Full Harvests

Ji Yang opened his eyes to see countless twinkling stars in the night sky.

No, not that many.

Blinking hard, only a few remained.

Could it be that the constellation of stars filling my vision from the beating hasn't cleared yet...

"Cough, cough!" He coughed heavily, spitting out a few mouthfuls of bloody froth mixed with small fragments. Ji Yang grimaced, his voice verging on tears: "My internal organs have been smashed to pieces-"

"Save me..." He dialed the connection to the Director's Team, "Save me!"

"Hmm?" The director on the other end instantly grew nervous, "Ji Yang, what's wrong with you?"

In the past few minutes, the live broadcasts of several explorers had experienced disconnections. Including Ji Yang, Yue Wen, and Zhao Xing'er, the director had already dispatched people according to their coordinates to observe the situation.

If anything untoward happened during the live broadcast, independent cultivators were one thing, but the Hidden Dragon Pool would definitely pursue the matter aggressively!

"I ran into a particularly powerful Tiger Demon wearing a suit... It should be gone by now. It knows a Martial Arts Technique and beat me into critical condition with a single punch." Ji Yang said continuously: "There are at least two extremely high-level monsters in this Wasteland Zone. You must stop the live broadcast and catch them, otherwise everyone is in great danger!"

He recounted his experience, coughing up a couple more mouthfuls of blood as he spoke; just listening to it sounded miserable.

"Really?" Hearing his dying voice, the director no longer dared to doubt the authenticity. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Connect everyone to the call!"

"Uh, but if everyone connects together, the conversation might be exposed to the audience. Will that affect the experience?" An assistant nearby hesitated and said.

"We can't worry about that anymore. Safety must be the absolute first priority." The director said: "Connect!"

"Alright!"

At the command, everyone's earpieces were pulled into the conference call.

"Everyone, I am very sorry to announce some news to you." The director said in a deep voice, "Just moments ago, Ji Yang encountered a Demon Beast and suffered severe injuries. I've already sent people to pick him up according to his coordinates. There should be Demon Beasts exceeding our designated tier appearing in this Simulated Wasteland Zone. The specific reason is still unknown, but... they shouldn't be something you can handle. Please stay where you are right now and do not move. The production team will send people to protect you, and then Middle Three Realms practitioners will be dispatched to clear out those Demon Beasts. During this time, you must be careful of a Muntjac Demon holding a monkey wrench..."

"That one's already dead." Yue Wen replied.

"Ah?" The director said, "You killed it?"

"Yeah, it went pretty smoothly." Yue Wen said.

"And..." Ji Yang suddenly let out a weak voice.

"Right, and there's also... isn't there still a Tiger Demon wearing a suit?" The director said again, "This one is even more savage. That's the one that beat Ji Yang into critical condition."

"Right, right, right." Ji Yang emphasized: "The Muntjac Demon didn't actually do much to me; it was mainly the Tiger Demon."

"If it's that one, it's also dead." Yue Wen's calm voice came from that side once again.

"Eh?" The director paused, "Are you sure? You encountered and killed both of these monsters?"

"That's right." Yue Wen said: "You can send new Bee-Insect Cameras over to take a look later. When I was chasing the Muntjac Demon earlier, I ran into the Tiger Demon and just killed it along the way. I don't think it's reached the point of affecting the live broadcast."

Silence fell over the connection, followed by the sound of a fountain water jet launching.

"Pfft-"

Next, another voice from the medical staff came through, "Director, we are the team that arrived here to rescue Ji Yang. His injuries are indeed very severe; he probably won't be able to continue participating in the project."

"How is his condition?" The director asked nervously.

"The injuries are indeed very severe, but they had already stabilized..." The opposite side replied, "However, right after speaking a few words with you all, he suddenly started suffering from sudden heart-fire and vomiting blood endlessly! Look, it's over three meters high!"

The sound of the emergency rescue team exclaiming in admiration came from the surroundings, "I'm filming it. Wow, first time seeing a blood pillar that high."

"This has to be posted to Moments."

"Is that okay?"

"It's fine, I blocked my colleagues."

"Alright, carry him out for rescue." The director wore an expression of having heard nothing at all, "As for the others, you should be able to continue, right?"

"No problem." Su Renxue's cold voice rang out, "Anyway, we people from the Hidden Dragon Pool can."

Just a moment ago, there was a whole build-up about how miserable Ji Yang was and how strong those two Demon Beasts were, only for an independent cultivator to turn around and "casually" kill them both.

It was truly somewhat embarrassing.

As Ji Yang's Senior Sister, Su Renxue had to step up at this moment to uphold the prestige of her own sect.

Ji Yang getting injured was a minor matter, but losing face for the sect-why, hundreds of thousands of people were watching this!

"Then the project continues. If you encounter any monsters whose strength exceeds expectations again, you must notify us in time." The director said.

After hanging up the connection, she also let out a long sigh of relief, "That almost turned into a major disaster."

If this live broadcast had to stop due to a mishap, her career development within the company would also suffer a huge impact, and it might be very difficult for her to ever get the chance to take charge of a project of this scale again.

Ji Yang's shooting off his mouth almost ruined her future.

She had originally thought that the two Demon Beasts he mentioned were truly overwhelmingly strong. Now it seemed that since everyone else could easily handle them, it simply proved that Ji Yang was the one who was overwhelmingly weak.

"The next time there's a project like this, the selection of people must be much more rigorous." She spoke in a low voice to those around her, "We can't just select any stray cats and dogs and let a lump of stinking dog crap ruin a pot of porridge."

In the mountain forest in the distance.

The "stinking dog crap" was currently lying on a stretcher. The medical staff had just stabilized his heart pulse, wiped away the blood stains on his chest, and were now preparing to send him back to the rear.

Ji Yang stared flatly at the sky, tears filling his eye sockets.

I awakened at fifteen, entered the sect at sixteen, mastered the Shadow-Mystic Divine Ability at eighteen, and stepped into the Unity Realm at nineteen. I always thought I was an outstanding talent among my peers, but today I realized...

Could it be that I am entirely a piece of trash?

Maybe I should just really die.

Yue Wen was unaware that his perfunctory words had invisibly caused so much psychological damage to someone else; he simply wanted to let this live broadcast continue peacefully.

With piles of Evil-Suppressing Money lying all over the ground, who would want to leave?

He certainly didn't.

Not just the Evil-Suppressing Money, but broadcasting a little longer would also earn him more monetary income.

These were all things he urgently needed right now.

Actually, it was only last night that he had completely reached the Great Completion of the Unity Realm. However, after achieving completion, he didn't feel the happiness he had imagined; instead,

he felt a bit of a headache.

Because this meant that practicing more martial arts techniques would hold little significance for him anymore.

After the Third Realm reached completion, if he wanted to continue making progress, he had to undergo the blazing fire of Astral Refining and ascend to the Astral Realm.

He had originally thought he could leisurely save materials on one side while cultivating, and by the time of completion, the materials would more or less be gathered as well. A natural and smooth breakthrough-how comfortable would that be?

Who would have thought it would arrive so quickly.

Having too high comprehension was quite troublesome.

If he were to now slowly save money to buy materials, that would be a waste of time. He had to rush to gather the four Immortal Materials for refining the Chaos Dragon Astral Force, and the pressure instantly mounted.

As his biggest windfall of the recent period, this live broadcast was something he could even less afford to give up lightly.

After ending the connection, he exchanged a glance with Zhao Xing'er, "Let's search together. We'll split whatever we find 50-50."

Huang Dahu had run the Tiger Head Gang for many years; even after surviving that great disaster, he should still have some savings on him. Assassins of the Muntjac brothers' tier must charge extremely exorbitant fees. Since neither of them were Demon Beasts from the Wasteland Zone, they might have some money and treasures on them, making corpse-looting worthwhile.

Right away, Yue Wen and Zhao Xing'er began a thorough search.

There was nothing on Second Muntjac except for a broken mallet, but he had to admit that the material of this mallet was exceptionally good and shockingly hard. Even after trading a direct blow against the Drum-Beating Urn-Gold Warhammer, it hadn't completely shattered.

Big Muntjac's wrench was the same.

Yue Wen simply kept both the mallet and the wrench. Even if he didn't use them himself, taking them to sell for materials should still earn him a little bit.

Even a dung beetle's leg is still meat, after all.

Apart from that, however, there were no valuables of any kind on the Muntjac brothers. Big Muntjac only had an extra key on him with the number "58" marked on it, which looked like the key to a storage locker.

The two brothers' belongings might be stored in a place like that, but without knowing where the locker was, having the key didn't seem to hold much meaning either.

As for Huang Dahu, there was nothing on its body since its clothing and daily wear had been shattered to pieces; it was impossible for it to carry anything in its pockets.

However, hanging around its chest was a circular jade plaque with a smooth, glossy luster. Zhao Xing'er took it, gave it a feel, and said: "This is a piece of Sumeru Jade. Judging by the quality, it's average; it probably can't hold much stuff."

The so-called Sumeru Jade was the most common type of Storage Artifact, where array patterns were engraved into spiritual jade material to carve out a portable small space. Items like the one on Huang Dahu's chest were the most ordinary Sumeru Jade, estimated to have a storage space of only a few cubic meters.

Zhao Xing'er's tone was dismissive, looking down on such mass-market goods, but when Yue Wen heard it, his eyes lit up instead.

"Sumeru Jade is good. I happen to be lacking a Storage Artifact." He said with a smile.

He couldn't open this jade plaque right now and would have to go back and slowly refine it. Fortunately, low-grade Storage Artifacts like this didn't have overly complex array patterns, making them relatively convenient to re-refine.

Otherwise, some high-tier Storage Artifacts couldn't be opened even if the original owner died, and some would even self-destruct along with their master, which would be troublesome.

Once the refining was finished, even if there was nothing inside the jade plaque, he would still gain an extra usable Storage Artifact. This trip could be considered a full harvest.

What more could be said?

Thank you, little tiger.