Fang Zhou, I'm just a farmer, not Shennong!

"Fuck you guys!!!"

The middle-aged person in charge never expected that this group of cowardly villagers would actually dare to speak out. He became furious on the spot, turned around and left, ready to catch the young man who led the group.

at the same time.

Huang's eyes suddenly focused, and when the middle-aged person in charge passed by her, she suddenly stretched out her right hand and grabbed the wrist of the middle-aged person in charge fiercely.

As an elite operator, Huang's hands were incredibly strong. With just a slight exertion, her right hand, like an iron pair of pliers, pinched the wrist bones of the middle-aged leader, causing them to crack.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"You woman!!"

Huang exerted even more force, and there was a sound as if something was breaking. The wrist bone of the middle-aged person in charge was crushed by Huang, and then Huang was seen throwing away garbage.

He grabbed the man's crushed wrist and swung it with one hand. The middle-aged man weighing more than 100 pounds was thrown far away like a plastic bag, and fell heavily to the ground, falling flat on his face.

His nose and face were bruised and swollen, blood was constantly flowing down his nose, and his front teeth were broken at the roots, which was extremely funny.

He never thought that this woman would actually dare to take action.

The middle-aged person in charge also became anxious. He didn't care about anything else and was furious. He immediately gave the order.

"Come on!! Beat this woman to death!!!"

Upon hearing this, hundreds of strong thugs immediately brandished their cold weapons and rushed towards Huang.

Faced with this seemingly strong but actually unruly gangster, Huang, as an elite operator, didn't even bother to glance at him.

She adjusted the leather gloves on her hands and threw the huge weapon box on her shoulder to the ground. The temperature of her whole body suddenly rose, and Huang seemed to have entered a burning state, and even the air around her seemed to be gradually getting hotter at this moment.

"boom!"

Huang looked at an area in the center of the front, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly. The temperature in the center of that area suddenly rose and then was extremely compressed.

next second.

The explosion occurred directly in the center of the group of thugs. The powerful scorching air wave made the thugs around them fly backwards. As for the thugs who were unlucky and were in the center of the explosion, their clothes were burned to pieces by the scorching flames and their skin was severely burned.

This can be considered as Huang showing mercy and not wanting to cause any loss of life for the time being.

Otherwise, Huang's Originium skills alone would be enough to easily wipe out this group of gangsters.

“Spell!!!”

These gangsters at the bottom of society have never seen any magic.

Although Originium skills are not uncommon in Terra, they are not common either. Ordinary people may never see any Originium skills in their entire lives, especially magicians who can clearly cast a certain spell are even rarer.

Huang's casual finger movement caused a huge explosion.

These thugs had no courage at all and immediately started running away. As for the middle-aged person in charge, he knew that he couldn't get back at the scene by himself, so he immediately endured the pain all over his body.

He was running with his nose bleeding, and he turned around and ran without even daring to look back.

He only wanted to inform the Viscount immediately!

Seeing the group's lackeys and beasts disperse, Huang moved his shoulders a few times and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Cool!!!"

To be honest, faced with such a situation, any normal person would want to teach this group of people a lesson. However, now Huang represents the Minliang Association, so she cannot act rashly.

Of course, before setting off, Lu Yuan also unlocked a lot of privileges for all the operators outside, so that they don't have to be timid in many cases.

Before they set off, Lu Yuan only said one last sentence.

He will be responsible for any consequences they cause outside.

Seeing this group of bullies running away in shame.

Especially the middle-aged person in charge who looked like a pig's head, his face was really like a pig's. The villagers present all let out a sigh of relief and felt relieved in their hearts.

After being oppressed and deducted in various ways for so many years, even a clay Buddha would have some anger, let alone a human being.

Now seeing Huang severely teaching such a group of people a lesson, everyone felt extremely happy. Many young people looked at Huang with envy, envying his strength, and imagined that if they could be as powerful as him, they would not have to worry about being bullied like this.

However, after the impulse comes fear.

All the villagers were really worried that this group of people would leave like this, so they would just take care of them or give them some supplies and let them leave.

At this time, an elderly man with a staggering gait slowly approached. He came in front of Huang and asked nervously, "Hello, I am the village chief of this village. Are you really here to help us?"

"That's right! Old man!"

Huang's tone was particularly firm, as if he wanted to reassure these villagers completely.

"We are from the Food for All, an organization dedicated to eliminating hunger in the world and helping those in need around the world."

"We are here on behalf of His Majesty Emperor Ursus."

"Not only will we protect you, we will also provide you with the most professional agricultural guidance and the higher-quality crops developed by our leaders of the Minliang Association, so that you can maximize your yield per acre!"

"good good good good!!!"

The village chief's eyebrows curved with laughter, and his heart was filled with excitement.

"Everyone, please come in! Please come in!!!"

Then the village chief shouted, "Let's have a feast! Let's have a feast! Go and take out all the good things in your house to entertain our benefactor!"

No matter how much Huang refused, he could not resist the enthusiasm of the villagers. Seeing that his refusal was futile, Huang did not say anything more and just decided to work harder in the future.

This is not the only village like this.

The same story is happening in many villages around Saint Jun Castle at the same time today, and the arrival of the Minliang Association also completely demonstrates its opposition to the Clay Grain Group.

But Lu Yuan didn't care.

Even if this seemingly neutral group completely leans towards the pro-war faction, it doesn’t matter, because in Lu Yuan’s plan, the Clay Food Group will not last long.

The elite team of the Civilian Food Association, carrying a number of agricultural specialists, arrived at various agricultural villages. The three elite troops headed by Logos arrived at Rostoa, the largest city closest to the Fortress of Saint Jun.

While everyone was stationed in the village, these three elite teams were also preparing to completely occupy the slums of [Rostoya].

Because of the Emperor's order, no official forces would interfere with the actions of the Civilian Grain Association, at least on the surface, so it went so smoothly.

Except for the three elite teams led by Huang and Logos, which had some minor conflicts when fighting against the underworld forces in the slums, the other elite teams were quite successful.

However, the apparent smoothness could not conceal the undercurrents surging behind the scenes.

At this time, in the Clay Grain Group located in the inner city of Saint Jun Castle, Viscount Kivrey, the chairman of the Clay Grain Group, was listening to his subordinates' reports on what happened today.

"My Lord Viscount! You have to take charge of this for me. That woman from the Civilian Grain Association beat me up like this, and they don't even take you, my Lord Viscount, seriously at all!"

This middle-aged man was the one whose wrist was casually crushed by Huang and thrown to the ground. At this moment, his face was covered with bandages and his wrist was in plaster, making him look particularly miserable.

Viscount Kiffley, who was sitting on the main seat, had an uncertain expression. He didn't care about the life or death of his subordinates. He only cared about the purpose of the Civilian Food Association.

Just one morning.

Viscount Kifley received news that many civilian grain associations had left Saint Castle and settled in different villages, and even [Rostoya] had settled in. These villages and cities were the purchasing offices and dumping places of the Clay Grain Group.

Although it only accounts for a small part of the total market of Clay Grain Group, it has already attracted the strong attention of Viscount Kiffley.

“Civil Food Association!!!”

Viscount Kiffley was filled with hatred. He never expected that what he had been talking about two months ago would actually happen two months later.

"Did they say anything?"

"They said... they were acting on orders from His Majesty..."

really...

Viscount Kiffley couldn't help but laugh at himself.

As expected, His Majesty the Emperor agreed.

Everything was said right.

His Majesty the Emperor really wants to use the People's Grain Association as a weapon and attack himself first. Who made him occupy the most important thing for a country, food?

Just when he was thinking about how to deal with it.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside his office door, and then the door was flung open. A senior executive of the group rushed in and said anxiously, "Your Excellency! Something terrible has happened!"

Viscount Kifley frowned deeply: "What's the matter?!"

"Just now, supermarkets in Saint Fort, Rostoia, and several other cities surrounding Saint Fort all put a new type of potato on the shelves. These potatoes are much cheaper than what we sell here."

thump! !

Viscount Kiffley's heart suddenly contracted and beat.

Knew it! !

really! !

They took action so quickly.

At this moment, there was only endless hatred in Viscount Kiffley's chest.

After all, he is just a capital aristocrat. Although he monopolizes an industry, it is just a monopoly. He has no soldiers and is nothing in front of the real powerful people.

Viscount Kifley knew that he could not cope with the situation by relying on himself alone.

"You are unkind, wretch, so don't blame me for being unjust!!"

"And that Lu Yuan!! And the Civilian Food Association!!"

............

Anger and hatred towards Viscount Kiffley.

How could Lu Yuan not know? Even if he guessed it, he could easily guess it. But what's the use of hatred?

In this world, any behavior will more or less offend people and infringe upon the interests of some people. If you worry about this and that and don't want people to hate you, then just stay at home. As long as you don't go out, you won't offend anyone.

Of course, this is not necessarily the case.

Even if you stay at home every day, you might intentionally or unintentionally offend the delivery man, offend your neighbors on both sides, and cause displeasure to other irrelevant people. These are all possible.

Therefore, Lu Yuan has always been indifferent to these things.

Just one day.

The elite teams of the Minliang Association scattered across the country have sent Jaguar to the headquarters one after another. They have completed the initial expansion work quite easily, and then there is the crucial development.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lu! I didn't expect the elite teams to be so successful."

Inside the office, Ansuo said with a smile.

"With the Emperor's order, smooth sailing is a given."

"The real test will come later."

An Suo smiled and said, "They are all elites from Rhodes Island, and there are also some of our elites. There will definitely be no problem!!"

"Yes."

Lu Yuan leaned back in his office chair.

An Suo obediently walked behind Lu Yuan and massaged his shoulders and head. He then continued, "With the support of His Majesty, our potatoes have been invested in Saint Jun Castle and the surrounding areas. According to forecasts, with the appropriate amount of potatoes invested, the average price of potatoes should drop from the initial 100 Chelven per kilogram to 20 Chelven per kilogram. When things get back on track in the future, the price will be even lower."

"If we want to improve people's quality of life, first of all, the monthly food cost cannot occupy too high a proportion of the average income of ordinary people. Only a monopoly capital group like this could do the 100 cherven in the past."

"However, this time we have truly offended this group."

"I guess the head of the Clay Group is probably thinking about revenge right now. He definitely doesn't have any ideas on his own, but the war hawks behind him will definitely take action."

"After all, the nobles under my command are being targeted. If the war faction doesn't take any action, they'll be no different from cowards."

"Little Ansuo, take a guess."

"What kind of attack method will the war faction choose?"

An Suo thought for a moment and shook his head: "Mr. Lu, I can't think of a way. Direct assassination? No, that's too low-end. The war faction shouldn't use such a low-end method."

Lu Yuan chuckled: "You have to remember, Xiao Ansuo, don't think that these people are so high-class just because they are high above you."

The next second after he finished speaking, Lu Yuan leaned back casually.

A crossbow arrow, tearing through the open ground with a buzzing sound, passed by the place where Lu Yuan's head had just been.

Lu Yuan grabbed it casually.

Lu Yuan held this crossbow arrow containing enormous power in his hand.