equipment and drugs, but I’m currently looking for people to translate them. If we get this stuff wrong, people will die. I’ll give them to you in a while."
"Medical equipment and drugs!" Beauty Lin exclaimed in a low voice. "These are exactly what we’ve been hoping to get. Can you allow us to arrange people to go in and help with the translation?"
"Sorry, that’s not really possible," Feng Jun shook his head. He could make Jade Slips to impart knowledge, but that was hard labor, and he didn’t like repetitive work. Also, given the conditions, it really wasn’t convenient.
He could impart knowledge to Gu Jiahui and Li Shishi because their Divine Sense was strong enough; even a salted fish like Li Shishi was at least at Qi Refining First Layer. But for ordinary people to withstand an infusion of Feng Jun’s Divine Sense... it was far too easy for things to go wrong.
Of course, if there were no other options, Feng Jun could make more Jade Slips and drastically reduce the information in each, lowering it to a level ordinary people could withstand. But since he had options right now, why would he increase his own workload?
He refused very cleanly and didn’t explain the reason. This time, though, Beauty Lin got serious. She straightened her expression and said, "I know I shouldn’t pry, but I still can’t help asking: why is it impossible for us to participate?"
Feng Jun tilted his head, looked at her unhurriedly. "Then why can’t you help yourself?"
"Because..." Beauty Lin organized her words and spoke slowly. "In your mind, we probably care about military equipment first, medical equipment second, and civilian equipment gets pushed to the back. Is that how it is?"
"But in reality, it’s not like that. What we care about most is their culture and civilization. The importance of that even ranks above military equipment... So their writing and language are what we want most!"
Feng Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then after a while he laughed. "Cut it out. That’s only because you already have quite a bit of military equipment on hand. If you didn’t have any, and I gave you a choice..."
"A Space Battleship or an alien language— which one would you choose?"
Beauty Lin froze. She blinked, opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end didn’t speak.
"So don’t talk high and mighty, and don’t speak out of context," Feng Jun shook his head dismissively.
"Any opinion that’s stripped from its concrete context is one‑sided... I’m not letting you participate because the conditions aren’t ripe. After some time, I’ll think of a way to organize the alien language, but that’s going to take a process."
"Alright," Beauty Lin sighed regretfully. "I’ll go back and get things ready. When can you come?"
Feng Jun pondered for a moment and answered, "When it’s dark."
When night fell, he arrived at Peach Blossom Valley. As expected, Beauty Lin was the only one there.
Feng Jun glanced at the mining equipment. It was indeed as he had imagined: one unit had already been partially disassembled, but whoever had done it was clearly cautious, only removing some small parts. "You’re planning to move the big ones?"
Beauty Lin first nodded, then asked, "Can you bring out the open‑pit equipment? I want to roughly see how big it is. If it’s too big, we’ll have to change locations."
After seeing the open‑pit equipment, she gave a slight nod, indicating that the original site could accommodate something of this size.
The new site was in Bashu. Beauty Lin had originally hoped Feng Jun would take her over, but Feng Jun refused very bluntly. He said, just head that way, I’ll arrive tomorrow morning; unloading in daylight is more convenient, and it’s easier for you to get the experts there.
There was no need to say more after that. Feng Jun arrived on time and then learned that the place was a base in the Bashu Mountains.
The base must have been part of the Third Front construction from last century. Even though Feng Jun was used to pretty large spaces, once he entered the mountain’s interior, he still couldn’t help quietly clicking his tongue—given Huaxia’s national strength at the time, excavating a cavern that big could be considered a miracle.
With no one else around, Feng Jun set down the three mining units and, as usual, summoned three experts. He gave them an explanation, and this time there was even hands‑on operation—yes, there really was enough space inside the mountain.
This group of experts had clearly been warned repeatedly. They only asked what needed to be asked and didn’t say a single extra word.
After the hands‑on demo, Feng Jun walked out of the cavern and took out a USB drive, handing it to Beauty Lin. "Get some people to study this first."
Beauty Lin took the USB and asked in puzzlement, "What’s in it?"
"A solution for future field hospitals," Feng Jun replied in a deep voice. He thought for a moment and felt it was necessary to first instill some concepts. "Of course, future field hospitals are much stronger than current hospitals. I want you to first get familiar with the relevant concepts."
"No problem," Beauty Lin immediately accepted when she heard it was something this good, then asked, "It mainly introduces the concept of future hospitals?"
"Not exactly," Feng Jun thought it over and shook his head. "It leans more toward application and execution. Even over there, this kind of stuff is very hard to get. I just want them to get familiar with it first."
Even with Beauty Lin’s intelligence, she couldn’t really distinguish the specific difference between the two—after all, she hadn’t compiled it herself. But that didn’t stop her from firmly remembering Feng Jun’s words. "Alright, got it."
Feng Jun flickered and vanished from sight. Only then did she take out her mobile phone to call in, saying she had gotten some more new material.
In fact, she had already reported the situation yesterday. The higher‑ups already knew there were future medical devices and drugs. If someone else owned this stuff, there’s no way they’d be allowed to keep it—whether by soft tactics or hard pressure, this kind of thing absolutely could not remain in private hands.
At the very least, they’d have to be incorporated or won over, and the person and the materials would have to be brought under Guojia’s control.
But the person who had these things was Feng Jun, and no one really dared to covet them lightly. To put it bluntly, everyone knew how hard this guy was to provoke. To put it nicely, this man had a sense of the bigger picture. Since he was willing to talk about it, he would hand it over to Guojia sooner or later—there was already precedent.
What, he said the time wasn’t ripe? That’s perfect—when the time is ripe, he’ll hand it in on his own.
Now that they heard what Beauty Lin said, the people over there immediately responded, "Get moving. Take the helicopter. I’ll arrange things in Zhengyang as soon as possible."
As soon as the helicopter lifted off, four or five people rushed over, looking up at the sky and shouting anxiously, "Come back! Get that helicopter back! What good hospitals could Zhengyang possibly have!"
These were Big Bosses from the Bashu medical community. They’d heard there were some subversive medical concepts involved, and the key was that some relevant departments had quietly tipped them off—which meant the information should be fairly reliable.
On their way there, they were still doubting whether the news was accurate, but once they saw the helicopter already taking off, they couldn’t help shouting.
Unfortunately, no matter how exalted their status, it was impossible for them to order those soldiers around.
Someone immediately called a provincial‑level official, hoping to have the helicopter land—this was how impressive the medical Big Bosses were. As long as they decided to ask for a favor, they could get in touch with anyone.
But it was very unfortunate that after a while, word came back from above: this matter was a bit tricky. If they could get in touch with Yang Yuxin, talking to her would be more appropriate.
Beauty Lin also received several calls on the helicopter, and only then did she realize just how huge the reaction in the medical community was. She even started to worry whether some hotheaded idiot might try to detain her halfway.
Fortunately, it turned out fine. Whether because everyone valued the bigger picture or because Feng Jun’s fearsome reputation really worked, she made it back to Cultural Town without incident.
However, just as she got off the helicopter, Yang Yuxin came over, casually saying, "Prepare a set of the medical materials in your hand for Bashu. They’ll be sending people over soon."
Beauty Lin knew very well how hard Director Yang was to deal with, but when she heard this, she still felt a bit unwilling. She also knew that her own leadership leaned toward the Funiu medical community. "Director Yang, this falls within my scope of work. We’ll make unified arrangements."
Yang Yuxin frowned slightly and said unhappily, "I just don’t want to bother Elder Feng to talk to you himself. He’s too busy. If you think I don’t have the authority to interfere with your work, then I’ll just ask him to make another copy for me."
Beauty Lin felt a stuffiness in her chest. You’re just going to insert yourself into my work this directly?
But she really didn’t dare refuse casually. After all, this stuff had to come from Feng Jun, and within Cultural Town, Yang Yuxin was the real boss. If she gave even a subtle hint, Director Lin’s team’s work would feel the impact.
Of course, what Beauty Lin worried about most was that if Yang Yuxin bore a grudge and bad‑mouthed her in front of Feng Jun, she’d be done for.
So she could only answer sulkily, "This is something only my superiors can decide. Telling me won’t help."
"Then just tell them this is my request," Yang Yuxin said calmly. "All you need to do is pass the message along."
Then why don’t you go tell them yourself? Beauty Lin grumbled inwardly, but could only nod reluctantly. "Got it."
Seeing this, Yang Yuxin also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The person who had asked her to handle this was an elder she absolutely couldn’t brush off. She could only come pressure Beauty Lin; if that failed, she could still contact Beauty Lin’s superiors.
As for going back to Feng Jun to request another copy of the materials, that was a last resort, and she wasn’t even sure she wanted to go that far.
Though the two of them had had physical intimacy, Feng Jun’s growth had simply been too fast. She was very worried that making this kind of request would sour his mood, so she could only quietly come to Beauty Lin.
Indeed, these days Director Yang had to think it over whenever she wanted to discuss something with Feng Jun—was it worth speaking up?
She only felt this way when dealing with her own brother‑in‑law, Eldest Gu.
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