All-Natural, Purely Handcrafted (First Update)

Xia Chujian looked at the Pig-head Humanoid San Zong, who was standing nearby at a loss, and said flatly, "San Zong, come help me carry things. By the way, do you remember where that bastard's Flying Vehicle is?"

San Zong puffed out his chest and said proudly, "I remember, I remember! There's nobody there anymore. Female Sire can go live there!"

Li Fu froze for a moment, then understood. He pointed at Xia Chujian and nearly burst out laughing.

Xia Chujian nodded at him. "Fu Ye, I appreciate your kindness, but I'll stay over there for a few days first. Once Captain Ye cools down, if he's willing to let me come back, then I'll come back."

Li Fu gaped. "And you say you're not angry? You say you're not throwing a tantrum?!"

Xia Chujian shrugged. "If you say I'm angry, then I'm angry. Why can't I be angry? Someone points at my nose and curses me out, and I'm supposed to clap and praise them?"

Li Fu pointed at her in midair. "You, you..."

Yet he had no idea what to say.

Still, he refused to let Xia Chujian stay alone in the assassin's Flying Vehicle.

He said, "Little Xiaochu, I'll have Cai Jie go with you. You're both girls, so you can look out for each other."

Without giving Xia Chujian a chance to object, he contacted Ping Qiong through the team Communication Channel.

Ping Qiong came out without another word, waving at Xia Chujian as she said, "Little Xiaochu! You have to take me with you! I want to eat the food you cook!"

Xia Chujian: "..."

Li Fu: "..." He suddenly regretted it! But he could not abandon the captain, so he could only watch helplessly as they left.

Xia Chujian and Ping Qiong climbed onto the back of the Griffon Sea Eagle and waved down below. Just like that, they took a giant bird, a Pig-head Humanoid, and a Small Dog, flying farther and farther into the night.

Only after they had vanished from sight did Li Fu return to his own Flying Vehicle. Still, he opened the team Communication Channel, intending to maintain a private connection with Xia Chujian and Ping Qiong.

But before long, he discovered that the Magnetic Interference in this area was too powerful. He had already lost Xia Chujian and Ping Qiong's Coordinates on the Communication Channel.

Under San Zong's guidance, the Griffon Sea Eagle flew through the night sky for half an hour before finally reaching a pitch-black place.

It was an open stretch of land without any cover.

It was at least over a hundred li away from the small woods where the Blood Kirin had been discovered. The assassin had been quite cautious.

Several days of heavy snow had buried the Flying Vehicle completely. Only the shape of the snowdrift revealed that it was a Flying Vehicle rather than an ordinary Mound or snowbank.

Xia Chujian habitually scanned her surroundings.

Though this was open land, there was a patch of tall, lush forest not far away.

She found the place somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

San Zong dashed past her like a gust of wind and arrived beside the Flying Vehicle.

Xia Chujian, Ping Qiong, and the Griffon Sea Eagle stood together, watching San Zong busily clear the snow from the Flying Vehicle.

He used no tools at all. With just his two hands, he rapidly scooped away chunks of snow.

Ping Qiong clicked her tongue in amazement. "This San Zong really has some skills. Look at his hands—I'd bet even those mechanical snow-clearing tools aren't as good as him!"

Xia Chujian felt the same way.

Before long, the Flying Vehicle had been cleared out.

Xia Chujian slowly walked over and examined the Flying Vehicle that had just been dug out of the snow. Curious, she asked, "San Zong, when you cleared snow at the plantation before, you didn't use tools?"

"Tools? You need tools to clear snow?" San Zong looked as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. A cheerful expression spread across his little pig face. "San Zong even plows fields with his hands. Why would I need tools?"

Ping Qiong could not help crying out, "No way?! Is the famous Tantai Manufacturing just for show?! How could they make you plow fields by hand?!"

Tantai Manufacturing was an enormous manufacturing conglomerate belonging to the Imperial Family, known throughout Beichen. From heavy industry to light industry, everything fell within its business scope.

San Zong grew even prouder, raising his little pig face as he beamed. "San Zong knows other plantations use machines to plow!"

"But Mulan City Plantation is different! Mulan City Plantation uses Humanoid Slaves for completely manual cultivation. All the grain is purely natural and pollution-free!"

"It's supplied exclusively to the Imperial Family, and a small amount of surplus is sold to the Nobility! Highest bidder gets it!"

Xia Chujian's eyes widened. "...Damn! You mean the absurdly expensive grain sold only to the Nobility at Star Network Supermarket? The stuff that claims to be pure, natural, handmade, and pollution-free?!"

Back when she browsed Star Network Supermarket, she had secretly drooled over those grains that looked especially delicious.

But they were too expensive—fucking too expensive! Her family could not afford them. Even wealthy big shots with Citizen status could rarely afford them! And it really was not something money alone could buy, because only people with noble titles could even open the purchase link.

San Zong nodded so hard his head bobbed like a pounding pestle.

Ping Qiong and Xia Chujian exchanged a glance, but neither felt good about it.

So all those good things enjoyed by the Imperial Family and Nobility had been grown by Humanoid Slaves with their bare hands.

This was not merely treating them as slaves. They were using them like livestock...

The two did not know what to say, so they awkwardly walked over to the Flying Vehicle and began studying how to Open the Door.

Xia Chujian patted the surface of the Flying Vehicle and said, "This is an ordinary Civilian Flying Vehicle. Its security measures probably aren't as strong as those on our Combat Aircraft."

Ping Qiong nodded. "But there's a password, or some kind of remote switch."

Xia Chujian continued examining it. "But it isn't controlled by fingerprints or pupils, so as long as we know the password or have the remote switch, we can still open it."

She asked Ping Qiong, "Can you crack passwords?"

Ping Qiong frowned. "No. Can you find the remote switch?"

Xia Chujian thought of the assassin whom she had blasted into the sky with a grenade and turned into ashes when he came back down. Feeling a little guilty, she shook her head.

If there had been a remote switch, it had most likely been reduced to ashes too.

What were they supposed to do? They had a perfectly good Flying Vehicle in front of them, but they could not get inside? Then the two of them would definitely freeze to death tonight.

Rubbing her hands together, Ping Qiong slipped around to the other side of the Flying Vehicle while Xia Chujian was not paying attention and quietly sent Song Mingqian a message.

Cai Jie: Little Qianzi, let me ask you something. How do you open the cabin door of a Civilian Flying Vehicle? If you don't know the password and don't have the remote switch...

Song Mingqian saw the message on his Smart Bracelet. He stared blankly at the words "Little Qianzi" for a while before lazily replying.

Song Mingqian: It's that assassin's Flying Vehicle, right?

Cai Jie: Do you even need to ask? Are you an idiot?

Song Mingqian: Let's not make personal attacks! Let me think...

Song Mingqian did not reply again, and Ping Qiong circled back from the other side of the Flying Vehicle with a troubled expression.

At that moment, the Pig-head Humanoid San Zong tiptoed carefully over to Xia Chujian and asked in a Low Voice, "Female Sire, why aren't you going inside? It's so cold outside. Ordinary People can't take it..."

Xia Chujian frowned. "We have to be able to get in first... I blew that bad guy up... sniped him. The remote switch should have been destroyed too."

San Zong looked up at her and said seriously, "That bad guy only had to enter a string of numbers to open the cabin door. He didn't use... a remote switch."

He did not actually understand what a "remote switch" was, but from Xia Chujian's words, he guessed it was something used to Open the Door.

"Oh, you mean the password. We can't crack it." Ping Qiong walked over just in time to hear that, so she casually replied.

San Zong tilted his head. "San Zong remembers that string of numbers. Should San Zong try it?"

"You remember the password?!" Xia Chujian and Ping Qiong shouted in unison.

San Zong jumped in fright and took two steps back. Stammering, he said, "...I... I think I remember..."

"Try it! Hurry up and try it!" Xia Chujian was treating a dead horse like a living one now. Letting San Zong try would not cost them anything.

At worst, it still would not open.

San Zong came before Feng Qianzhan's Civilian Flying Vehicle, thought for a moment, then extended a callused finger and began pressing numbers on the cabin door's numeric sensor.

He did not press many—just six digits.

Then, with a click, the cabin door of the Civilian Flying Vehicle opened.

Sure enough, as long as the password was correct, there was no need to verify fingerprints or pupils.

Xia Chujian and Ping Qiong were overjoyed.

The two reached out at the same time, cheering as they high-fived each other in celebration.

Then they reached out again, intending to high-five San Zong as well.

San Zong looked up at their clean, fair palms, then hurriedly tucked his own callused hands behind his back and Shook His Head. "Female Sires, hurry inside! It's very cold out here!"

Xia Chujian and Ping Qiong exchanged a glance and did not force San Zong to celebrate with them.

The two carried all the equipment they had brought into the Civilian Flying Vehicle.

Once inside, Xia Chujian discovered that the Flying Vehicle's battery still had half its charge, and there were also stored flight Energy Blocks.

She clicked her tongue. "It really can't compare to the Association's Combat Aircraft."

"Of course it can't compare. Our Combat Aircraft uses Small-Scale Controlled Nuclear Fusion as flight energy, and we even have a separate small-scale controlled nuclear fusion generator! Just those two things alone crush every Civilian Flying Vehicle." Ping Qiong comfortably reclined one of the seats in the Flying Vehicle, intending to make herself a Small Bed.

They had not brought much equipment.

Calling it a bed was an exaggeration. They simply reclined two seats, folded one coat into a Pillow, and used another coat as a blanket.

Xia Chujian also intended to use the energy available in the Flying Vehicle first. She needed to conserve her own equipment.

She turned on the lights first, then activated the temperature control system and set it to a constant twenty degrees above zero.

Then, following Ping Qiong's example, she took apart the seats inside and made herself a Small Bed as well.

Near the rear cabin, Xia Chujian and Ping Qiong found the sleeping bag the assassin had left behind, along with some blankets and the like.

They made up two sleeping places as well.

One was for the Pig-head Humanoid San Zong, and the other was for the Small Dog.

They both worked quickly, and it took only ten minutes to finish arranging everything.

When they looked outside the Flying Vehicle again, the Pig-head Humanoid San Zong was holding the Small Dog and huddling beside the golden Griffon Sea Eagle, intending to spend the night outside like that.

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