You dare to cultivate without money?!

In the surveillance footage, fields of fluorescent wheat were being wrapped in Gang Qi by a man, eventually milled into heaps of white flour.

Then another man urged the Gang Qi, compressing the flour into blocks, stacking them like bricks.

"Are they seriously processing flour here?" Zhang Yu thought, "Even though I don’t know the variety, it seems, like Heavenly Essence Rice, this flour isn’t ordinary either."

Fu Ji, using the power of a ritual, also witnessed this scene and mused, "Are they using this shape for shipping? Hmm, it certainly saves space and makes transport easier."

In Zhang Yu’s mind, the five words ’Dark Seed Territory’ continued to flash.

Dark Seed Territory was the forbidden area Zhang Pianpian warned her younger brother Zhang Yu about on his first day at Wanfa University City.

And after nearly a year living in the university city, Zhang Yu understood well that farming here was a severely illegal and risky action, violating school regulations and law. Getting caught meant losing everything, drained of every ounce of flesh and soul.

"They don’t seem to be just processing flour."

"Could they be farming here too?"

"That’s truly audacious."

Yet the more Zhang Yu thought about it, the more possible it seemed. After all, Huilong Garden is established on a Spirit Vein, rich in Spiritual Mechanism, making it ideal for farming.

He recalled the cemetery restoration project and wondered, "Could the cemetery’s destruction also be related to the Dark Seed Territory?"