Plaster Country.
At Ryuyama Ranch, a middle-aged man walked in with a dejected air.
After Ryuyama Yiro's suicide, his Wagyu ranch had fallen into decline. Almost all the Wagyu there had died from the High Temperature Coagulation Plague.
On top of that, Ryuyama Yiro had spent all his assets hiring assassins. The ranch had gone completely bankrupt, and all the employees had left. Only his former assistant remained to handle the aftermath.
Today was also the last day Ryuyama Yiro's ranch would be open.
The assistant spotted the middle-aged man and went up to greet him. "Mr. Haiyuan, you're here."
Haiyuan Shita was one of the most famous gourmets in Plaster Country, with a major presence in the country's food industry.
He had also done a great deal to promote Wagyu from Plaster Country. He was a friend of the late ranch owner, Ryuyama Yiro.
Haiyuan Shita nodded at the assistant and sighed. "My old friend's ranch is closing. I had to come by and see it. It's truly heartbreaking."
The assistant said bitterly, "It's all because that Eastern Country is targeting us. They actually refused to supply us with medicine. If they had, our Wagyu industry wouldn't be in this state."
"And after learning that our last batch of Wagyu had been infected with the plague, they even cut back on their medicine exports. Now we can't even buy medicine secondhand from other countries."
Hearing this, Haiyuan Shita's face filled with anger. "They deserve to die. They're a bunch of inhumane beasts."
He, too, had put a great deal of effort into the Wagyu industry.
Since he was young, he had promoted his country's Wagyu at international food festivals.
After more than thirty years of promotion, Wagyu had become a source of pride for Plaster Country's gourmets.
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