The others did not know what Jiang He was thinking, but when they saw his somber expression alternating between rage and killing intent flashing across his body, they assumed that Jiang He was furious that the Sky Demon Cult's Saint had ambushed Wang Hou.
Of course …
Jiang He was indeed a little furious.
Still, it was fine to keep his words to himself, and there was no need to say them out loud.
On the other hand, Wang Hou …
Was he taking the blame for himself?
To a large extent, he was.
The Saint of the Sky Demon Cult had always been elusive and rarely moved about the outside world. In fact, no one knew if he was a man or a woman, tall or short, skinny or plump …
He would usually send his lackeys out to stir up trouble.
However, over the last month or so, Jiang He had slaughtered the Sky Demon Cultists ruthlessly. Leaving aside the average cultists, Jiang He had killed two of the Divine-tier Cardinals, as well as his left and right sentinels.
The nine Senior Elders …
They were almost wiped out.
Jiang He had killed four of the nine Holy Children.
Thirty-six Decans. Jiang He did not remember exactly how many Decans he had killed, but there must have been over a dozen. As for the Fiends, Jiang He was not bothered to count them, and it was precisely because he had slaughtered them so ruthlessly that the Saint of the Sky Demon Cult would suddenly appear.
Still, Jiang He was a little puzzled as to why they would ambush Wang Hou instead of him for revenge.
Collecting his thoughts, Jiang He turned to Zhou Yu and asked, "Are you injured badly, Minister Wang?"
"Not really, but he would have to confine himself for half a month."
Zhou Yu replied. "I had just received the news myself, and was about to return to Jingdu City overnight after meeting you, Mister Jiang."
"Is there anything you need from me, Mister Jiang?"
Jiang He did not hold back when Zhou Yu asked, and told him about the rice and wheat seeds.
"Mutated rice and wheat seeds?"
Zhou Yu replied in return, "Mister Jiang, there should be mutated rice and wheat seeds, but I believe that their mutation level is limited and would not reach floral spirit level."
"That's fine. It's fine as long as they are mutated seeds."
Beside him, Duan Tianhe added with a smile, "I don't know about the mutated wheat seeds, Jiang He, but we have mutated rice seeds in Lingzhou City. Coincidentally, it's harvest season, and our workers have found several paddy fields in nearby towns. The rice there had evolved to a certain degree, and I'll have someone deliver 200 catties to you tomorrow if you need it."
Delighted, Jiang He thanked him.
"If it's mutated wheat, I'll contact the people in charge of the MAD branches in various base cities and have them keep an eye out for it." Zhou Yu said. As Wang Hou's aide, spokesperson, and a leader of the Martial Arts Department (MAD), he had that right.
"Thank you, Assistant Zhou."
Jiang He thanked him, and his tone changed as he said, "By the way, Deputy Zhou, could I use your MAD's platform? I want to post a purchase notice, specifically for flying sword fragments, immortal arts, and the like."
"Of course, Assistant Zhou, if you have any information in this area, you can also provide it to me. I'll pay a high price for it. Raw Gold Ores, Wood Spirits, Spirit Pills, all of them are available."
Zhou Yu appeared stunned at Jiang He's offer, though he was inwardly puzzled.
A fragment of a flying sword Dharma treasure?
Immortal arts and Daoist arts?
Those things …
They might really exist.
No, they definitely did!
But since they were 'damaged', they were no different from trash, were they not? Why would Jiang He want them?
Still, Zhou Yu would not refuse since Jiang He had asked. "Don't worry, Mister Jiang," he said with a smile. "I'll definitely help you with this."
Ji Dongxu, who had been silent all this while, stepped up and said, "Mister Jiang, I know someone who has a broken sword, which might be a fragment of a flying sword. He is related to my clan, and has opened a martial arts dojo in Xi 'an City, and is a rank-six martial artist."
"Oh?"
Jiang He's interest was piqued.
Being a direct descendant of an ancient martial arts clan, Ji Dongxu was quite knowledgeable and had a lot of credibility.
After some discussion, Jiang He was ready to have Ji Dongxu bring him to meet that person overnight, which Ji Dongxu naturally agreed to.
Zhou Yu was about to leave as well, when Jiang He said, "Why don't you come with me, Deputy Zhou? We'll head to Jingdu City together after I'm done with that person. Minister Wang might not have been injured because of me, but it is ultimately related to me, and I should pay him a visit."
"Alright!"
Zhou Yu nodded, while Duan Tianhe rose to his feet to arrange a car.
"No need."
Jiang He smiled and said, "The road is bumpy. How long would it take to get there? I'll fly Grandmaster Ji and Deputy Zhou there. "
"By the way, Commander Chen …"
Before he left, Jiang He remembered something and took out a mung bean bullet with a turn of his hand, asking, "Commander Chen, take a look at this bullet. Which sniper rifle would it be suitable for?"
Chen Jingzhou took the bullet and weighed it a few times, and could not help becoming interested when he found that it was entirely green.
He squeezed it a few times to find that it was actually elastic, and brought it to his nose for a sniff, exclaiming in surprise, "Mister Jiang, why does this bullet smell like mung beans?"
Isn't this bullsh * t?
If the mung bean bullet did not smell like mung beans, could it be banana?
Of course, it would be too shocking to tell the truth. Jiang He smiled. "I had nothing to do, so I thought about making a batch of bullets out of mung beans … Don't underestimate my mung bean bullets, Commander Chen. Not only is it powerful, it's also very wide …"
Though Chen Jingzhou had no idea how Jiang He made bullets out of mung beans …
But …
You're talking to me about power?
The bullet felt soft to the touch. Before it hit the target, it would probably explode on its own during the high-speed flight … No, it might not even be able to fly out of the barrel. When the shot was fired, the needle would probably explode the moment it hit the target.
Holding back his laughter, Chen Jingzhou said, "The bullet should be 7.62mm, which is suitable for many sniper rifles. For example, the Type-88 sniper rifle commonly used in our country's military uses 7.62mm bullets."
"If you need it, Mister Jiang, I could have someone deliver two to you. The squad stationed outside the city has Type-88 sniper rifles."
Jiang He frowned.
Chen Jingzhou, you're so serious when you introduce yourself.
But what's the meaning of holding back his laughter?
Nodding, Jiang He said, "Thank you for your trouble, Commander Chen."
The group went downstairs, and within a few minutes, a soldier drove a military vehicle and delivered a Type-88 sniper rifle to Chen Jingzhou. Chen Jingzhou pulled the bolt and removed the bullets from the rifle. He introduced, "The Type-88 sniper rifle is the specialty of our country. Its stability and accuracy are top-notch in the world. There are two types: 5.8mm and 7.62mm. This 7.62mm fastener Type-88 sniper rifle weighs 5.8kg, is 102cm long, has a barrel of 62cm long, has a magazine capacity of 10 rounds, and has an effective range of 900m."
Reloading another bullet, Chen Jingzhou abruptly raised the gun and pulled the trigger, firing without even looking.
Crack!
A street lamp 200 meters away directly blew up.
Being a rank-nine pinnacle martial artist, his spirit was very strong. Even though he appeared not to have aimed, he had locked onto the lamp with his spirit before he fired.
Naturally, he could not hide that from Jiang He.
Jiang He sneered inwardly.
Was that old dog Chen Jingzhou putting on airs in front of him?
Accepting the Type-88 sniper rifle, Jiang He weighed it a few times and smiled. "This is the first time I've touched this thing … by the way, how do I load the bullets, Commander Chen?"
After Chen Jingzhou explained, Jiang He loaded the mung bean bullet and smiled. "It's my first time touching a gun, so I don't know how accurate it is. Don't laugh at me if I don't hit well."
Jiang He was aiming at one of the MAD's walls.
The distance …
It was around 400 meters, and the wall was 800 meters away from the nearest building.
He wanted to aim at the building, but was afraid that he would blow up the building if he fired, which was why it was better to be safe.
Chen Jingzhou looked at Jiang He, quietly shaking his head.
How could mung beans be used as bullets?
Still, he could not say anything since Jiang He wanted to play.
In the next instant.
Crack!
Jiang He pulled the trigger.
Under the night sky, the mung bean bullet glinted in crystalline green light. Like a green firefly shooting out at high speed, it struck the wall 400 meters away with a bang.
With a dull rumble, the mung bean bullet blew up the instant it hit the wall. Violent fiery light and shockwave erupted, destroying the greenery and trees near the wall at once, while the glass of the building 800 meters away shattered with loud bangs.
What the hell!
There was no telling who cried out in surprise, but Duan Tianhe, Cheng Dongfeng, Zhou Yu, Chen Jingzhou, and Ji Dongxu were all knocked several steps back by the powerful shockwave of the explosion, and had to circulate their True Qi to block it.
Jiang He's mouth hung open as he stared at the broken glass of the MAD's building, and promptly swept Ji Dongxu and Zhou Yu up into the air with a gust of True Qi, smiling embarrassedly. "I'm sorry, Chief Duan. I didn't know the bullet I randomly made would be so powerful …"
Time to go …
Whoosh!
Up in the night sky, Jiang He turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared over the horizon, his voice echoing beside Duan Tianhe, Chen Jingzhou, and Cheng Dongfeng's ears.
Chen Jingzhou: "…"
He stared at the wall that was blown into rubble for a long time … almost losing his breath.
What the hell.
Was it an illusion?
A bullet made of … mung beans could actually explode?
(PS: Monthly votes, recommendation votes, please.)
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