Chapter 1579: Chapter 1579: Hot Commodity
Sofia drank two bottles of saline solution and another bottle of mineral water before she recovered.
This showed how desperately thirsty she really was, but there aren’t many women who can drink like her.
After resting for half an hour, the two entered the sea. Feng Jun no longer used the Spiritual Qi Shield and instead released a flying boat—it could not only fly in the sky but also enter the sea, though it wasn’t convenient to use in muddy conditions.
The space of the flying boat isn’t large, and oxygen is limited. However, Feng Jun threw an oxygen tank to the side, which could absorb carbon dioxide and replenish oxygen at any time, so there was no need to worry about suffocation.
In fact, the flying boat does have a Spiritual Qi Shield, resembling a glass dome. The entire upper part of the flying boat is transparent, offering a very wide view.
The two of them sat in the flying boat, wandering the seabed. Sofia took out a camera and kept taking pictures, screaming in excitement.
Feng Jun, however, kept observing the earth vein, slightly touched. He never expected that a dormant volcano could affect the earth veins for thousands of miles.
The flying boat traveled almost a thousand miles underwater, and he couldn’t help but frown slightly, "Oh my, another volcano?"
Now, the flying boat was flying close to the seabed, at a depth of over 1,000 meters, nearly 2,000. He was amazed to find that not far ahead, another large area of chaotic earth veins appeared.
The chaos here was much less than that of the small island, but it was indeed chaotic. After analyzing for a long time, Feng Jun thought this could be another potential volcanic eruption point.
As for when it might erupt, it was hard to say. He couldn’t calculate it; maybe thirty years, or perhaps... three thousand years.
In other places, after a volcano erupts, energy is exhausted, possibly restoring the place to its original state, but who could say for sure?
As for the crater being underwater, that’s really not surprising; it’s a submarine volcano.
Sofia looked around in confusion and asked, "How can there be a volcano on such a flat seabed?"
Feng Jun smiled indifferently, "By the time you notice it, it should be ready to erupt."
He didn’t pay further attention to Sofia’s feelings and focused on catching the changes in the earth vein here, then picked a distinctly unusual earth vein and chased after it.
Time flew by as the cultivator pondered the mysteries of things. Before he knew it, Feng Jun had been wandering the seabed for seven or eight days. Truly, in cultivation, there is no sense of time.
Just when he finally had some clues, Sofia spoke up, "Boss, today is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. Are we... spending the New Year in the Pacific Ocean?"
Since she decided to become Feng Jun’s disciple, she’s learned a lot about Huaxia stuff, partly out of interest, partly because of her initial love at first sight—Feng Jun was the first to be amazed by her eyes, not seeing them as abnormal.
So she was well aware of Huaxia customs. Today is already the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and staying underwater would mean missing the Spring Festival.
Strictly speaking, she would love to spend the Spring Festival with him—better yet without outsiders, so it would just be their holiday.
However, being a bit pampered, she was now facing a more serious problem—she was sick of eating seafood.
Feng Jun hadn’t realized this, not because he didn’t understand gourmet food. In fact, he had quite a picky palate—a man good at cooking wouldn’t be expected not to understand fine food.
But when encountering something interesting, eating becomes secondary.
It wasn’t until Sofia mentioned that today was the 29th of the twelfth lunar month that he interrupted his thinking, "It is indeed time to go home for the New Year."
Yet, upon second thought, he mused that he was now a cultivator, and mortal holidays should gradually fade—considering that in the future, a single retreat could take a decade, celebrating the Spring Festival would indeed become impossible.
In any case, he decided to go back this year, as he hadn’t been able to return home while struggling for a living in Yangcheng before. Now that he’s financially stable, even if he occasionally doesn’t return in the future, he needs to at least greet his parents first.
By nightfall, he surfaced on the ocean in the flying boat, then retracted it, bringing Sofia back to Amstan, while he himself went to Chaoyang to ask his parents if they wanted to spend the New Year in Luohua.
His parents were hesitant about celebrating in Zhengyang, saying that New Year’s in the big city was boring, not even allowing fireworks, while the local New Year atmosphere was much stronger, and hoped he could come back for a reunion dinner on the first day of the lunar year.
Feng Jun went to Luohua again, and many were already planning to go home.
But many were staying in Luohua too. Hua Hua, Lin Heihu, and Chen Shengwang, needless to say, the whole Xu Leigang family planned to spend the New Year in Luohua, and there were also the Zhang Family Sisters.
Yu Qingzhu wanted to stay as well, but the Yu Family had a large presence in the Funiu region, and even the Old Master Yu was invited by Feng Jun to leave—many will surely visit him during the New Year. Last year, so many couldn’t find him; this year, they generally know he’s in Luohua.
Luohua definitely won’t be receiving outside guests, so it’s inevitable for Old Master Yu to leave.
Initially, Old Master Yu planned to leave Luohua for a week and then return, but after leaving Luohua for less than a day, he experienced dizziness, blurred vision, chest tightness, and shortness of breath, feeling as if he were close to dying.
His health doctor indicated, your indicators are beginning to deteriorate, you must return to Luohua immediately—not because Luohua is a miracle elixir that cures all diseases, but mainly because you’ve lived there so long, your body has reached a delicate balance.
Once you leave Luohua, the surrounding environment will certainly be somewhat lacking, but the key is that the balance is broken. You’re already a centenarian; your adaptability isn’t that strong.
However, leaving Luohua is easy, getting back in is hard, especially with a few people who want to visit him during the New Year.
So, he simply found Ren Zhiyuan and said, I’ll stay in your rehabilitation center for the New Year then.
Ren Zhiyuan’s rehabilitation center is open during the New Year, and there are quite a few patients. After all, recovery from a cerebral infarction requires continuity; midway treatment here only to go back home for excessive eating and drinking during the New Year wouldn’t make sense.
Elder Yu moved into the rehabilitation center, and Director Ren dared not be negligent, serving him daily with the "mother liquid" of the Body Tempering Pill, and considering that it’s adjacent to Luohua. Although the Spirit Gathering Array doesn’t completely cover this place, there is still some spiritual energy here.
Elder Yu’s health did not deteriorate further, Yu Qingzhu would come during the day to accompany him, returning to Luohua for cultivation at night.
The old man had spoken to her several times, urging her to treasure her cultivation time, as there are people to take care of him here; he doesn’t need her presence, but as a granddaughter, she insists on looking after him.
Another one worth mentioning is Shen Qingyi. She requested Feng Jun’s permission to return to Kunlun. Feng Jun granted it, given there are more and more experts here in Luohua, her absence wouldn’t make much difference. He said she could return after the Lunar New Year.
However, Shen Qingyi didn’t want to leave for that long; she assured that she would definitely be back before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
On the night of New Year’s Eve, the number of people staying in the manor decreased drastically, but Feng Jun didn’t dare take chances, extending his divine sense throughout the manor for watchkeeping overnight—supposedly even thieves take a break on New Year’s Eve, but for Luohua, anyone daring to steal from them doesn’t celebrate the Spring Festival.
The next day, just as dawn broke, Feng Jun took Gazi and the Zhang Family Sisters to Chaoyang through the Transfer Matrix Plate.
Feng Jun’s parents were still living in the old house, and it would be their last New Year here. Next year, they’ll live in the mountains, and most acquaintances expressed they could come into the mountains to visit.
That’s exactly the legitimate case where "wealth in the deep mountains attracts distant relatives," but it doesn’t require over-interpreting, because that’s the nature of things.
Shortly after they arrived, Feng Wencheng’s family of three also came over. Although he was already the deputy general manager at the Forestry Building as well as the deputy director of the forestry bureau, he showed even more respect to the head of their family.
The small flat house of the Feng Family was already overcrowded, yet one guest after another kept arriving.
Knowing Feng Jun would return today, the two top leaders of Chaoyang County came specifically to pay New Year’s greetings, indicating that city leaders would also visit that afternoon.
Feng Jun smiled, indicating that because of his many business and social engagements, he might have to leave after lunch, advising them to inform city leaders to avoid a fruitless trip.
This remark had an unexpected effect; upon learning this matter, the top leader of the government decisively abandoned other Spring Festival reunion activities, driving straight to Chaoyang. Finally, at around eleven, he arrived at Feng Jun’s old family home and invited them to have lunch together.
This made it impossible to fit in the house; Feng Jun’s parents had prepared a sumptuous lunch, and seeing no way to refuse, they could only go to the Forestry Building for the meal.
At the banquet, the city’s top leader toasted Feng Jun several times and then spoke of the city’s current downturn and considerable economic pressure, praising President Feng for being a young yet renowned talent from Yunyang, hoping he could contribute to hometown construction.
Feng Jun chuckled, having been out in the world for a long time. Now, those who dared to openly ask him for favors were only the leaders from his hometown.
Thus, he stated, what he’s engaged in involves high technology and capital-intensive projects, not suitable for implementation at home, suggesting any requests from hometown people could be discussed with his parents, as he seldom returns home throughout the year.
While he is willing to give back to his hometown, he left the actual operations to his parents, trusting their intelligence to handle these matters prudently.
The city’s top leader recognized his stance and didn’t persist, thinking to himself that any issues his parents faced would ultimately be forwarded to Feng Jun.
At this moment, Dou Jiahui also arrived. Originally, the Dou Family planned to have a big family gathering for lunch today, but he knew Feng Jun would be coming back, so he rushed over to discuss some matters, "Feng Jun, can next year’s lighting orders be placed through me?"
He was referring to the mobile phone dimension lighting orders, initially processed through him by Feng Jun. Later, as the supply increased, Dou Jiahui mainly dealt with lighting and lighting fixtures, prompting Feng Jun to procure a batch in Zhengyang.
That batch of over twenty million orders even drew a call from the secretary of provincial leaders.
No matter the circumstances, as long as Dou Jiahui spoke up, Feng Jun would undoubtedly offer full support, "Sure, have you secured the goods?"