Half an hour later, Feng Jun abruptly returned to the mountains of Chaoyang, standing before the hillside where the lungs had been buried.
After thinking it over, he took out his phone, swiped through it, and returned to Luo Hua.
When he checked the place where he cultivated, he vaguely sensed something different. After checking with his phone, he found that, as expected, the Star-Devouring Clan's spleen had been buried five hundred meters underground.
Without another word, he took out another set of formation equipment and set it up, then summoned Yang Yuxin. "I need to buy two plots of land. Please help me handle it... and have your people guard them."
Guard duty was a trivial matter to Yang Yuxin. What puzzled her was the area Feng Jun had marked out. "Twenty square kilometers in Pingcheng... It's mountainous terrain, but buying it may be troublesome because there could be coal mines there. I'll need to ask first."
"The coal mines don't matter. We guarantee we won't extract them," Feng Jun replied casually, then explained, "This is an important part of my plan... If they refuse, I may have to turn my attention elsewhere. Then the oil supply won't be so easy to guarantee."
Yang Yuxin was equally confused by the other plot. "Twenty thousand square kilometers of the Lakemarta Desert... Don't tell me you're planning to plant trees? There are plenty of confidential facilities there."
"I am planting trees," Feng Jun answered offhandedly. "I guarantee the greening will be completed within thirty years. I'm planning to run a test... If it doesn't work, I'll try the Hasala Desert."
He had learned by now that whenever the relevant requests could not be approved, he only needed to act as though he might take his business overseas. Thinking of that, he