39: Chapter 39: Trash in the eyes of the military, but god-level fuel for mass production!

Lin Yuan stood at the edge of the steel platform and looked up at the vertical pupils twice.

A cold chill shot straight to his head.

The dark gold divine power within his body activated automatically, forcibly crushing that sensation.

He retracted his gaze and did not linger on the platform.

Following the tactical navigation, Lin Yuan passed through the intricate mechanical corridors.

Five minutes later, he stopped in front of a large alloy door.

The warning light on the doorplate was lit: Logistics Strategic Staff Department.

Lin Yuan reached out and pressed the access control.

"Hiss—" The pressure valve released, and the metal door slid open to both sides.

The space inside was vast, with hundreds of holographic screens floating in mid-air.

Dense data streams were refreshing.

A middle-aged man wearing a military uniform with the rank of Senior Colonel on his shoulders stood in front of the console.

His hands tapped out afterimages on the virtual keyboard, and he was still roaring continuously.

"Why hasn't the coagulant for the Seventh Legion arrived yet? Do they want the wounded to bleed out!"

"Tell the Second Logistics Division that even if they have to rub them out by hand, they must get me those magic crystal cannon barrels!"

The man suddenly turned his head.

His hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes revealed extreme irritability brought on by long-term sleep deprivation.

He stared at Lin Yuan, who was standing at the doorway, with a sharp gaze.

His gaze lingered on Lin Yuan's young face for a second, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Are you that high school student Lin Yuan who was specially approved by Commander Xiao?"

The Logistics Officer strode over, his tone extremely impatient: "I don't care what your background is, nor do I care why the Commander opened a back door for you."

"Speak up or get out! Three legions on the front line are waiting for me to allocate supplies; I don't have time to play house with kids!"

Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged; he did not experience any emotional fluctuations due to the other party's poor attitude.

He knew the temperaments of these front-line officers all too well.

Old Lin used to get drunk, and he would curse ten times worse than this.

"Thank you for your hard work, Officer." Lin Yuan's tone was calm as it reached the Logistics Officer's ears. "I am here to buy something."

He raised his wrist, brought up the light screen of his encrypted tactical board, and displayed the account balance.

198,300,000.

A string of dazzling zeros.

The Logistics Officer looked at the screen, and the corner of his eye twitched.

Lin Yuan retracted the light screen and went straight to the point: "Two hundred million faith points. I just loaded the Platinum-level building [Flesh Aberration Nest]."

"I need you to recommend the most cost-effective living feed to fill this bottomless pit."

The Logistics Officer's action of typing on the keyboard paused in mid-air.

He turned around and looked Lin Yuan up and down with the eyes of someone looking at a madman.

"What did you just say? You loaded what?" The Logistics Officer's voice raised an octave. "The Flesh Aberration Nest?"

Lin Yuan nodded.

"Madman. Commander Xiao is also a madman, daring to give you such a restricted-level blueprint." The Logistics Officer rubbed his temples, and the contempt in his eyes vanished.

"Kid, I don't know what kind of Divine Domain you awakened. But I must warn you, while its conversion rate is ridiculously high, the consumption is also extremely terrifying."

The Logistics Officer walked up to Lin Yuan and looked down at him. "The Flesh Aberration Nest is a stomach that can never be filled. If you throw ordinary beast meat in, it won't even make a splash."

"To maintain its operation, you must invest high-level monster flesh. Your 100 million-plus faith points may look like a lot, but if you really buy high-level meat, it won't even be enough to fill the gaps in your teeth."

The Logistics Officer sneered: "You kid have a big appetite; aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?"

Lin Yuan met the Logistics Officer's gaze without the slightest retreat.

"That's why I came to you." Lin Yuan's tone was calm. "Please advise me, Officer. I only care about cost-effectiveness; as long as the quantity is large, cheap, and contains high energy."

"As for the level of pollution, side effects, or taste, I don't care about any of that."

The Logistics Officer was stunned.

Doesn't care about pollution?

As long as it is living flesh, once it is contaminated by the Abyss, it will pollute the ley lines after being put into the Divine Domain.

In the long run, the entire Divine Domain will collapse.

Is this kid really tired of living, or does he have some special means?

The Logistics Officer took a deep look at Lin Yuan and didn't waste any more words.

He turned around, walked to the main console, and quickly entered a string of decryption commands on the holographic keyboard.

"Since you aren't afraid of death and only care about cost-effectiveness." The Logistics Officer braced his hands on the console without turning his head. "Then buy this."

The light on the main screen suddenly dimmed.

An encrypted file was forcibly retrieved.

The holographic image unfolded in mid-air.

It was a massive, constantly squirming lump of dark brown rotting flesh covered with turbid eyes and tentacles.

This piece of meat had no fixed shape, just like a pile of mud.

Its surface constantly secreted viscous green juice, which dripped onto the virtual terrain, corroding deep pits.

Through the virtual screen, Lin Yuan could even feel a nauseating stench and mental pollution.

"[Abyssal Taisui Flesh Lump]." The Logistics Officer pointed to the rotting meat on the screen and introduced it:

"A Gold-level Abyssal by-product. This thing has no attack power; it can't even beat a mouse. But its vitality is extremely strong."

The Logistics Officer emphasized his tone: "As long as there is soil, as long as there is water, even strong acid or toxic water, it can infinitely proliferate. Cut off one jin, and tomorrow it will grow back ten jin."

The Logistics Officer turned around and leaned against the console.

"When the military discovered this thing back then, they thought they had found the perfect infinite military ration."

"They spent a huge price to bring it back to the fortress and even invited over a dozen Light-element True Gods to repeatedly purify it. And the result? After purification, they made it into steaks for the suicide squad to taste-test."

"The people who ate it all mutated into madmen covered in eyes the next day. In the end, they could only be shot."

"The most primitive Abyssal aberration curse is engraved in the genes of this thing. Purification is completely useless." The Logistics Officer tapped the desk.

"Therefore, this kind of Gold-level rotting meat is piled up like a mountain in the military's No. 3 top-secret military supply depot."

"Every day, we have to spend a large amount of energy force fields to suppress its proliferation speed."

He stared at Lin Yuan and grinned: "But if you really loaded the [Flesh Aberration Nest], and if your Divine Domain can truly withstand this extreme pollution."

"Then this thing is the perfect fuel. On the outside black market, one ton of Gold-level monster flesh costs at least 100,000 faith points."

The Logistics Officer held up one finger.

"For this thing, I will process it for you as a combat loss write-off. One hundred faith points, I'll sell you one ton!"

One hundred faith points for one ton of Gold-level flesh.

This price, if said out loud, would make the profiteers in the black market line up to hang themselves.

Regular Silver-level monster flesh costs tens of thousands of faith points per ton.

This is basically giving it away for free.

Or rather, the Logistics Officer was desperate to find a sucker to help the military clear out inventory trash.

"Good." Lin Yuan did not hesitate at all.

He raised his wrist to connect to the console's payment interface. "I'll buy 50,000 tons!"

With a crisp "beep" sound.

5 million faith points were transferred into the military's public account.

The Logistics Officer froze in place.

He widened his eyes, looked at the jumping numbers on the account, and then looked at Lin Yuan.

50,000 tons?

This kid didn't even blink an eye before buying 50,000 tons of this highly toxic rotting meat!

The Logistics Officer gasped, his originally bloodshot and irritable eyes suddenly becoming fanatical.

The way he looked at Lin Yuan was like looking at a glowing God of Wealth.

That pile of disgusting Taisui meat in the military supply depot had always been a headache for him, the Logistics Officer.

Every year, a lot of military funds were consumed just to process and suppress that rotting meat.

Now, this kid not only helped him clear the inventory, but also paid 5 million.

"Good kid!" The Logistics Officer slapped Lin Yuan on the shoulder with such force that it almost shook Lin Yuan apart.

The impatience on his face was swept away, and he smiled so wide that his back teeth were exposed.

"In one breath, you've cleared out one-tenth of the Taisui inventory in the No. 3 military supply depot! You've done me a huge favor!"

The Logistics Officer turned and lunged at the console, his hands typing frantically on the keyboard. "Push the front-line supplies to the back! I'll arrange three heavy transport ships for you immediately!"

"I'll air-drop these 50,000 tons of Taisui meat directly to your Divine Domain coordinates!"

"It will arrive in two hours at the earliest!"

"Thank you, Officer." Lin Yuan nodded in acknowledgment.

Watching the red text "Shipped" on the screen, a smile curled on his face.

50,000 tons of Gold-level Abyssal Taisui.

This deal was a huge profit.

With this living feed, combined with the transformation of the half-step Epic [Liquid Metal Blood-Devouring Demon Tree].

The number of all races within the Divine Domain would see explosive growth in a very short time.

The 20,000 Tyrant Demons were just the beginning.

What he wanted was a living gold catastrophe that would crush everything.