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Chapter 103: [091] Perfect Three-Body Pose, Two Horses Hard to Pull_6

Chapter 103: [091] Perfect Three-Body Pose, Two Horses Hard to Pull_6

If road construction were allowed, the Zheng family could afford it. However, the current emphasis is on green mountains and clear waters, rather than piles of gold and silver. Given Datian’s primitive forest terrain, authorities won’t approve of someone building roads through the mountains, damaging the natural ecology.

Building a factory in the mountains was already the most Zheng Dongliang’s father could accomplish.

After half an hour of intense off-roading, a modern factory hidden in the primitive forest came into Wang Longhu’s view.

The factory was surrounded by three-meter-high concrete walls with electric grids on top, likely to prevent wild animals from entering and damaging the equipment.

As Zheng Dongliang drove closer, the factory gate slowly opened, and they drove inside, giving Wang Longhu a full view of the place.

From the outside, it looked like a modern factory with a steel structure, but inside, surprisingly... simple.

On either side of the concrete driveway were lush green lawns, adorned with flowers, where rabbits, chickens, ducks, geese, cattle, sheep, and pigs rolled around, sleeping and eating.

One would think these animals serve a purpose other than being ornamental.

"Brother Hu, while you may be skilled in martial arts, picking herbs is different from fighting. You must face dangerous mountain environments, identify poisonous insects, and discern which plants are valuable herbs and which are worthless weeds,

otherwise, your trip into the mountains would be in vain. So, you need to attend a few days of classes at the factory’s training program. Once you pass the exam, we’ll approve your solo trips into the mountains," Zheng Dongliang patiently explained to Wang Longhu after parking the car.

"Of course," Wang Longhu nodded. He’s not a brainless brute; he understands these things.

The primitive forest is not like ordinary places; without certain experience, rashly venturing inside is very dangerous.

Wang Longhu wasn’t afraid of wolves, tigers, leopards, black bears, or wild boars. His main concern was the hard-to-detect poisonous insects and snakes.

Although dark force can heal injuries, it’s not miraculous enough to detoxify like a divine power.

Following Zheng Dongliang to a lecture hall in the factory, over thirty people were scattered inside, each robust and with a lazy posture, not looking like well-behaved individuals.

Wang Longhu’s appearance immediately caught everyone’s attention.

"Uncle, this is my friend, here to learn the herbal medicine course," Zheng Dongliang politely said to a gray-haired elder standing on the podium.

This elder was a local villager the Zheng family hired at a high price. His family had been herbalists for four generations, starting at a young age, now aged 62, holding vast experience going into the mountains.

He’s practically an invaluable encyclopedia on gathering herbs in the primitive forest. With him as a teacher, most students could survive safely in the mountains, so even Zheng Dongliang had to show him great respect.

"Got it, find a seat and sit down," the elder smiled and nodded.

"Brother Hu, study here first. After class, find me in the manager’s office," Zheng Dongliang told Wang Longhu and quickly left.

Finding a random empty seat, the elder wasn’t affected by Wang Longhu, this new student, and continued teaching methodically.

He taught survival skills, danger avoidance, and finding resting places in the mountains, while using a projector to explain various medicinal herbs’ appearances and uses, and how to harvest them and leave roots.

The teaching was meticulous, and listening for a short while, Wang Longhu felt he benefited greatly, increasing his knowledge significantly.

After class, Wang Longhu checked his phone for the time. The mountain’s signal was poor, only one or two bars. The factory was still at the mountain’s edge; going deeper would mean no signal at all.

Traveling in such areas is extremely dangerous. Even a martial artist, should an accident occur, might never return.

Therefore, learning mountain survival skills in advance is highly useful.

"Hey, kid, you seem pretty close with the factory owner’s son,"

Just as Wang Longhu was about to leave, two youths with red and green-dyed hair and lip piercings called out to him, arrogantly swinging their legs on the table.

The elder on the podium took notice, picked up his glass teacup, and quickly left the classroom, clearly accustomed to this, with his own way of handling it.

Those who come here to learn herbal medicine aren’t cultured people but those with good physical skills or martial arts-trained hooligans.

Who from a decent family would risk their lives for such work? Gathered from all over, with varying manners, it’s easy for those with bad tempers to spark conflict.

Everyone in the factory was used to this; as long as it didn’t affect the factory’s profits, they could care less about fights.

"What is it?" Wang Longhu asked calmly.

"Since you’re new here, to get by in Datian, you should make connections. Knowing some people makes things easier in the mountains. Even if you know the factory owner’s son, he can’t always protect you; he’ll leave someday.

I’m Kun Biao. I invite you to join Brother Leopard’s crew. If interested, hand over 2,000 yuan for a group fee, and we’ll be brothers. When you’re in trouble, you can come to me."

This arrogant pitch almost made Wang Longhu laugh, but he held it back.

Wherever there are people, there will be cliques. Even in the depths of the forest, these extortionist gangs appear, collecting protection money. Now they approached him, a rather amusing situation.

"No need, I prefer working alone," Wang Longhu politely declined, intending to leave.

But as he turned, he felt a sudden gust from behind, realizing someone was attacking him.

Wang Longhu sneered, turned back, and grabbed the incoming fist, twisting it upwards. The attacker winced in pain and cried out loudly.

It was one of the flamboyant youths.

"Ahh, let go, let go!"