Chapter 3257: Let Her Take a Good Look

As night fell, several container trucks from a logistics company quietly entered Duke Mining.

These vehicles came from the direction of Casablanca, each spaced about ten minutes apart, and upon arriving at Duke Mining, the waiting loyalist family members began boarding according to their assigned formations.

Due to the tight schedule and heavy workload, everyone had to temporarily endure crowding inside the containers, but fortunately the journey was not long—no more than two hours to arrive.

Wan Pojun also arrived at Duke Mining with the first truck.

Seeing Ye Chen, he clasped his hands respectfully and said: "Mr. Ye, the food factory side has already been settled, and those who came tonight from Casablanca are also ready to receive them."

Ye Chen nodded and asked: "Are food and daily supplies adequately prepared over there?"

"Adequate." Wan Pojun replied: "Inspector Li considered everything thoroughly; when we came from Casablanca, we specially purchased a batch of food, and the living waste for the next few days has already been assigned a disposal site, so after evacuation, no traces will be left, and no one will be able to tell that the food factory once housed several thousand to tens of thousands of people."

Saying that, Wan Pojun added: "By the way, Mr. Ye, Inspector Li asked us to take some drinking water from Duke Mining, saying that if the food factory's tap water consumption becomes too high over these few days, it could pose some hidden risks."

Ye Chen smiled: "Inspector Li's thinking is indeed meticulous. I'll have someone instruct them to prepare some drinking water to be transported by vehicle shortly."

Wan Pojun continued: "Mr. Ye, Inspector Li also asked me to help collect facial and physical characteristics of the Jinyiwei, then hand them over to AI for video generation."

Ye Chen nodded: "Li Yalin plans to fabricate a false impression of some Jinyiwei escaping through the port to confuse the senses; naturally, the more accurate the person's likeness, the better. As long as we have detailed physical traits of these individuals, we can make it hard to distinguish truth from falsehood."

Subsequently, Ye Chen pointed to Song Ruyu beside him and said to Wan Pojun: "Pojun, let me introduce you—this is Miss Song Ruyu."

After saying that, he turned to Song Ruyu and said: "Miss Song, this is the Hall Master of Wandragon Palace, Wan Pojun."

Wan Pojun politely said to Song Ruyu: "Hello, Miss Song!"

Song Ruyu was somewhat surprised—she hadn't expected that this man, who was so respectful toward Ye Chen, would actually be the Hall Master of Wandragon Palace.

She had heard of Wandragon Palace before; though its strength pales in comparison to the Poqing Association, in the mercenary field it ranks just below Blackwater and is considered quite powerful.

Yet she never imagined that Wandragon Palace would actually serve Ye Chen.

Still surprised, Song Ruyu politely said to Wan Pojun: "Hall Master Wan, greetings."

Ye Chen looked at Wan Pojun and said: "Pojun, Miss Song is a martial arts master who entered the Transformation Realm at sixteen; if the opportunity arises, you should communicate more with her in the future—see if you can gain anything from it."

Ye Chen's plain words struck Wan Pojun like a thunderbolt!

He exclaimed in shock: "Mr. Ye... you... you said Miss Song entered the Transformation Realm at sixteen?!"

Ye Chen nodded: "Exactly—she entered the Transformation Realm at sixteen, grasped the Dao at twenty-two; Miss Song's talent is truly unparalleled in a lifetime."

At this moment, Wan Pojun's heart surged with shock and shame.

Back when he attacked Ye Ling Mountain, it was the proudest and most arrogant time of his life—he was merely an eighth-stage martial artist then, not even having touched the peak of the Bright Realm.

Meanwhile, his master Qiu Zhiyuan had been stuck at the peak of the Bright Realm for thirty years, unable to break through to the Dark Realm.

Yet this seemingly delicate girl before him had already entered the Transformation Realm at sixteen!

Bright Realm, Dark Realm, Transformation Realm, Grandmaster Realm—breaking into the Dark Realm is already as difficult as climbing to heaven; breaking into the Transformation Realm—what kind of genius must one be?!

Moreover, Transformation Realm masters—I've lived thirty years and never once seen one with my own eyes!

Overwhelmed with shock, Wan Pojun suddenly felt a sense of despair.

He thought: Compared to Miss Song Ruyu, I truly don't deserve to be on stage—she entered the Transformation Realm at sixteen, while without Ye Chen's help, I might not even break through to the Dark Realm by sixty; this gap is nothing short of heaven and earth!

Seeing his dejected expression, Ye Chen calmly said: "Pojun, there will always be gaps between people—don't be overly inferior. Cultivation is like this, and so is life: many people live to sixty and still lack clothes to cover their bodies or food to fill their stomachs, while others are born already inheriting trillions in family wealth;"

"Some people are worth over a hundred million at sixty—looking globally, that's not unsuccessful—but compared to those internet tycoons worth hundreds of billions in their twenties, the difference is still as vast as cloud and mud."

Saying this, Ye Chen paused slightly, then continued: "Some people earn in one hour what others cannot earn in a lifetime—people are like this: no matter how far or fast you go, you'll eventually find someone who has gone farther and faster; at such times, don't blame yourself—just walk your own path well. Earning money is like this, and so is cultivation—adjust your mindset."

Wan Pojun slightly nodded, respectfully saying: "Subordinate... subordinate understands!"

Ye Chen smiled faintly: "Alright, hurry up and send people over in batches—two days from now, we still need to give Wu Feiyan a great surprise!"

Soon, the trucks loaded with loyalist family members and drinking water began departing Duke Mining one after another.

Wan Pojun did not leave with the convoy; instead, he had Yin Xiaoyang gather a group of Jinyiwei, and he himself walked in circles filming each person a 360-degree video.

After the first batch of logistics trucks arrived at the food factory, they immediately returned empty to pick up the second batch; by dawn, all loyalist family members had been transported to the food factory.

To avoid satellite detection, all transfer operations ceased before dawn; Li Yalin had all logistics vehicles leave the food factory before daylight, then required everyone inside the factory not to leave the premises.

These loyalists and their families, having been trained by the Poqing Association to have extremely high discipline and obedience, though each felt overwhelming excitement from escaping death, still carried out Li Yalin's demands without exception.

Inside the food factory during the day, all was quiet—though several thousand people were somewhat crowded, order was maintained so well that even passing by the entrance, one wouldn't notice how many were inside.

Li Yalin, to avoid any external detection as much as possible, had specially built a soundproof room-within-a-room inside the workshop, where infants under two years old lived with their mothers, ensuring their occasional cries wouldn't leak outside the food factory.

For safety, Li Yalin provided the loyalists and their families with mostly instant food.

The food factory itself had a large stock of sardine cans; Li Yalin also prepared bread, biscuits, canned red meat, and fresh vegetables requiring no heating or cooking—this way, feeding several thousand people wouldn't cause a commotion; each person received rations of food and drinking water, and there was also a sealed bag for garbage; after meals, everyone consciously placed their waste into the sealed bag, which was then collected and summarized by each group's responsible person.

The daily waste generated during the day would be loaded onto logistics trucks at nightfall, and en route to Duke Mining, there happened to be a landfill—Wandragon Palace's soldiers would discreetly dump the waste into the landfill along the way, where it would be incinerated and buried together with the landfill's existing waste, achieving seamless disposal.

The refining plant had already produced the final day's required phosphate output the night before; afterward, all Brave Cavalry responsible for production in the Second Battalion withdrew.

All Brave Cavalry family members, as well as the vast majority of the Brave Cavalry themselves, had withdrawn before dawn.

Time had entered the final day of the plan.

At this moment, besides Ye Chen, Wan Pojun, and Song Ruyu, those remaining at Duke Mining were the transport team of the Third Battalion.

The Third Battalion's Brave Cavalry were loading the final batch of phosphate onto empty railcars, waiting for the afternoon train to come and haul them away.

To avoid external detection of abnormality, the First Battalion still left dozens of Brave Cavalry responsible for mining to continue pretending to work in the mining area—after all, if such a large mining area halted operations during the day, it would indeed seem abnormal.

At noon, Yin Xiaoyang received a call, then immediately came to report to Ye Chen: "Mr. Ye, Moroccan Trade just contacted me—they'll come tonight at midnight to pick up the first batch of full blood replacement members; please get ready."

Ye Chen nodded slightly and asked him: "Has the timing of the Moroccan National Railway train been confirmed?"

Yin Xiaoyang replied: "The national railway side will arrive around four o'clock; the cargo has already been loaded."

After saying that, Yin Xiaoyang asked Ye Chen: "By the way, Mr. Ye, when are we withdrawing?"

Ye Chen said: "After dark, you immediately arrange everyone to gather all engineering vehicles here at the office building; half the oil stored in the underground tanks will be pumped into the wells below, and the other half pumped into all buildings—how long will this take?"

Yin Xiaoyang thought for a moment: "At most two hours."

"Good!" Ye Chen nodded: "Once you're done, withdraw immediately—I'll stay here to wait for Moroccan Trade's arrival before setting the fire."

Yin Xiaoyang asked: "Mr. Ye, won't it be too risky for you to stay here? Why not just set fire to this place at ten o'clock and withdraw together—what do you think?"

Ye Chen said: "Although the outcome would be the same, I'd rather they arrive here to find no one present; when they're completely bewildered, seeing the entire Duke Mining suddenly engulfed in flames, their shock and terror will surely prompt them to immediately capture close-up firsthand footage—I want Wu Feiyan to take a good look, to see clearly!"