Beauvais Town, Temporary Military Command.

The Red Wine Commander took a big bite of the red carrot, the crunchy chewing sound echoing in the silent office.

Each sound was like a heavy plucking on the heartstrings of the people present, causing one officer after another to swallow subconsciously.

When the last crisp chewing sound disappeared, the Red Wine Commander's eyes were bright as he looked around at everyone with excitement:

"It's true! And... it tastes amazing!"

With that, he suddenly raised the half-eaten carrot high, the gesture resembling a triumphant General raising a victory banner.

Under the dim light, the bright color of the carrot appeared especially striking.

The plainclothes politician's face turned pale: "Impossible! The soil is polluted, you can't grow vegetables at all!"

"Let me tell you a little secret!" Lin Yi said, reaching for the cloth on the table.

He pretended to wipe the opponent's swollen forehead, feigning concern but with genuine mockery: "It's a skill, you little fool!"

His voice wasn't loud but was like a series of heavy hammers, precisely hitting the heart of the plainclothes politician.

"Skill... skill... skill?"

The shocked politician stammered, the ability to talk eloquently now seemed to have vanished without a trace.

At this moment, the Red Wine Commander was staring at Lin Yi: "You... can farm?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of all nineteen officers in the room instantly focused on Lin Yi.

Everyone was staring intently, holding their breath, waiting for his answer.

Some even leaned forward, as if ready to catch every word he said next.

"Me?" Lin Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, the corner of his mouth curved into a meaningful smile.

His voice, like a stretched thread, softly slid from between his teeth.

"No, I can't..." He deliberately drew out the tail tone, as if his words were hanging in the air, unwilling to dissipate.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire room froze, as if the air had been extracted.

The expressions of those officers became stiff, their once-hopeful eyes clouded over as if by a shadow.

Lin Yi grinned, exposing his white teeth, observing with interest the change in expressions on everyone's faces.

Enjoying this moment of silence.

Just when everyone thought the matter was settled and disappointment spread in the room.

He suddenly raised his hand, casually straightening his T-shirt, and continued at a leisurely pace:

"But, my people—can!"

These words were like a thunderbolt, instantly breaking the dead silence.

The frown that had shaped the Red Wine Commander's brow gradually smoothed out, and his previously stilled fingers began to rhythmically tap the table again.

Meanwhile, more of the officers subconsciously loosened their clenched fists, the stress-whitened knuckles slowly regaining color.

Some officers even stood up excitedly, faces full of joy and surprise, whispering to those around them.

Just then, the plainclothes politician suddenly rushed out like a madman!

He stared straight at Lin Yi, gritting his teeth and loudly questioned: "Your people are in Paris, right?"

Lin Yi merely shrugged indifferently, his face full of disdain, unwilling to engage with him.

However, this guy suddenly knelt down with a "thud" in front of the Red Wine Commander, shouting loudly:

"General! General! You must do whatever it takes to get these people!

That way, we can revive our country!

We can't let those who can grow crops fall into the hands of a foreigner like him!

Moreover, he might be using force to keep them there!

We can set a plan, using food to expand the camp and become a Moses-like Savior, feeding everyone and restoring our country's former glory!

By then, you'll be the new ruler!"

In an instant, the office fell silent again.

But it was evident——all the officers' breaths grew heavy, some even becoming rapid.

The Red Wine Commander's eyes flickered with an imperceptible hesitation, his fingers stopped tapping the table, falling into a brief contemplative state.

It was clear, he was constantly weighing the pros and cons of the matter in his mind.

Beside him, a few hot-blooded young officers had eyes gleaming with fervor.

They involuntarily clenched their fists, knuckles turning slightly white from force, obviously deeply moved by the grand blueprint depicted by the plainclothes politician.

Yes!

This is a rare opportunity!

Once they acquire those who can grow crops, what won't they have?

Power? Women? Wealth? Pleasure?

Everything, everything will be within reach by then!

Isn't life all about these?

By then, one can become a new national hero, a founding father, leave a name in history, just around the corner!

Ahem!

But at this moment, an older, steadier officer stepped forward, gently coughing.

This cough instantly quieted the office again, showing his significant influence among the group.

The elderly officer's eyes were sharp, closely watching Lin Yi, only to see this merchant lazily sitting in his chair, his calm demeanor never changing, as if the confrontational situation had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, observing this, the elderly officer became even more convinced of his suspicions, coming in front of Lin Yi, giving a highly respectful salute.

This was a sign of respect no one had shown before.

Then he slowly spoke: "Sir... may I ask, why are you willing to share such important information with us?"

With these words, the office became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Yes!

Everyone then realized, since he dared to easily reveal the ability to grow crops, it was evident he wasn't a fool, he must have some backing.

He claimed to be a merchant?

When the Red Wine Commander inquired, he seemed to know the situations of the Louvre, Commercial Building, Sacred Heart Cathedral, and several other forces like the back of his hand.

Could it be, he had dealings with those camps, and their grain channels came from him?

Could those camps be his backing?

But thinking carefully, it didn't seem right.

Though they weren't clear about other camps' situations, they were very familiar with the bureaucratic system of the Louvre.

If the Louvre knew this merchant had talents who could grow crops, with their style, why not just seize them directly?

This didn't make sense at all!

Unless, crops were just one of his cards, and this merchant had more hidden cards, or some power backing him!

And to look at this person, always leisurely sitting in the chair, smiling calmly, it seemed he didn't take anyone present seriously.

Just as everyone was secretly pondering...

"Wait, what's that!?"

A sharp exclamation, like a knife, instantly shattered the suffocating silence.

All the officers' thoughts were interrupted by this exclaim, they looked at Lin Yi in shock.

Seeing the merchant before them, hands suddenly revealing a large number of hand grenades out of nowhere.

His movements were unhurried, like playing with toys, placing them one by one on the table.

The "bang bang" of their placement like the footsteps of the Death God, pounding on everyone's hearts.

Swish swish swish!

Suddenly, all the officers simultaneously drew their pistols, pointing them tightly at the merchant in front of them.

But they didn't dare to shoot!

Because, as long as Lin Yi, before he died, pulled even one grenade—

The chain explosions——

Would certainly blast everyone in the office to pieces!

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