Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

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The number of orcs that go out of control each year is considerable, but undead warriors are very rare. In fact, Qinghe has only heard about them from people in the Chaotic Realm and has never actually seen one.

However, the black coat he had just stripped from the youth resembled the invisibility cloak of an immortal warrior from legend.

As Qinghe voiced his suspicions, Di Youlin had already begun to examine the young man's body. Soon, Di Youlin found something unusual. He lifted the young man's clothes and found a circular, fist-sized indentation on the side of the young man's waist.

“It is indeed an Undying Warrior, Master. The Undying Warriors were created by the Lord of the Myriad Star River and would never be lent out. It seems they have already come to deal with you.” Qinghe’s eyes were solemn as he saw the circular indentation.

“With the Myriad Star Rivers already involved, the Starry Sky Council and the Starry Sky Academy have probably already made their moves as well. It’s just a matter of where they’ll be lying in ambush.” Di Youlin’s expression was equally grave.

"Is there any story behind the Undying Warrior? Why is it called that?" Ning Xuan took a few steps closer, wanting to observe it more closely.

"Master, Butler Yan has already secretly gone to investigate the manipulator. Until the manipulator is found, he is still very dangerous. Please do not approach." Qinghe blocked Ning Xuan, preventing her from getting close to the undead warrior who was bound by the spirit-suppressing rope.

Emperor Youlin also looked around warily.

“Since there’s another manipulator in the shadows, it’s best to give him another injection of anesthetic to prevent him from waking up midway. Otherwise, if they have a unique connection or control method, wouldn’t we be alerting them?” Ning Xuan shook the syringe in her hand, which contained a potent anesthetic she had prepared.

“Master, I’ll do it.” Qinghe’s eyes lit up and he immediately said. He had just been thinking about whether to throw another punch, but he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to control the force of the punch.

Ning Xuan handed the injection to Qinghe, who then inserted the needle into the young man's neck, injecting all the anesthetic into his body.

"Knock knock knock," someone knocked on the door of the private room. Ning Xuan recognized the sound as Yan Fuzhen knocking. She glanced at Qinghe, who nodded in understanding. She went forward to open the door and let Yan Fuzhen in.

Yan Fuzhen bowed to Ning Xuan and then said, "Patriarch, all three exits of the auction house have been sealed off. Lord Yu has transferred two large teams from the Surveillance Department, and they will be here soon. Lord Yu's idea is that once they arrive, they should use the pretext of the theft of the auctioned treasures to conduct a thorough investigation of everyone in the venue, and not let any suspicious person go unpunished."

"No way! Auction houses are all about privacy. If you do this, how will our auction house ever do business again?" Ning Xuan immediately objected.

“If we don’t do this, how can we find the mastermind behind it all? Patriarch, we can give up the auction business, but since they dared to lay a hand on you, we must find the mastermind behind it.” Yan Fuzhen frowned in disapproval. “Don’t we already know where he came from? We need to discuss this carefully in the simplest and most effortless way to find the mastermind. Where is Mingche now?” Ning Xuan asked.

"Lord Yu is already on his way here. He should arrive in about ten minutes," Yan Fuzhen reported to Ning Xuan, glancing at the personal terminal in his hand.

"Has the assassin's identity been confirmed? Which faction sent him?" Yan Fuzhen turned to look at the assassin lying on the ground and asked.

"Judging from his equipment, appearance, and other characteristics, he should be an immortal warrior. It was just a coincidence that we were able to capture him alive," Qinghe said.

Although Yan Fuzhen was of a high rank, he had never heard of any undead warriors. Yan Fuzhen's gaze was fixed on the dark red mark on the assassin's waist. The mark was neither branded nor not branded; its lines were intertwined like living things, faintly gleaming with a metallic luster. It resembled some kind of ancient rune, or perhaps an emblem left from the fusion of flesh and machine.

"How exactly did this form?" he couldn't help but ask, his voice brimming with curiosity. "Just based on this... can we really conclude that he's an immortal warrior?"

Di Youlin and Qinghe both fell silent. After a moment, Di Youlin saw that Ning Xuan was also curious about this question, and his eyes revealed a trace of sorrow and desolation. "I can't be completely sure, but this mark looks a lot like a covenant rune. A covenant rune is proof that a half-orc voluntarily accepted modification after losing control."

He paused, as if weighing how to proceed with his narration, "As everyone knows, orcs are prone to losing control after reaching adulthood. Once they lose control, they become nothing more than monsters who only know how to kill. However, most orcs have high levels of mental strength and are powerful in combat. If they lose control, they will cause great harm to society. Therefore, orcs will be killed as soon as they show signs of losing control. However, just having signs of losing control does not necessarily mean that they will lose control. As a result, many orcs that should not have been killed have been killed."

"Too many orcs were killed innocently. These orcs were originally the main fighting force on the front line. Not long after, the research institute made a suggestion that they were researching an experiment to eliminate mutated genes and needed test subjects. If the experiment was successful, the orcs with unstable genes could obtain stable genes. If it was unsuccessful, they would become humanoid weapons that could only execute simple commands and continue to serve the army."

"Some orcs on the verge of going out of control volunteered to become test subjects, undergoing a series of forbidden body modification experiments in exchange for a sliver of hope of success."

"The official explanation sounds grand and dignified, saying that even if the experiment fails, they can still continue to contribute their last bit of light and heat to the country and the camp, turning an uncontrollable disaster into a controllable and powerful weapon, making the most of everything. Sounds noble, doesn't it?" Qinghe's gaze drifted into the distance, tinged with a hint of sarcasm and sorrow.

Although the so-called experiment had long been stopped and he had never witnessed it, when he learned of this record, he felt a chill to the bone.