Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 293: Chapter 293: Shocking Sight (Asking for Monthly Votes, Third Release)

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Mou Miao’s voice was very low when he mentioned the price because he felt utterly ashamed.

A similar branded diesel generator would cost about half as much as a non-branded Boiler Camel Motorcycle.

It’s said that the Boiler Camel Motorcycle can burn a more varied fuel mix, which means lower fuel costs, so a more expensive machine shouldn’t be an issue—it’s economical to use, after all.

But in reality, back when diesel generators replaced Boiler Camel Motorcycles, it was a case of high-end goods replacing low-end goods. Diesel generators’ advantages include low noise, no pollution, high safety, and easy management, among others.

As for the price and fuel consumption, diesel generators have always been high-end products.

So, Mou Miao felt a bit embarrassed that the Boiler Camel Motorcycle he came up with was twice the price of a similar-type diesel generator.

However, he also explained that this was the price before standardization. If they could actually reach a production rate of one hundred units per month, the cost of the Boiler Camel Motorcycle could drop to between fifteen to twenty thousand.

And if they could reach a monthly demand of one thousand units, the cost of the Boiler Camel Motorcycle could be reduced to under ten thousand.

Feng Jun was not very sensitive to pricing. Those who run monopoly businesses never worry about costs. What he cared about was, “Can we really finalize the design in fifteen days?”

“Theoretically, it’s possible,” Mou Miao said with the meticulousness expected of an engineer. “But I’m already considering an improved model because I feel that the current model is particularly user-unfriendly. I hope to develop an improved model simultaneously.”

“Then go ahead and develop it,” Feng Jun didn’t think such a small sum was a big deal. “You have a budget at hand anyway, so start spending… uh, another call is coming in, I need to take it first.”

The caller was Wang Haifeng, whose voice was filled with unmistakable joy, “Master, I’ve completed the third diagram and I feel full of vigor. Can I start practicing the fourth one?”

Oh, has he reached the intermediate level already? Feng Jun was also happy for him. But in his heart, there was some doubt—was this guy’s cultivation speed really that impressive?

Strictly speaking, Coach Wang’s cultivation speed was not even close to his own. However, Feng had gone through multiple space transition refine marrow sessions, and the cultivation technique he used was the “Tai Chi Technique.”

More importantly, Feng Jun had discovered his ability to sense qi on his own, not through someone else’s guidance.

So he pondered for a moment before responding, “Wait for me, I’ll come back and check on you.”

An hour later, he drove back to Peach Blossom Valley. As he entered the gate of the villa, he was surprised to find two dogs lying near the entrance. They didn’t move away upon seeing the car, only lifting their heads and making a low “woof woof” sound.

Both dogs were large breeds. Feng Jun wasn’t fond of dogs and could only recognize that there seemed to be a German Shepherd among them.

But disliking dogs didn’t mean he could run them over, did it? While cursing the dog owner’s irresponsibility for letting large breeds roam free, he lazily honked twice.

The dogs shifted from lying down to standing, staring fiercely at the car, still unwilling to leave the entrance.

Feng Jun was getting angry and really wanted to step on the gas and run these two beasts over, but after thinking it through, he still got out of the car and approached the dogs with a stern face.

However, dogs are particularly good at reading human expressions. Although lethargic just moments before, sensing an approaching human got them immediately alert to Feng Jun’s imposing demeanor.

The German Shepherd took a step forward, let out a low growl from its throat—a warning to the intruder.

So this is your territory now? Feng Jun almost laughed in anger, but his steps didn’t slow.

The German Shepherd tucked its tail and bolted; the other black-and-white dog reacted even faster, leaping twenty meters away and barking furiously at Feng Jun.

Feng Jun pointed at the two dogs and spoke coldly, “Block the door again, and you’re both dead.”

He didn’t think the dogs could understand him, but since dog owners always claim their pets are smart, he gave them a warning in advance. If he had to act later, it wouldn’t be unjust.

As he drove into the yard, Li Xiaobin and Wang Haifeng, hearing the dogs barking, also came out from the villa.

Feng Jun frowned slightly and asked sternly, “What’s going on with these two dogs?”

“No idea,” Li Xiaobin shook her head with a terrified look. “They’ve been wandering around here for three days.”

She had been afraid of dogs since childhood. The dogs had started by just roaming nearby, but later they blocked the gate, which scared her from going out. Fortunately, she could order delivery on her mobile phone.

But Wang Haifeng was eager to show off his achievements, “I’ll call Fatty Xu. If we can’t find the dog’s owner, we’ll just catch and sell them… Master, can you give me some advice now?”

Inside the villa, Feng Jun helped Coach Wang test his progress. Sure enough, not only had he reached the intermediate level of martial artists, but his qi circulation was also flawless. Apart from some instability in his qi, there were no other issues.

Feng Jun’s observation of their cultivation was extremely detailed. He believed it was essential to understand all kinds of situations to make informed decisions since he intended to teach others beyond just these two.

He furrowed his brow and asked, “According to my estimation, you shouldn’t have finished the third diagram so quickly. Did something happen?”

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“Not at all,” Wang Haifeng lifted an eyebrow, almost bragging about how exceptionally gifted he was.

But in the end, he restrained himself and honestly replied, “My recent cultivation has been going very smoothly, perhaps it’s… enlightenment?”

There, he couldn’t hold back after all.

Enlightenment… Feng Jun found this reason a bit speechless, but on second thought, he himself had the protagonist’s halo, so it seemed reasonable for a supporting character to occasionally have a burst of fury, with a lucky +1 or something.

So he temporarily set that issue aside, “Then you should stabilize for a while… By the way, after completing the third illustration, you need to rest. Did you pay attention to the cultivation technique I gave you?”

“I did look at it,” Wang Haifeng felt a bit wronged, “But lately, my sense of qi has been very good. I have an intuition that just resting appropriately is enough, and I can continue to practice, which is why I asked you if I could train more intensively?”

In fact, he was still a bit indignant inside. His recent goal was to surpass Xu Leigang, and further down the road… to put effort into catching up with Feng Jun.

A recent good sense of qi? Feng Jun had a vague idea of what was going on, “Xu Leigang these past two days… Has something been happening at home?”

“He’s playing with his precious daughter. His daughter finished first in her class on the final exam,” Wang Haifeng replied with a smile, “He promised her all sorts of food and fun, planning to celebrate for three days, so he can only come to work at night.”

Feng Jun sighed silently to himself. What do they mean by immortal families being heartless? This kind of joy that normal people should have is really a luxury for cultivators.

Of course, he couldn’t say Xu Leigang did something wrong, but Fatty Xu… might really be missing out on a fortuitous opportunity.

After Feng Jun completed the check, he didn’t say anything and just walked into the living room. He glanced casually around, nodded slightly, “These dozen pots of flowers are well-kept… the gladioluses are about to bloom, Xiao Bin, you’ve worked hard.”

Seeing the two of them chatting leisurely, Coach Wang snuck out of the villa and called Xu Leigang from the courtyard, “Lao Xu, you better take care of your daughter. The master is not happy with your recent progress in cultivation.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Leigang felt really aggrieved. I don’t spend that much time with my daughter. She did well this year, so I fulfilled my promise to reward her. That’s what’s supposed to happen, right?

Unable to resist showing off, Wang Haifeng boasted that he had already practiced the third illustration and planned to start on the fourth after two days of consolidation, “…Lao Xu, you could still cultivate at night if you can’t during the day. Instead, all you know is to sleep.”

This guy has always been like this, never forgetting to flaunt himself when belittling others.

Lei Gang roared in anger, “If I practice at night, how am I supposed to spend time with my daughter during the day?”

While the two of them were muttering to each other, Li Xiaobin heard Feng Jun praise her flower care and couldn’t help blushing, “Actually… I just water them casually, I haven’t put in much effort.”

This sounded modest, but she knew very well that it was quite true.

“It’s still not easy. This orchid is looking lively, almost rivaling the gladiolus,” Feng Jun said with a smile, “Did you add some new fertilizer lately?”

“I didn’t add any fertilizer,” Li Xiaobin honestly shook her head, then after some thought she added, “The air has been good lately, the oranges and apples I bought are easily preserved… They don’t wilt on the table.”

“Oh,” Feng Jun nodded slowly while wandering towards the window. After gazing outside for a moment, he sighed again.

He truly felt pity for Xu Leigang, such a great opportunity and you choose to spend it with your previous life’s beloved.

Upon hearing him sigh, Li Xiaobin also went over and looked out the window, immediately getting angry, “They are at the door again, those two dead dogs! I’m going to call the property management!”

Feng Jun fell silent for a moment then spoke up, “Let it be, have Lao Xu deal with it. It would be best if their owner could keep them tied up at home.”

He decided to forgive these two dogs because their presence was simple; they sensed the spiritual energy leaking out from inside the house.

There were three condensing spirit stones in Feng Jun’s storage room, and one of them was leaking a slight amount of spiritual energy.

Wang Haifeng’s ability to complete the third illustration ahead of time and eagerly try the fourth, the well-grown houseplants, and the preserved freshness of the fruits were all for the same reason: they benefited from being nourished by the spiritual energy.

The amount of spiritual energy wasn’t abundant, and ordinary people rarely perceived it. Wang Haifeng, having practiced more diligently lately, reaped the benefits, but he wasn’t even aware that an external force was aiding him.

However, the two dogs outside clearly sensed something unusual here, which is why they stubbornly refused to leave.

Feng Jun didn’t feel fond of dogs because he disliked those who walked dogs without leashes, transferring some of that dislike to the dogs themselves — in fairness, these dogs were suffering on behalf of others.

But even so, he didn’t think these two dogs deserved to die — although he had almost killed them a moment ago.

Now, it seemed these two were quite fortunate. Not only had they encountered spiritual energy, but they also discovered it.

(That’s the third update, calling for monthly votes.)

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