Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 1244: The Wisdom of Mortals

Chapter 1244: Chapter 1244: The Wisdom of Mortals

Feng Jun inquired carefully and found out that the Stench Gu cannot perfectly solve the problem.

Egg contamination, the growth cycle of Gu insects, and even their characteristics can all cause various incidents.

However, seeing Feng Jun’s interest, Gong Yannan immediately expressed that these things could be researched and improved.

That’s right, putting aside prejudice, Gu Cultivators are the group among cultivators most attentive to research and development. Some of them have knowledge of small animals that rivals biologists from the Earth Realm.

Gu Cultivators are not neglecting their duties; this is their true foundation in cultivation.

But what makes Feng Jun regretful is that Gong Yannan cannot guarantee how long it will take to achieve successful research and development.

Nevertheless, Gong Yannan is highly interested in this matter. He stated he would do his best and also... he would like to explore further what other medical Gu can be used on mortals.

However, after making his stance known, he hesitantly requested to borrow a Thousand-Year Fire Essence Grass on credit.

Feng Jun, after understanding the situation, confirmed that most Gu Cultivators aren’t poor, but their Spirit Stones are all exchanged for Gu Cultivating supplies.

Given the situation, he lent out a Thousand-Year Fire Essence Grass and demanded that the other party, before clearing the debt, must help patrol Baishi Beach and Qingfeng Ridge every ten days—volunteer work with no remuneration.

Gong Yannan agreed without hesitation, because Gu Cultivators cannot harm others indiscriminately, so he rarely receives invitations to assist others. More often than not, he has nothing to do.

He had only one request: after the patrol, if the Spirit Gathering Array in the small courtyard is active, he must be allowed to use it for cultivation.

Anyway... only those who have truly interacted with Gu Cultivators know how stingy and frugal they can be.

Unknowingly, winter arrived in the mobile phone dimension.

The combat cultivators from Mingsha Fang Market finally contacted Feng Jun, voluntarily reporting that everything is peaceful at Mount Zhige. Someone from the Donghua Royal Family had gone to see the Mountain Master of Zhige to discuss some matters but were blocked at the mountain gate by Liang Zhongyu.

The warehouse at the Du Family Manor has been constructed up to the sixth building. Moreover, houses have also been built on White Pebble Beach, not temporary wooden houses but adobe and brick houses—winter at White Pebble Beach is very windy, cold, and biting.

Feng Jun practiced cultivation continuously for over a month, ultimately pushing his cultivation level to the peak of the third tier.

Gong Yiyun has already consumed a quarter of the Fire Essence Grass and is currently in full cultivation. Since he borrowed Feng Jun’s Spirit Gathering Array and couldn’t provide compensation, his third granduncle could only exchange labor for his cultivation qualification.

In just one short month, Gong Yannan catalyzed one hundred Zhiwu Line Gu eggs and five hundred Gray Mist Needle Gu eggs—this is actually not hard to cultivate; even Hua Hua could learn it, but since he was willing to help, Feng Jun gladly accepted.

Initially, Feng Jun planned to wait for Huang Fu Wuxia to return to confirm some news about the Gu insects with her, but the communication meeting was so drawn out that it had not ended even after more than a month.

According to Manager Tang from Lantern Town, the meeting was fiercely contentious, and it’s estimated it would be difficult to reach a consensus even in another month.

Feng Jun assessed the situation and decided he couldn’t wait anymore and returned to the Earth Realm.

On Earth, it was just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the weather was getting cooler by the day.

Feng Jun first went to the Spirit Plant Garden to communicate with Hua Hua. Hua Hua already had the intention to command an army of Spirit Beasts and was eager to justify the name for Spirit Beasts.

So when it heard the words "medical Gu," "healing and saving lives," and "cancer," it excitedly took on the task and said it would quickly learn to cultivate Gu insects—it didn’t find it difficult at all.

As for controlling Gu insects... is there even a need to learn that?

Thus, in Luohua Manor, there were a few more pigs, some sheep, and about ten chickens to cultivate Gu insects.

Because of all the dramas it watched, Hua Hua paid even more attention than Feng Jun to the isolation measures for the Gu insects. It often fantasized about being the first line of defense against extraterrestrial species invasion on Earth.

Its defense measures were excellent, but when it came to cultivating Gu insects, its results were mediocre. It wasted seven or eight Gray Mist Needle Gu eggs before cultivating a Gray Mist Needle Gu that could expel eggs outside its body.

The Zhiwu Line Gu... is still under development; as for the Pericardium Gu, cultivation hasn’t even started—Tiantong has only sold three Gu eggs, making it hesitant to proceed hastily.

At this moment, the patient introduced by Eldest Gu arrived, the son of Eldest Gu’s middle school teacher, not yet forty years old, suffering from late-stage liver cancer, emaciated to skin and bones, with only a distended abdomen disproportionate to the rest of his body.

When this person discovered his cancer, it was already mid-to-late stage. He had tried all treatments with little effect. It’s worth noting that he had undergone various mysterious therapies; things like scorpions and silkworm excrement were no problem for him.

He even drank Water Talisman—from Maoshan—but unfortunately, while beneficial to him, it seemed even more beneficial to the cancer cells.

Because his mother was Eldest Gu’s teacher, he had fairly good conditions for treatment, but the expenses were too high. His mother had already capitalized on treatment perks and couldn’t very well ask Eldest Gu for money again.

The old lady is a very traditional teacher, she doesn’t even know how to do crowdfunding, let alone ask her disciples for help.

In her words: Our family can afford this money, so why use those crooked methods? We’ll be looked down upon.

But her son doesn’t see it that way. Is this little amount of money considered wealth? If he’s not here anymore, his wife and son’s lives will fall into a great difficulty. He hopes to leave more money for the family.

He considered suicide but then thought further and asked the hospital about the rules regarding "euthanasia."

Obviously, euthanasia is illegal in Huaxia, and even in countries where it is permitted, whether his situation meets the requirements is debatable.

He got the answer he wanted, then secretly called Eldest Gu, saying he wanted euthanasia but the hospital disagreed. He asked Eldest Gu if he could help.

He didn’t think he was begging; he just wanted to die with dignity, perhaps through an injection or something.

Under normal circumstances, Eldest Gu wouldn’t even glance at him, but since he expressed a strong desire for death, Eldest Gu felt that if he didn’t intervene, he might feel awkward in the future when the teacher talks about it, so he sent someone to check the situation.

The person quickly understood the various circumstances and then went back to report to his boss.

What kind of person is Eldest Gu? He knew right away that this man couldn’t bear the pressure at home, and decisively dying might be the final contribution he could make to his family.

Of course, in other words... if this man’s money was plentiful, he wouldn’t insist on euthanasia.

For Eldest Gu, a problem that money can solve is not a problem.

Since the person didn’t directly ask for money, he felt the need for a relatively moderate approach to handle this matter.

It was at this moment that Yang Yuxin returned to the capital with Gu Jiahui. Upon seeing his third sister-in-law, Eldest Gu casually said, could Feng Jun help treat the cancer patient?

Eldest Gu didn’t have high expectations; even if Feng Jun couldn’t cure the patient, as long as the third sister-in-law knew the situation, they could arrange for this poor man properly—until his death.

It was just some money, after all. Eldest Gu didn’t want to alarm anyone over such a trivial matter and thought it convenient to use a family member like his sister-in-law.

Eldest Gu didn’t demand Feng Jun to cure him, and even getting him to treat the illness was just a way of speaking—Yang Yuxin should have found out by now that the man’s family situation was not good, let alone affording Feng Jun’s fees; even regular expenses were challenging for him.

Yang Yuxin did get this news, and then she thought—Feng Jun never has a lot of money at hand, so I’ll give him some more cash then.

That is to say, the medical expenses were actually covered by Director Yang, which is why she was keen on persuading him to take the patient.

The patient heard there was a place for treatment and was naturally happy—who wants to die if they can avoid it?

What delighted him even more was that this time, the treatment wouldn’t cost him a penny; someone else was footing the bill; the only condition was that he had to keep his mouth shut.

Feng Jun didn’t know Yang Yuxin used her money to cover the treatment costs. When she told him the money had been transferred to his account, he casually smiled and nodded, "Then let it sit with you first, after all, our money, who’s counting."

The next day, the patient was transported over; according to the manor’s rules, they parked the car outside the mountain gate.

However, this time, Feng Jun didn’t let the patient inside but had the car driven into Ren Zhiyuan’s Stroke Rehabilitation Center.

The Stroke Rehabilitation Center hasn’t opened yet; the first phase of the construction project just finished, and the interior is being decorated. Ren Zhiyuan doesn’t plan on making it a lavish nursing home, but given his taste, the place won’t be poorly renovated either.

A small building in the innermost area, once the Party A’s dormitory, was slightly fixed up, with walls painted white, floor covered in linoleum, and some simple furniture—this was the rest area Feng Jun provided for the patient.

Director Ren had already informed his men to stay clear of that area, or face fines or dismissals; he had his trusted aide take special care of this matter.

The patient was accompanied by his elderly father, an old man now over seventy years old, taciturn—the sorrow of the white-haired sending off the black-haired is something only those who have experienced it can understand.

A pretty young girl with the surname Li arrived at the manor. She clearly stated, we will lock the doors of this small building, you don’t need to take care of him personally, just find a place to rest.

The old man didn’t get angry; he timidly expressed: My son can’t live independently now; he needs someone to take care of him.

The young girl surnamed Li, however, firmly stated: If you come for treatment, you must follow our instructions; if you don’t leave, it’s you and your son who go.

The old man asked two more questions to confirm the rehabilitation center would send someone to care for the patient regularly, and then he could only meekly leave.

(Updated to the call for monthly tickets.)