The Fishing Plan

"Who reviews it?" Su Ming asked. "Who supervises it?"

Sangzi paused in her speech.

"In short, this oversight team will also be subject to my inspection," Su Ming continued. "If I discover any deception, violations, or collusion among the researchers during the process, the experiment will be cancelled!" His voice was cold. "We possess some special sensory abilities; I believe you've already guessed that."

Sangzi remained silent, but even she, slow to realize, knew she was being targeted by her own people: someone was using Su Ming to relay a message.

She looked up at Jin Rongjia, then at Ling Wen, who sat upright behind the Little Spiky Head, and gritted her teeth inwardly.

"What dedicated protection! They're guarding their own people so tightly!" she thought angrily to herself.

Jin Rongjia seemed completely oblivious to this, and calmly said, "Mr. Su's request is acceptable."

"Also, I have a task that needs the Sangzi Group to complete," Su Ming said with a smile. "Ms. Sangzi, let's discuss it at another time if it's convenient."

Is this a way of offering a reward?

Sangzi suppressed her anger and smiled at Su Ming again, "Okay, I'll be waiting anytime!"

Ling Wen handed a stack of documents to the Little Spiky Head. Su Ming opened it; it was a paper document reporting on technical details by Sangzi. He raised his hand, and the paper immediately shredded into powder, scattering throughout the room.

"I'm sorry," Su Ming said apologetically, "I'm used to teleporting like this."

Elsewhere in the building, people inside witnessed this scene through a security camera.

The control room operator picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Immediately turn the air filtration system in the conference room to maximum power."

"Receive."

The meeting continued. Across from the Little Spiky Head, the last person in charge began to speak.

"I am the head of Harvest Machinery Factory," he identified himself to Su Ming. "That good-for-nothing Kong Ruifeng has caused you trouble, and we sincerely apologize."

He opened the folder, pulled out a photo, and handed it to Su Ming. "This is our prediction for the next step."

Su Ming picked it up, his eyes immediately lighting up. It depicted a strangely shaped, enormous airplane, anchored on the azure sea. "This... I really can't refuse!"

****

"The Harvest Machinery Factory is nothing special. These people keep their most advanced equipment hidden at home, never letting it show. They've practiced their dragon-slaying skills for decades, but have nowhere to test them," Miao Mu said. "They won't pose a danger to you. Just give them a five-star review and provide them with combat data, and they'll be overjoyed. In fact, the more advanced the weapons you want, the better!"

"I'd like to too, but we're limited by the availability of materials and logistics here," Su Ming sighed regretfully.

"Don't worry, they'll only be more impatient than you to find a solution," Miao Mu said. "As for the rest, if you have anything of value that can divert their attention from dismantling my daughter, that would be ideal."

"Yes, but we need to deal with the mole first," Su Ming said. "Then we can begin the process."

The Gospel Material possesses immeasurable value, but it's a futures contract. Su Ming has thought of a path that might allow him to begin analyzing it ahead of time. This requires Sangzi to fully utilize a prerequisite technology, which is also something Su Ming plans to find for them.

"That's about it," Miao Mu said. "As both sides continue to profit, the whole thing will enter a positive cycle."

"Is the world bustling with activity, all for profit?"

"Of course," Miao Mu replied, "It applies to everyone and every organization; the only difference is the different forms of 'profit'—aren't you one?"

That's for sure. Su Ming relied on the powerful support from Earth; otherwise, how could he challenge the forces from another world?

The company's willingness to invest regardless of cost is clearly a necessary exploration.

"As cooperation becomes closer, stakeholders will become your strongest protectors," Miao Mu said. "Conflicts and differences will be diluted by huge benefits; this is the mainstream of development."

"Understood," Su Ming said.

Miao Mu thought for a moment, "As for Jin Rongjia, Ling Wen, and their group, there's not much to consider. Their job is security."

"They have their own demands too," Su Ming said, when suddenly the float on his fishing rod sank. He jerked the rod up sharply, and it bent violently into a crescent shape, almost snapping the line. A fish was pulled to the surface, splashing water everywhere.

Su Ming pulled the fishing rod with all his might. The hooked fish thrashed and jumped, but it wouldn't come off the hook. He dragged it to the shore by force.

"No, you didn't even put bait on the fish!" Miao Mu said indignantly.

He picked up the landing net and, together with Su Ming, scooped the fish out. Hanging it on a spring scale, it was a carp weighing about eight pounds.

Miao Mu held the fish and asked Su Ming to take a picture of it. Then he stuffed the fish into the fish basket, muttering to himself the whole time, "How did they even get this fish?" and "Are the fish blind?"

Finally, Miao Mu asked Su Ming.

"What does Jin Rongjia want?"

"Didn't he tell you when he asked you to relay these messages today?" Su Ming reeled in his fishing rod and tossed it onto the riverbank. "Of course, you're just like us, fishing!"

****

Inside the meeting room.

Thirty minutes had passed, Jin Rongjia announced the end of the meeting.

Ling Wen immediately stood up and quickly left the conference room with Miao Xin. They walked through a long corridor to a helipad at the back of the building. An AC312E helicopter was already ready, its rotors slowly turning.

According to the plan, there were three transportation options, and the choice was made on short notice. This time, the helicopter was chosen.

"Point-to-point flight, estimated arrival time is twenty minutes." Amidst the noise of the propellers, Ling Wen raised her voice to Miao Xin, "Don't worry, we'll be there soon!"

Miao Xin gave Ling Wen an OK sign and boarded the helicopter alone. Inside the cabin, two fully armed pilots were already in place, their faces obscured by heavy flight helmets.

After a brief exchange of hand gestures among the three, the lead pilot pressed the communication button, "Tower, this is AC312EX, requesting takeoff."

"AC312EX, clearance for takeoff!"

As the control tower confirmed the arrival, the helicopter engines roared to life and it rose steadily vertically from the ground. At the same time, two escort helicopters took off from a nearby airport and quickly joined the formation.

Miao Xin breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in her chair.

"Is my mission over?"

"Almost there," Ling Wen's voice came through the earpiece. "Just wait and see."

The three-plane formation flew smoothly in the clear sky, and in the blink of an eye, they had already covered half the distance.

At a certain moment, a strong energy fluctuation suddenly descended, and a faint engraving quietly appeared on the side of the helicopter.

The soul fire in Miao Xin's eyes trembled suddenly, and she immediately sat up straight.

"What's wrong?" Su Ming asked hurriedly.

[It's Resentment Mark, an extremely powerful Resentment Mark!]

Miao Xin quickly activated her senses. The helicopter, which had been perfectly normal, was now almost entirely enveloped in tangible Resentment Mark! From a distance, it looked like a lump of coal emitting black smoke in the air.

Its ferocity was incomparable to anything she had ever seen before!

"Sister, the guests have arrived!" Miao Xin warned into the intercom.

Su Ming frowned. The Resentment Mark was found in the Truth Cult of the Plundering Clock, but why did it appear at this particular time?

This is no coincidence!

****

On the other end of the intercom, Ling Wen glanced at the numerous surveillance screens in front of her. "I haven't found anything unusual on my end."

However, before she could finish speaking, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded, and the helicopter Miao Xin was in suddenly lost lift!

Wind shear!

The automatic flight system attempted to recover, but to no avail, and the helicopter began to tilt uncontrollably.

To make matters worse, the tail rotor malfunction alarm also sounded at the same time, and the fuselage began to spin!

The two escort aircraft immediately distanced themselves to give the AC312E-1 room to maneuver, but to no avail. The helicopter spun around and crashed into the forest hundreds of meters below. The massive impact snapped many trees in half, and thick smoke and flames shot into the sky.

The mountainous area is sparsely populated, and only some drivers on the highway witnessed this scene. Many people stopped their cars in the emergency lane, took out their mobile phones to take pictures, and compared the zoom effect of their cameras.

One of the black sedans simply rolled down its window. The driver sensed the location of the crashed helicopter and said into his phone, "Lord Alituo, it's confirmed to be ' Broken Wing's' spiritual wave!"

On the other side of the highway, a middle-aged man known as Alituo was on the phone. He too was gazing at the thick smoke rising from the helicopter crash site, and commanded into the phone, "Diodos, detonate her immediately!"

"Yes, ma'am!" came the reply from the phone.

Alituo put down his phone, sunlight illuminating his pale face. He gestured for his men to speed up and drive away. They were only a little over two kilometers from where Miao Xin's plane had crashed; they had to get out of the danger zone as soon as possible.

****

Diodos put down the phone. He was closer than Alituo, but the activation and eruption of the vengeful spirit was a gradual process. As long as he passed through the tunnel ahead in time and took cover behind the mountain, he wouldn't be directly harmed!

As for the aftershocks and secondary damage, he has no fear of them given his physique and strength.

Diodos extended his hand out of the car window, intently sensing the energy fluctuations in the distance. The distance was considerable, but he still precisely locked onto his target and suddenly released a powerful burst of negative energy.

Soon, strange changes began to occur at the helicopter crash site. Dark energy surged violently. A spirit began to swell, taking shape from the wreckage and trembling violently. The previously stable spiritual energy waves also began to become chaotic and distorted.

Diodos didn't stop, but continued to pour in the energy. Last time in Vietnam, that low-level member's attack unexpectedly failed, which meant that Broken Wing could actually return from its activated state.

Although he didn't know why, the fact that he, a member of the Minute Hand Level, personally took action this time was to prevent such a thing from happening again. If the Broken Wing could return, then he would push her directly into the deepest part!

He didn't stop until the vengeful spirit in the distance completely exploded. The soul rose from the helicopter wreckage, expanding violently to over ten meters. From a distance, the spirit's form on the Broken Wing had completely separated from humanity.