Chapter 2756 - 2748: You’re Talking About Me

Chapter 2756: Chapter 2748: You’re Talking About Me

Since childhood, Feng Jun has been deeply repulsed by acts of privilege, the special treatments that common people can’t access but the powerful can easily obtain.

However, a remark from the President of Mai Nation recently made him fully realize — "Maybe this is just life."

In human society, or rather, in any intelligent being’s society, privilege is likely ubiquitous; if you can’t have it, blame yourself for not being exceptional enough — or for being born in the wrong place.

The situation in the Human Federation is quite similar; ordinary people strive for life potions, while the rich aim to live even longer.

Of course, what attracts Feng Jun the most is that the other party actually agreed to consider providing a "Life Elixir Production Line."

After pondering for a while, he finally responded, "We don’t have longevity genes, the Federation’s scientists got it wrong. If selling life potions aims for this kind of return... then I’ll have to achieve my goals through other means."

Achieve what goal? Extending the lifespan of his subordinates or acquiring the Life Elixir Production Line? That’s open to interpretation.

His reaction didn’t surprise Xuan Gao, who instead laughed and said, "Our blood test analysis revealed that the accumulation of a certain special substance in your wounded warrior’s body would take five hundred to eight hundred years to reach."

"There’s no need to probe me," Feng Jun laughed, "He might truly be that old, but in reality, our longevity isn’t due to consuming anything or injecting any elixir; rather... we achieve it through cultivation."

"Cultivation..." Xuan Gao’s eyes immediately lit up, "Like martial training?"

As previously mentioned, on certain planets within the Federation, low martial societies exist.

"More or less," Feng Jun casually nodded, "The effects may differ, but the main idea is the same: Tap into the human body’s inner potential."

"Tap into the human body’s inner potential," Xuan Gao repeated the phrase, his eyes growing brighter, "You have a warrior who seemingly resisted the Main Cannon of the Warship with just his body, can the potential be that powerful?"

"You’re talking about me," Feng Jun responded with a stern face, "Made me the joke among my companions, and I haven’t settled the score with you yet."

"That warship was destroyed by insects," Xuan Gao’s face turned somber too, "No warriors on board survived."

"Uh... alright then," Feng Jun couldn’t help but pause, "The deceased should be respected, if that’s the case, let’s settle this account."

Xuan Gao’s somber mood lasted only a moment; he quickly adjusted his mindset — having seen many corpses, it was just another matter, "If cultivation reaches this extent... is it very difficult?"

"It’s not a matter of difficulty... I advise you to give up this notion," Feng Jun shook his head, stating calmly, "The Federation’s elite dreaming of living four or five hundred years is unrealistic, they’ve never cultivated."

Xuan Gao blinked and curiously asked, "Then for those like you who cultivate from a young age, what’s the maximum lifespan?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jun was initially stunned, then smiled and shook his head, "I won’t answer that... you’d go insane."

Actually, he didn’t want to say much, but since Tianqin cultivators were planning to conquer this world vigorously, it’s only a matter of time before the news leaks, so why not show some goodwill through such actions?

Just don’t make things too clear.

"I’d go insane..." Xuan Gao’s mouth twitched at this answer, causing his imagination to run wild. But it’s clear the other party won’t tell him more, so he asked again, "Then may I ask, your age?"

"I’m an exception, you don’t need to use me as a benchmark," Feng Jun smiled again, but ultimately he stated, "My age is approximately half of yours."

"Half my age?" Xuan Gao was finally stunned, "Cultivated for such a short time, yet able to withstand the Main Cannon of the Warship?"

"I seem to have already said, I’m an exception," Feng Jun expressed his dissatisfaction, "You’ve asked plenty; believe that in our faction, apart from me, nobody else would be this informative to you."

Xuan Gao was still pondering, "Daring to answer so much, does that mean... you hold a very high position in your faction?"

"Are you intent on speculating about me? What’s the point?" Feng Jun shook his head, amused, "Alright, we’ve talked long enough, the energy stones in your warehouse have been delivered, I should be going."

"Wait," Xuan Gao quickly shouted, and then looked suspiciously at the warehouse behind, "Can you multitask?"

He always assumed the stealthy transport of energy stones was an unknown method of Underground Leap, activated in secret, but now he’s surprised to find: You can actually focus on this while engaging in conversation?

Feng Jun still felt there’s no need for any concealment, so he smiled, "You have comrades, why can’t I have comrades?"

"Turns out it was comrades," Xuan Gao breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn’t help asking, "In your civilization, how many warriors have strength like yours?"

This question I cannot answer! Feng Jun chuckled, "I’m not comparable, but you... if I hadn’t healed that instructor, would you be in a tough spot?"

"If you don’t want to provide treatment, I can’t force it, can I?" Xuan Gao chuckled wryly, "However, even if you don’t consider future matters, you’re showing kindness by treating him, right?"

Feng Jun couldn’t help but retort, "We saved your entire Xingzheng Star... Doesn’t that count as kindness?"

Xuan Gao sighed helplessly, "Perhaps those high and mighty figures really don’t think kindness matters much... They see you as enemies of the Insect Race rather than saviors of humans in the Federation."

"Ha, truly boring," Feng Jun shook his head helplessly, "Alright, where is that Instructor?"

He’s not concerned with the views of the higher-ups but purely respects the Instructor’s actions. Moreover, in the future, Tianqin Cultivators inevitably will interact with the Federation, and he does not want the Federation to think poorly of their character due to his conduct.

— Since you’ve prepared ample supplies for me, it’s only right I reciprocate a little.

He felt somewhat stuck because the Instructor was actually in the Military Hospital in Zuo Jing!

On Frontier Stars, the best hospitals are generally Military Hospitals, which isn’t unusual. The problem is that, although Military Hospitals also treat civilian patients, there are too many checkpoints, especially in the areas where officers are treated, with guards every three steps and sentries every five.

Feng Jun hoped Xuan Gao could inform the hospital to bring the Instructor out.

But Xuan Gao indicated it wasn’t up to him. Even the hospital couldn’t decide, as the Instructor was a Federation Hero. Even if the military leader on Xingzheng Star gave the order, he’d have to explain himself to superiors afterward.

If the hero died during an external treatment trip, the military leader would be in trouble.

"You want me to go in to provide treatment?" Feng Jun sneered. He was familiar with these protocols, "Wouldn’t I have to undergo various inspections, maybe even... a body search?"

Xuan Gao didn’t dare deny it, only chuckled bitterly, "That’s a Federation Hero, attracting so much attention."

"Enough," Xuanyuan couldn’t stand it anymore, directly contacting Feng Jun via Divine Sense, "Have him tell you where the Federation Hero is, how to identify... I’ll get him out."

Half an hour later, in a certain section of the Military Hospital in Zuo Jing City, doctors and nurses simultaneously collapsed, and the much-attentioned "Heroic Instructor" disappeared without a trace, shrill alarms echoed throughout a small part of the city.

Many people searched everywhere, and some even thought of Xuan Gao, reaching out to him hastily.

Xuan Gao did not deny it, even outright stated: People found it troublesome, initially asking me to bring him out, but I knew it was not something I could do, so then they... I don’t know how they did it.

His words were reasonable and well-grounded, and no one could fault him. In fact, he even mentioned, if I hadn’t tried so hard to negotiate, they wouldn’t have been bothered to lend a hand for the treatment.

As for whether the treatment was effective, how would I know? Anyway, it’s been over a year since the war ended, and we still haven’t managed to save the person, just keeping him alive on the brink of death—things are even getting worse.

Zuo Jing City was chaotic for two days, and on the third day at dawn, the hospital was filled with alarm sounds again; doctors, nurses, and guards rushed over, only to find the Heroic Instructor peacefully sleeping under the eaves.

When Xuanyuan took him away, he emptied the entire nursing room. Now that he’s returned, there wasn’t a single bed left, which was frankly excessive.

However, this was what Feng Jun asked for; he discovered that the beds were high-tech and naturally wanted to keep them—even if it’s for the Heroic Instructor, the Federation wouldn’t mind sparing no expense to treat him, a bed more or less was trivial.

The Military Hospital staff didn’t mind the beds either; strictly speaking, it was better that those medical devices were absent because... the Heroic Instructor can now breathe on his own!

Previously, due to toxin infiltration, he didn’t even have the ability to breathe independently, relying solely on an external lung to live. Now he can actually breathe air directly, with the recovery extent astonishing everyone.

"This is... It’s them doing it!" Someone exclaimed suddenly. Clearly, she was aware of some secretive matters.

"Shut up!" A dignified middle-aged man glared at her coldly, "Don’t you know to consider the occasion when speaking?"

However, there were over twenty people on site, including recuperating officers; how could information possibly be contained?

It took less than half an hour for someone to contact Xuan Gao.

Xuan Gao was sleeping soundly and was quite irritable being awakened, but upon seeing that particular contact symbol, his anger vanished instantly, and he spoke respectfully, "Boss Zhi, what kind of urgent matter brings you calling in the dead of night?"

"Boss Zhi" laughed heartily, "Haha, Boss Xuan, you really did well, genuinely found them, even managed to get them to treat the Heroic Instructor. Now there’s something to discuss with you..."

Coincidentally, apart from Xuan Gao, others referred to Feng Jun’s civilization as "them."

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