Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 486 The Troubles Resurface
The hinterland of the border area, the northwest region of Sitong Company.

At the beginning, the Northwest Region of the Soitong Company was not established in the hinterland of the border area, but in Taiyuan. After all, before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, the Northwest Region also had some interests in the local emperor in Shanxi.

Zhao Fangxu’s grandfather, Taiyuan Zhao’s Trading Company, was Lao Xizi’s white glove in the Northwest region of Sitong Company.

Unfortunately, Lao Xizi was not strong enough. In November of the 26th year of the Republic of China, his base camp was taken down by the Japanese, and he had no choice but to flee in disgrace.

At that time, the Northwest Region of Soitong Company also had to move together.

If that were the case, it would be fine. In the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan, a united front was formed. If the company followed Lao Xizi, at least there would be some guarantee in terms of resource allocation.

However, Lao Xizi was always calculating all the time. Instead of joining forces to resist foreign enemies at this time, she openly and covertly created internal frictions in the new army jointly established with the border troops.

As the saying goes, a duck knows first when the river water warms in spring. It's already this time, and you, old Xizi, are still doing these disgusting little actions. When Old Meng saw this, he stopped smiling at you. Anyway, the strategic resources of the Northwest Region had been transferred to the hinterland of the border area long ago. As a biologist, he could handle everything. The region is placed in your base camp essentially to serve as a transit liaison station.

They found a time, rolled up their bedding, and headed straight for the hinterland of the border area, where they found a nice cave house and used it as the new site for the Northwest Region of the Sitong Company and resumed their business.

The only unexpected surprise was that Mr. Zhao, the boss of Taiyuan Zhao's Trading Company, seemed to have seen through the true nature of this old backer who had supported the rise of his Zhao family, and directly entrusted his only grandson, Zhao Fangxu, to Lao Meng, asking him to take him to the hinterland of the border area and hand him over to Zhang Zhiwei for instruction.

I chose to stay so that I could pass on some information.

In case Old Xizi really shows her true colors one day, he can inform her in advance.

At this time, Lao Meng was walking in a piece of wasteland that he had contracted. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes. If he hadn't been wearing glasses, at first glance, he would have been mistaken for an old farmer.

Next to Lao Meng, a dozen young people slightly younger than him were holding paper and pen, recording the growth of crops on this piece of wasteland, conducting a control experiment with crops on another piece of wasteland.

In fact, it was not really an experiment. Lao Meng, who came to the hinterland of the border area, responded to the call for "self-sufficiency and ample food and clothing" and contracted a piece of wasteland to plant millet, millet, potato, corn, cotton, black bean, buckwheat, pumpkin, cabbage and other food, economic and non-staple food crops.

During the planting process, Lao Meng subconsciously used the methods he had used to advance to become a biologist on these crops.

Anyway, ever since Lao Meng was able to increase his value through biologist methods and cultivate high-quality Penicillium strains, Wang Yi had no plans to let him appear in the fight between aliens or on the front battlefield. He was directly arranged in the rear, making it difficult for him to take action.

In this case, since I have nothing to do anyway, I might as well use these crops to improve my skills as a biologist.

Then, Lao Meng realized something was wrong, because the same crops, planted in the same piece of wasteland, those crops that he took care of every day through biologist's methods not only grew and had better yields than other crops, but were also very resistant to diseases and lodging. This made him confused.

No, my skills as a biologist can also help crop growth by controlling microorganisms?

This also aroused Lao Meng's interest. In the past few years since he came to the hinterland of the border area, he has been running to the fields every day, observing and recording constantly. He knows that he is not an expert in agronomy and cannot figure out the connection between his biologist and crops, but he has to record it first, as it may come in handy someday in the future.

Food is the most important thing for people. The problem of having enough food has troubled the Chinese nation for thousands of years. If Lao Meng can really contribute to this issue, he will be willing to do so.

But for the common people in the border areas, they didn't know what Lao Meng was thinking. They only knew that since Lao Meng came, wherever he went, he could help increase the harvest there. Just based on this point, they regarded Lao Meng as the reincarnation of Shennong.

The respect and love for him came from the heart, and it was thanks to the simple expression of the farmers that Lao Meng gradually came out of the shadow of the human experiment data obtained outside the Great Wall to become an advanced biologist.

Otherwise, this would become a demon in his heart, reminding him all the time that he was able to advance from a low-level beast master to a biological master by stepping on the corpses of countless compatriots.

"Take good notes of this area and search the land to see if there are any good seeds. I'm going back first."

"Got it, Teacher Meng."

After giving the order, Lao Meng put on his cloth shoes and walked towards the cave where the company was located. As soon as he reached the door, he saw an old man in patched clothes and linen and gray cloth, carrying a small basket and chatting with Zhang Zhiwei. Zhang Zhiwei was also eating walnuts that had just been sent to him.

"Old Zhang, what's wrong with you? Have you forgotten again that you don't take even a single needle or thread from the people?"

Lao Meng's voice was heard, and the old farmer who was chatting with Zhang Zhiwei about this year's harvest stood up and took out a linen package from the basket on his back.

"It's alright, Mr. Meng. I'm just sharing our harvest this year with Mr. Zhang. Mr. Meng, thank you for leading our village to reclaim wasteland this year. These are the new dates from our jujube trees. Please accept them."

"My fellow villager, you..."

Looking at the package of red dates handed over, each one is shiny and obviously a top-quality, natural, additive-free and pollution-free green product, which can be sold at a good price at the market.

Lao Meng still wanted to refuse it, but Zhang Zhiwei had already stepped forward and took it for him.

The old farmer then left with a heartfelt thanks as if his wish had been fulfilled.

The two men sat down. Old Meng looked at Zhang Zhiwei, who was still eating walnuts as if it was a matter of course, and smiled helplessly.

"You are really frank."

"Because this is also a kind of practice. Farmers are simple, but they also have their own cunning. Although you say you don't understand farming, it is undeniable that because of your methods, the crop yields of many farms in the border area have indeed increased a lot. This is your merit, and no one can erase it. For the people here, because of your arrival, their harvests have increased a few points, so they need you to stay and continue to lead them to reclaim wasteland and grow grain, and also lead them to implement the government orders for this year and next year.

So you must accept these things. If you don't, they won't leave, and the people won't feel at ease. They recognize you as Mendel, and this is not the first time you've experienced this. I think you haven't forgotten the scene when a group of people knelt in front of you with their children when the harvest doubled in the first year. So eat it, eat it with peace of mind, and eat it with a clear conscience."

Zhang Zhiwei ate dates with a crunchy sound, cracked open a walnut shell, took out the walnut kernel and handed it to Lao Meng, who had no choice but to take it.

"I just feel unworthy of it. My methods can only help for a while, not forever. They are not systematic and theoretical. Wang Yi is right. After all, technology determines productivity. The methods of extraordinary people can only add icing on the cake. Let's not talk about me. You don't come to me for no reason. What do you want from me now?"

Zhang Zhiwei did not answer, but spread the translated telegram he received yesterday on the table and read through the contents. Old Meng also exclaimed in surprise: "He is not dead!"

"I told you after I came back that he is not dead, he just slept for three years. It is time for him to wake up." "What does this string of English mean?"

"This is pinyin, which means he is about to break through. Buy him some time."

"Is this a code unique to the two of you?"

"If you say so, then so be it. I came here just to tell you that I have to leave for a while to help him. You should be more concerned about this. Although your cultivation is not as good as mine, your methods are much more subtle and silent than mine."

"what do you want to do?"

"Take some time to go to the Japanese and ask them to calm down a bit, or to relieve their diarrhea or fever."

"Easy to handle."

"Okay then. If you don't want to eat it, I'll take it away and eat it on the way."

"Leave now?"

"It's better to choose a day than to hit it."

"Oh, I'm afraid you can't bear the kindness of a beautiful woman."

"You'd better take care of yourself. I, Zhang, am only pestered by one person, but you, Meng, have people approaching you every now and then to try to be a matchmaker."

After rebuking Lao Meng, Zhang Zhiwei used the Thunder Escape Technique to escape. After a while, the woman who called Brother Zhiwei at the school yesterday appeared in front of Lao Meng. Seeing Lao Meng sitting alone with uneaten walnuts on the table, she looked annoyed, which made Lao Meng laugh. He didn't expect that you, Zhang Zhiwei, would also run away. Your practice is not good enough.

Not long after Zhang Zhiwei left in a hurry, Lu Jin also arrived at Trinity Gate after many twists and turns.

Compared with the high-pressure rule in other Japanese-occupied areas, Sanyi Gate, located in Fujian, has a much better geographical location. With eight mountains, one river and one piece of land, it has been a place that military strategists have never fought for since ancient times.

It's not that the Japanese failed to take the city, but their control was limited to the area around the provincial capital. They didn't advance further as they felt it was meaningless.

Because of this, Lu Jin's journey was not dangerous at all. He just returned to Sanyi Sect and drew the human body's Qi circulation route of the new third level of reverse life that Wang Yi had transferred into his mind. Then Zuo Rutong, the only one who had reached the third level, practiced it.

"It's different! It's the third level, but it's not our third level. Haha, it's done! My path will continue after I, Sanyi. This position of the orthodox Xuanmen should belong to me, Sanyi!"

Led by Si Chong, who has the highest seniority under Zuo Ruotong, all the Sanyi disciples including Lu Jin watched Zuo Ruotong, who had dispersed his skills and returned to his old and frail appearance after learning that he had no hope at the third level, and now was reborn under this new reverse-life triple-level Qi circulation route.

His old, shriveled skin was plumping up, and his face, which looked twenty years older than his actual age, was recovering. He seemed to be crying with joy and fainted several times.

Only Zuo Rutong knew his own business. He sighed, dispersed the rebellion, and returned to sit on the throne.

"Brother? Is there something wrong with the technique?"

"That's right, the three elixirs merge into one, and they are round and integrated. It has some shadows of the Quanzhen Inner Alchemy. Then, with these three elixirs merged into one, it is like the innate Qi that evolves the myriad things in the world, and finally goes back to the source. The road to heaven has no end. Why do we need three more levels above the three levels? Patriarch Lin Zhaoen combined Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism into one to create the Trinity Sect. I didn't expect that someone else would restore the true three levels of reverse birth. Unfortunately, I have no hope.

The foundation has been damaged for many years. Even if it is repaired today, it is still missing. I am afraid that I will never see the glory after the third level in this lifetime. However, the knot in my heart has been untied. There is a way to the third level. I have no regrets. I just need you to practice diligently, achieve the third level as soon as possible, and officially step into this road to heaven."

"Disciples, please remember Master's teachings."

"Jin'er."

"The disciple is here."

"How is Wang Yi doing now?"

"I don't know. When Senior Brother possessed me, he didn't even know who I was. After sending me out of the city, he only left me the new Qi route of the Reverse Life Method and a message. I have asked Senior Brother Dongshan to take a look, but he doesn't know what Senior Brother's message means. I have sent a telegram to my cousin who is studying abroad, hoping that he can solve the mystery of Senior Brother's message. I know that this matter concerns Senior Brother's safety, so I dare not delay, so I rushed to report to Master overnight."

"I'm afraid he has encountered difficulties. I heard the Heavenly Master tell me the truth about the danger of the battle three years ago. If there is no channeling of the blood qi of so many wronged souls and so many mountain and river qi, they will accumulate in one place and inevitably cause disasters year after year. Now I haven't heard anything about it. I'm afraid that Wang Yi played a big role in it. Well, I will go to Jinling City myself."

"Master/brother?"

"Wang Yi is not a member of our Sanyi Sect, but he has a relationship with us that has given us a new life. Just from this new method of rebirth, I know that this is a method of cultivation that can theoretically lead one to the path to heaven. Based on this alone, Wang Yi can be the head of our Sanyi Sect. If we ignore him when he is in trouble, then the Xuanmen Sect and the Sanyi Wonderful Method will be destroyed here. I have made up my mind, and you don't need to persuade me anymore."

All the disciples knew that what Zuo Rutong said made sense, but they couldn't bear to let Zuo Rutong, the only one in the sect who had achieved the third level, go out of the mountain in person, especially in Jinling City, which was now a dangerous place.

"Like Chong, Cheng Zhen."

"I will bring Mu Xuan and Jin Er with me this time. After the three of us leave, you will take charge of the overall situation of the sect. This new method of reversing life has similarities and differences with the old method of reversing life. If a disciple has not yet broken through the first level and the first level, he can directly practice the new method of reversing life. If he is a disciple of the second level, he needs to disperse his energy and start over. As for the disciples who failed to break through the barriers before and damaged their meridians, they can also practice this new method of reversing life, but they need your constant care to make progress.

Their meridians are injured. Although they were reconnected after Wang Yi's healing with the Qi of Reversing Life, they are still a little more fragile than ordinary people. If you are not careful, your meridians may be broken again, and you may be disabled for life. You should keep this in mind."

"We will keep in mind the teachings of our leader."

"Okay, Mu Xuan, Jin Er, pack up and we'll leave for Jinling in the afternoon."

"Yes!"

On the other hand, before Lu Jin came to Trinity, he just sent the pinyin that Wang Yi kept in his mind to his cousin Lu Guangda in the United States in the form of a telegram, asking him to translate it. Little did he know that it was this telegram that gave Lu Guangda, who had been working in the United States, an excuse, or a reason, to lead a group back to China to observe the domestic situation.

(End of this chapter)