169: Departure Tomorrow 2

Before leaving, he wasn't entirely unprepared.

He raided several abandoned factories and even went for a swim in the sea before leaving Earth.

Therefore, even after completing a large number of production tasks, his total resources remained high.

Comprehensive Material Reserves: 1091.87 metric tons

Energy Reserves: 97.66%

At the Shunshui Automated Storage Base, in the newly leased container warehouse, dozens of standard containers stood silently.

They were filled with high-end parts: high-precision miniature bearings, special alloy cutting tool heads, superconducting coil skeletons, radiation-resistant integrated circuit substrates... all of them in high demand in the current market, with astonishing profits.

Lightweight, high-precision, and wide-ranging, they were the best “stepping stones” for Sumita and her team to open up the market.

Not only that, but in the four adjacent compartments from 5551 to 5555, there was also a large batch of robots in standby mode.

They were both the armed force Sumita and her team could purchase from Mr. S when urgently needed, and a hidden piece Jiang Feng had buried on Earth, ready to be deployed at any time.

When necessary, they could also provide Jasmine with all the support she needed.

"Halsey."

"Have you obtained all the information on the Iron Hand Gang?"

Hearing Jiang Feng's question, Halsey bounced off his shoulder.

Her small face was puffed up, exuding an inherent aura of killing intent.

"Yes."

"While you were entertaining yourself last night, I already obtained all the information on the Iron Hand Gang and its subsidiary company, the Iron Hand Group, as well as its behind-the-scenes controlling organization, 'The Board of Directors.'"

"Cough, cough..." Jiang Feng rolled his eyes at her.

"Sorry, you weren't entertaining yourself, but rather unboxing original genuine products."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Jiang Feng coughed even louder.

Halsey finally stopped dwelling on the issue and completely skipped that part.

"The so-called Board of Directors is actually a branch of a criminal faction of the Hazbuzan People."

"This faction is widely known as 'Sandpit of Twenty.'"

"Beneath them, it is divided into three branches. 'The Board of Directors' supports the Iron Hand Gang; 'The Mysterious Man' supports the Garol Gang; 'Iron Blood Entertainment' supports the Three Black Stockings Club."

"They created a competitive criminal profit model of a three-way standoff."

Jiang Feng's eyes narrowed, completely surprised by the inside story, almost exclaiming: "A three-way standoff? Doesn't that mean the Garol Gang, the Iron Hand Gang, and club all have the same backer?"

"Precisely," Halsey said seriously.

"The Hazbuzan People believe in the law of the jungle, and vicious competition is their greatest tool for harvesting profits."

The light screen projected, displaying a waterfall of information.

The Iron Hand Gang's organizational structure, core member files, illegal transaction records, secret stronghold coordinates, fund flows... its detail and lethality were no less than the "gift package" that had destroyed the Garol Gang.

With these, he could replicate the thunderous strike of Aladdin 1314 at any time.

"Hazbuzan People..." Jiang Feng repeated.

His gaze grew slightly solemn; this was more complex than he had anticipated, but it also meant a potential, larger chain of interests.

He immediately recalled a key part of his original plan, the Jasmine Club.

The Iron Hand Gang's most important money pit and intelligence hub.

Jiang Feng directly dialed Jasmine's encrypted line.

Top floor of club.

Jasmine, dressed in a silver-gray pantsuit, was leaning against a large office desk, a hint of lazy satisfaction on her face. Noli stood quietly in front of her, her expression stern.

"Well done, Noli," Jasmine said with a smile.

"Gas explosion... a seasoned tactic. Uncle Bai, that old fox, disappeared at just the right time."

She picked up her water glass and gently swirled it.

Last night, Noli deliberately left Uncle Bai alive, but precisely eliminated his reliant alien ally, Mezark.

As expected, under pressure, news of Uncle Bai's disappearance came early this morning.

This was even smoother than she had anticipated.

"Ding-dong."

Just then, her wristband rang.

Jasmine glanced at the number, a bright gleam instantly flashing in her eyes, and her lazy posture immediately became upright.

"Jiang Feng?" Her voice held an unconscious lightness.

Answering the call, she secretly thought: 'This Bad Guy is getting bolder and bolder, he even blew up White Elephant Manor.'

'I wonder what he wants from me.'

The holographic projection lit up, and Jiang Feng's face appeared in the air, the background seemingly inside a moving car.

"Jasmine." He got straight to the point: "If the Iron Hand Gang's Jasmine Club were to collapse right now, would it benefit you?"

The question came out of the blue, and Jasmine's smile instantly froze.

Benefit? Now? Her mind raced.

'I just used Noli's actions to deter internal elements, and Uncle Bai's disappearance has triggered a series of power vacuums and suspicions.'

'Coupled with the demise of the Garol Gang, this is precisely the most crucial time for me to win over, divide, and reshuffle internally.'

'I must seize this opportunity to truly integrate club and take control of it.'

'The Jasmine Club is the Iron Hand Gang's core industry, rivaling the Three Black Stockings Club.'

'Once it suddenly collapses, it will inevitably completely overturn the fragile balance we have now.'

'My current integrated strength is insufficient to cope with this level of chaos, let alone expand during it!'

Jasmine's eyes shifted, and she had already made up her mind. She blurted out: "No, no!"

But as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them. Looking at Jiang Feng's calm gaze in the projection, a strong sense of embarrassment welled up in her heart.

She didn't want to appear incompetent in front of Jiang Feng, didn't want to be seen by him as a weakling who constantly needed protection.

But the reality of her predicament prevented her from being strong.

Explanations churned in her throat: internal strife not yet settled, insufficient strength, the time not yet ripe... every reason seemed like an excuse for her powerlessness.

Jasmine opened her mouth, but the words "I'm not ready yet" simply wouldn't come out.

Only the blush on her face grew redder and more vibrant.

In the holographic projection, Jiang Feng's gaze lingered on her cheek for a moment. He didn't press, didn't question, and didn't even give Jasmine a chance to rephrase her explanation.

"I'm returning to the moon soon, space elevator in half an hour." He took over the conversation extremely naturally, as if he had never asked that incredibly sharp question.

"Don't worry about Forward Eagle, I'll push it forward as quickly as possible."

"As soon as there's any good news, I'll let you know immediately."

"Oh, and if you have no objections, I'll entrust the production of the eagle claw fully automatic mining drones to Mr. S. The price is reasonable, and I'll get them faster on the moon."

His tone was steady, as if he were the one in control of the entire situation.

If it were anyone else, Jasmine would have already been rolling her eyes internally, and a "Who the hell are you?" would have been on the tip of her tongue.

But he was Jiang Feng, not just anyone. His words, instead, instantly dispelled Jasmine's embarrassment and panic.

Jasmine was stunned for a moment. She pursed her lips, and her taut nerves immediately relaxed. An indescribable sense of security, like a hot spring, instantly enveloped her. All explanations and attempts at bravado became unnecessary.

'Because he is Jiang Feng.'

'He understands my predicament, he believes in my abilities.'

'He doesn't need me to explain myself in a pathetic way; he will only pull me up without hesitation when I truly need it.'

Jasmine's smile bloomed on her face; this time, it was from a place of genuine ease and trust.

"Okay. I'll rely on you for everything."

"Have a good trip, my Great Engineer."

"I'll await your good news."

Hanging up the phone, Jasmine looked at the disappearing light screen, picked up her water glass, and took a sip.

'Next time we meet, I will truly become the queen of club!'

'Absolutely, absolutely will not disappoint you!'

'My... Bad Guy!'

Jiang Feng turned off his wristband, his carefree gaze fixed on the window.

The enormous space elevator base was already in sight, its silver track leading to stellaris illuminated by the morning sun.

The quagmire of Earth was temporarily cleared; the starry path ahead was his true battlefield.

The van accelerated, driving resolutely into the distance.