Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 367: Chapter 367 Headless Fly

Cao Weihua and the others were simply unable to comprehend the scene unfolding before them.

One of the attendants was busy exonerating himself, “It definitely wasn’t the boxed meals’ fault, our people didn’t eat the boxed meals, and they still had an attack.”

Another attendant, more inclined to think, said, “I’ve noticed that the people with the severe reactions are all those who threw stones. Could it be… could it be that they have offended the mountain god?”

His statement touched upon superstition, but strictly speaking… theoretically it was correct.

The chaos, of course, was caused by Feng Jun.

What means did he use? It was the “Bewitching Heart Poison Powder” from another plane.

The Yongyi Duke’s Princely Heir once tried to use the poison powder against him but ended up having it confiscated by him.

A few days ago, when he dealt with Director Luo, it was this very substance he used, in a smaller dosage, causing only minor hallucinations, which is why he filmed a little video.

But in fact, the Bewitching Heart Poison Powder is a type of drug that can be used on a large scale, originally intended to be released in a formation by his opponents.

This poison powder won’t kill, and on the Earth Plane it is only used to capture people. Cultivators would be bound by it, but as long as they hold out for three days, they will slowly recover.

The reason why Director Luo’s two people were able to wake up quickly was that someone had an Antidote Pill from the Yu Family in his possession.

Feng Jun originally didn’t plan to do this to ordinary people; although all of them had taken money to cause him trouble—belonging to the “pitiable people must have a detestable side”—the number of people on the scene was quite substantial. Even if it wouldn’t kill anyone, he didn’t want to create widespread panic.

However, Cao Weihua’s attitude was infuriating, arrogantly assuming it was only right to scheme against others’ property, and if someone didn’t want to be schemed against, they deserved to die.

This bizarre way of thinking was utterly unacceptable to Feng Jun, especially since the other party had made threats, promising a show of force within a day or two. Moreover, given their undaunted demeanor, it was certain they had some extreme measures yet to be unleashed.

Feng was willing to be reasonable, but he was certainly not unconditionally kind-hearted. Thus, as he gestured to send the visitors away, he activated his inner Qi and sent the Bewitching Heart Poison Powder flying through the air.

This was also because the rain had just briefly ceased. If it had been a clear day, the effectiveness of the Bewitching Heart Poison Powder would have been even better, and it would have lasted longer in the air.

As for why those who threw stones exhibited more severe symptoms, the reason was clear—they were the closest to the manor gates, gathered together, and therefore bore the brunt of it.

Those who hadn’t crowded tightly around the manor gates were luckier, and many stood further away. Even if they had been paid, they didn’t participate actively, and these people were largely unaffected by the poison powder.

Of course, they were fortunate it was a rainy day. If it hadn’t been, they would certainly have been unlucky too.

Anyway, those who were merely onlookers fared much better, while those who threw stones were out of luck.

Naturally, some began to speculate that perhaps they had offended the mountain god.

But there were also attendants who expressed dissent, “Impossible, right? These are just two little mounds… you’re talking about a mountain god?”

Indeed, they were just little mounds, only about a hundred meters tall.

The speaker grew heated, “Aren’t you just arguing for the sake of arguing? A mountain need not be high; if it has a spirit, it’s powerful. Don’t underestimate the importance of a village chief!”

“Enough arguing!” Cao Weihua roared, his mind in turmoil, “Go and tally up, see if what you’re guessing is the case.”

The tally took about twenty minutes, and the result… need not be mentioned.

When Cao Weihua received the results, the villagers also heard the other party’s queries and came up with some speculations of their own.

In an instant, countless people looked toward Luohua Manor from afar, their eyes filled with shock and deep reverence.

As mentioned before, Funiu Province has seen the rise of many religious sects and Daoist sects throughout its history, with a lot of superstitious believers, especially in rural areas.

There were also villagers who were not superstitious—strictly speaking, they looked down on Feng Jun, “Psh, an outsider, how could he have attracted the favor of our local mountain god?”

Then someone argued with him; when it came to such superstitious tales, many were eager to engage in heated debates, very much with an “I know the truth and everything else is heresy” attitude.

“Who said it was the mountain god? It’s clearly the river god. The river god governs how many miles of waterways. Even Greater Zhengyang is just a part of it. Would the deity bother with distinctions between locals and outsiders?”

“Exactly, exactly, these two mounds represent the gates of the river god’s home; that manor gate is like the stone lions in front of the gate.”

Then some expressed dissatisfaction, “How could such a good place end up in the hands of an outsider?”

In the crowd, someone murmured, “I heard that man is adept at raising crows…”

At that, no one spoke up. They had just opposed Feng Jun and didn’t feel comfortable instantly switching sides to acknowledge their mistake.

Nevertheless, in the minds of most, a single thought emerged—extraordinary!

This sudden accident left Cao Weihua completely clueless about how to manage the aftermath.

It was finally one of his clever henchmen who shouted, “This is poisoning, a malicious poisoning, let’s take a few people and go to Zhengyang’s hospital for a test.”

Poisoning… Well, that wasn’t a completely implausible reason, so Cao Weihua had loaded seven or eight villagers into the three cars he brought and sped away from the crowd.

They had gone quite a distance when someone shouted, “Damn… the money hasn’t been distributed yet.”

Still want to get paid? Dream on, as Cao Weihua was never a good fellow. If he had no further use for these villagers in the future, he planned to keep the tens of thousands of yuan from today—now that you all don’t dare to oppose Feng Jun, what do I need you for?

However, he hadn’t completely given up on investigating the truth. Of the eight patients brought in from the scene, three were sent to the Chinese medicine hospital and three to the Western medicine hospital, while two were sent to a mental hospital.

Yet, Bewitching Heart Poison Powder was something that had never appeared on the Earth Plane; no results could be expected in the short term.

As mentioned earlier, the poison powder worked by volatilization and such types of poison required multiple batches of verification to possibly detect a pattern and achieve a breakthrough in pathological research.

Of course, that was merely a possibility.

That is to say, as long as Feng Jun didn’t use Bewitching Heart Poison Powder multiple times, solely based on this incident, no one could convict him.

But on the other hand, even though hospitals couldn’t quickly identify the problem, they could determine quite quickly that this disease was something we hadn’t seen before, at least lacking any symptoms of known, typical cases.

By the time Cao Weihua was certain of this news, it was already six in the afternoon. He was hiding in a chess club, gathering his people and asking loudly, “What suggestions do you have for dealing with Feng… and those money-grubbing scoundrels in Baixing Town?”

Hiring villagers with money was clearly no longer an option. Today’s ordeal was enough to make the villagers hesitate. If Feng Jun was bold enough to act with greater authority, it would be entirely normal for the villagers to turn against him.

Without the villagers causing trouble, calling in the SWAT team became pointless—in fact, even with the villagers’ cooperation, mobilizing SWAT would cost Cao Weihua too many resources.

Thinking about how he had stirred up so much trouble only to end up with this outcome made Cao Weihua feel very resentful.

Many henchmen looked at each other, none able to come up with a good idea.

In fact, opposing a billionaire truly required courage. In the past, it was Cao Weihua who served as the backbone for everyone. Now that even he was panicking, who else would dare to persist in courting death?

After a long time, someone finally made a suggestion, “Many people in Baixing Town are reacting strangely. We can ask the relevant people what happened that led to the change there.”

For example, Zhang Hongfei, or Ermao, maybe Director Luo could be approached for questioning…

Cao Weihua’s face darkened as he spoke bluntly, “I asked how to take down Luohua Manor, how to teach Feng a lesson… What about those in Baixing Town who take the money but don’t do the work? I want them to go to hell!”

He had actually already sent people to inquire and the news wasn’t very good, but discussing this matter openly would certainly cause morale to drop. Right now, he could only choose to suppress it forcefully.

“Then just find someone to take him down,” someone finally took a stance, “I have friends in that area, Brother Cao, if you’re interested, can I give you a contact?”

Cao Weihua’s interest was piqued, “Really? You contact them yourself, how much money is needed?”

He certainly didn’t want to be known as a murderer— he was young and had a bright future ahead of him.

“Let’s start with… fifty,” the henchman hesitated, “They’re professionals, a bit more expensive, but definitely worth it.”

Professional my ass, you’re ripping me off! Cao Weihua gave him a cold look, “Do you think I’m an idiot with too much money, or do you look down on my prospects? That price… is it for hiring retired special forces from Ivan Country?”

The henchman was startled, his mouth twitched, “Heh, I was just kidding.”

God knows he really had the connections, but since others suspected him of pocketing extra money, he didn’t bother to offer his warm face to cold asses—Cao’s vision just wasn’t big enough.

He was irritated inside and after a while, he stepped out to make a phone call, “Cao Weihua wants to harm Feng Jun, damn it, he doesn’t trust me, you can contact Feng Jun and sell this information for a good price.”

Feng Jun didn’t need to buy this information. Today’s Bewitching Heart Poison Powder was just the first step, used to counter the opponent’s offensive.

Cao Weihua had shown his claws and issued his final warning. Feng Jun had to mount a resolute counter-attack to protect his interests.

Simply building a wall around Luohua Manor had attracted such desperate and malicious villains. If he were to develop his assets further, who knew what he might encounter—at least Baixing Town still had some leverage on the land.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Feng Jun disliked trouble. He thought his previous reactions were still too kind. Now, it seemed that making an example was necessary.

Moreover, Cao Weihua left a very poor impression on him. After a double murder, he still had the audacity to return to Zhengyang to continue his aggressive stance, forcefully taking others’ property with no hint of integrity.

Such a man wouldn’t be grateful if you spared him; nine times out of ten, he would instead become enraged and harbor resentment.

If you don’t finish off the snake, you suffer its venom.

So, at the same time, Feng Jun was also planning a decisive counter-strike.