During the planting process, Xia Chuhe did not notice any difference between the magical wheat seeds and ordinary high-quality wheat seeds.

Despite all that was done, Lu Danggui still did not return.

Xia Chuhe gathered up the soil and other items, then quickly rolled into bed to sleep.

...

In a daze, there was a soft knock on the door, and Lu Dangui returned.

Lu Danggui paused for a moment at the doorway, the room filled with the faint, bitter smell of burning pine wood.

...

Half an hour ago, the acquisition agent, who had just relaxed somewhere, was walking home in a daze.

Suddenly, a pair of calloused hands covered his mouth and nose and pulled him to the wall.

The buyer kicked and thrashed, muffled sobs escaping from between his fingers covering his mouth and nose.

A sharp iron spike was pressed against his carotid artery, and a deliberately lowered female voice sounded in his ear: "Don't move, transfer all your points to account 319xxx228."

The buyer never stopped struggling; the points he earned day after day at the purchasing station were no less valuable than his life.

The iron spike pointed downwards, aimed at the area near the collarbone, and pierced in. Warm, salty, sticky blood slid down onto the buyer's chest.

The buyer suddenly froze, too afraid to move.

He didn't move, and neither did the iron spikes.

The buyer slowly raised his wristwatch, tears welling in his eyes, and transferred the 30,000 points visible on the watch to the account the robber had mentioned.

Having obtained the points, the robber delivered a swift chop to the neck of the purchasing agent, knocking him unconscious.

She wiped the blood-stained iron spike on the robber's clothes, then tied up her hair, turning the iron spike into a hairpin.

...

Two hours later, the acquisition agent went to the security bureau to report the case; he was so angry that he would never forget the account number for the rest of his life.

The guard typed on his laptop: "Virtual account, the money is gone."

The buyer was devastated and could only swallow his anger and suffer in silence.

Yan San, a mid-level officer from the base who happened to be visiting the guards at the garrison to offer his regards to the night shift guards, witnessed everything.

Yan San and the acquisition agent left the guardhouse one after the other.

Yan San quickened his pace and caught up with the buyer: "What did you talk to me about yesterday? Are you going to do it or not? I'll give you a 10,000 yuan deposit, and another 20,000 yuan after it's done."

The hesitant buyer during the day nodded without hesitation this time: "I'll do it."