Brother Jiu did not disappoint He Runxian. About half an hour later, he reported back, "There really are that many."
That many what? Energy Stones, naturally. There was no need to ask.
By then, Feng Jun had already left He Runxian's sight, leaving behind a quantum-encrypted handset. "Once you've finished counting, use this to call me."
Naturally, Feng Jun's handset had been picked up somewhere. He Runxian sent people to transport the Energy Stones while also having others investigate the handset's origins.
With Hesheng's capabilities in the Federation, looking into such information was no problem. In less than an hour, he received an answer, one that made him suck in a cold breath: the handset's code came from the military, and it was specifically supplied to the Third Legion.
As for which army the handset belonged to—the Seventh, Eighth, or Ninth—that was highly classified information. It would take at least three to five days to determine, and the investigation itself could easily alert the military.
However, He Runxian did not think there was any need to investigate further. Whether it was the Seventh Army stationed in space or the Eighth and Ninth Armies defending Xingzheng Star, the fact that the other party could produce such a thing showed that they possessed considerable power.
He even felt that producing this handset was the other party's indirect way of warning him.
Feng Jun did indeed have that intention, but ultimately, it was because civilian handsets were not secure.
So, an hour later, after the production base had counted and transported away the buried Energy Stones, He Runxian arranged for someone to contact Feng Jun and ask what sort of mining equipment he needed.
Feng Jun was utterly blunt. "You aren't qualified to speak with me. Have He Runxian talk to me."
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