The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the cold branches picked clean.
The B-country street, with its newly lit lamps, was somewhat desolate due to months of war.
Qin Ningyi's convoy of cars sped down the street. To avoid the reach of the war, they took a relatively safe route. The convoy was long, and a few gang members who saw them merely watched from a distance.
Inside the car.
The person in charge here took out a few sets of lightweight bulletproof vests from under the seat and handed them to Qin Ningyi and Shen Wuyou.
"Young Master Qin, the people sent ahead to clear Wenjishan only encountered a small group. To avoid any accidents, it's better to wear these."
He originally disagreed with Qin Ningyi taking Shen Wuyou up the mountain at this time. The discovery of a small group indicated that the other side had already set up an ambush. Wenjishan was so large, and they could only clear a small group at the foot of the mountain. One could only imagine what awaited them higher up.
Seeing the person in charge hesitate, Qin Ningyi took the bulletproof vests, opened his jacket, and put one on, saying as he did so, "Are there enough bulletproof vests? Remind everyone to put them on, and wear the special hats too."
This time, they were indeed walking into a tiger's den knowing it was a tiger's den. They had no choice.
Hearing Qin Ningyi's words, the person in charge knew that this trip was unavoidable and quickly ordered everyone to take precautions.
Shen Wuyou, following Qin Ningyi's example, put on a bulletproof vest.
He had worn bulletproof vests before when he was with the troops, but never had a bulletproof vest been as light and thin as this one.
He reached out again to touch the material of the bulletproof vest. It was thin and somewhat smooth, about the thickness of a regular denim jacket. It did not restrict movement at all, nor did it feel heavy.
If the troops had such bulletproof vests, it would greatly improve their efficiency.
"Is this bulletproof vest from B-country?" With some distance still to Wenjishan, Shen Wuyou asked hesitantly.
Qin Ningyi, who was busy fiddling with a weapon, replied, "No."
Although B-country had developed rapidly before, he was confident that this kind of material was first researched by his Qin family.
"It's a new material developed by the laboratory under our Qin Corporation. The current production volume is low, only enough to meet the needs of special departments and ourselves."
Within his capabilities, he would do his best to reduce casualties for the troops.
Shen Wuyou was greatly shocked by Qin Ningyi's casual remark.
He thought that the Qin Corporation, being among the top in Yuchang City, would at best operate with a businessman's nature—no profit, no early rising. Why would Qin Ningyi do such things?
He had not publicized this matter widely. He probably didn't intend to seek profit or fame in this area.
"What are you thinking about?" Qin Ningyi asked, noticing Shen Wuyou's strange look.
Shen Wuyou looked at the hat he offered. As he took it, he said solemnly, "Thank you."
"You are not like ordinary businessmen."
Qin Ningyi suddenly smiled, his eyes holding an unreadable emotion.
He looked ahead. The hazy silhouette of Wenjishan was already in sight. He could only go to the battlefield in a foreign land.
"Not all businessmen want to be businessmen," he said lightly.
This sentence echoed in the silent car.
Hearing Qin Ningyi's words, the person in charge showed a trace of regret and admiration on his face.
This was the person he followed.
A large part of the people taken in by Guyan were those with a burning passion in their hearts but whose reality did not allow it. At Guyan, they could shed their blood, and touch things that were truly out of their reach.
It was precisely because of people like Qin Ningyi that they had another life.
Wenjishan was just ahead. Qin Ningyi took a special bottle from Shen Wuyou.
"If I'm by your side, don't deal with it yourself," Shen Wuyou said. "Where poisonous insects like to live, there is often a poisonous herb. B-country people call it 'Phantasm,' and it's very troublesome to get poisoned by accidentally touching it."
"Tell your men to be careful too. It's best to wait for me to handle it. There aren't many of these bottles to begin with," Shen Wuyou said, unable to hide his concern.
Hearing him mention Phantasm, the person in charge looked back at Qin Ningyi with lingering fear. "Young Master Qin, we've always followed Dr. Shen. If we encounter that poisonous insect, let Dr. Shen handle it."
Let the professionals handle professional matters, especially when that poisonous herb is Phantasm!
It was not surprising that the person in charge was so apprehensive. This Phantasm was already infamous in B-country.
The so-called Phantasm caused hallucinations, and its hallucinogenic effect was top-notch. Although it wasn't a poison that killed on contact, the places where it grew were often near cliffs. People poisoned by it often fell off the cliffs in their hallucinations.
The only fortunate thing was that the surface of this herb was covered with a dense layer of small thorns. As long as one didn't actively pick it and kept their clothes on, they wouldn't be poisoned.
"Okay, if you encounter it, try to stay as far away as possible," Shen Wuyou also worried about them. The poisonous insects could still be guarded against. As long as they were captured in the bottle according to the method, there wouldn't be much danger if they weren't touched.