Eating Su Mianmian, Did Ye Qing Dig Up a Military Optical Cable

The abilities of the Book of Mathematics and Reason might seem overpowered, but in the end, it was only a fragment—not the complete volume—and thus incapable of achieving true omniscience.

To search for certain information, some form of medium was necessary.

Had it been the complete Book of Mathematics and Reason, the moment Jiang Che laid eyes on Ye Qing, all information about him would have been laid bare. He could have even foreseen Ye Qing’s manner of death, piercing through the future and peering into the past!

That was true omniscience in every sense of the word.

But the Book of Mathematics and Reason consisted of six volumes, and the one in Jiang Che’s possession was merely a fragment. Naturally, the knowledge he could glean from it was limited, and many high-difficulty problems remained unsolvable.

Still, it was more than enough for Jiang Che.

"Hah, in the Jiang family’s ancestral estate, even a coin falling from the sky belongs to the Jiangs!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Che felt exhilarated.

As the heir of the wealthiest family, Jiang Che already had more money than he could ever spend—he controlled two major listed companies, with a net worth in the hundreds of billions. But the prospect of freeloading an entire treasure hoard still thrilled him.

The root of human happiness lay in getting something for free!

If you saw a dollar on the side of the road, you might not bother picking it up. But what if it was an unclaimed gold bar?

And if even a gold bar couldn’t tempt you, what if it was an innocent, adorable little lolita or a stunningly beautiful mature woman throwing herself into your arms? Could you resist then?

Jiang Che certainly couldn’t—he was already overjoyed!

Especially since he was freeloading the treasures meant for the Son of Fortune. That made it all the more satisfying.

[Jiang Che, stop grinning and give me a Shapeshifting Pill to try!]

Jiang Che sighed. "Fine, let’s feed you first, you little stray."

With a flick of his finger, a pure white pill materialized at his fingertips before he popped it into Su Mianmian’s mouth. Then, he unceremoniously tossed the little ragdoll cat onto the bed.

Ye Qing’s treasure could wait—after all, the guy still had a kilometer-long tunnel to dig. With such a massive project underway, it wouldn’t be finished anytime soon.

Jiang Che would just wait until the kid was nearly done before swooping in to steal the prize.

When it came to psychological warfare, Jiang Che was an undisputed master.

Soon, Su Mianmian began her transformation, her alluring silhouette visible even through the holy light.

Jiang Che hopped onto the bed as well.

"Blankets up, world out!"

......

"Thankfully, my master taught me the arts of Qimen Dunjia. Otherwise, digging this tunnel would’ve taken years."

Sitting in the pitch-black tunnel, Ye Qing snapped his fingers, summoning a few flames at his fingertips to illuminate the darkness.

With the power of Dunjia, he had already excavated over two hundred meters in just two hours—his shovel practically smoking from overuse.

At this rate, he’d reach beneath the Jiang family’s ancestral estate in two days at most. "Even if you’re a Heaven-Breaking expert, how could you possibly detect me tunneling underground?"

Ye Qing was already daydreaming about a bright future.

Sure, he’d lost his storage pouch, but he still had a spatial ring. Once he got there, he could loot every last treasure—no shortage of cultivation resources or money. Even if he were wanted across Dragon Country, so what?

He could always just swim across the Pacific to another country!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, his shovel practically a blur in his hands.

But suddenly—CLANG!

His shovel hit something hard!

"What the hell? Blocking my way!"

Ye Qing paused, squinting at the obstacle—a thick bundle of cables.

"Whatever, keep digging."

A few measly cables weren’t going to stop him.

With a single swing, the half-meter-thick cable bundle was severed.

Ye Qing pressed forward.

Unbeknownst to him, just ten meters above his head, a conspicuous stone marker stood with bold lettering: "National Defense Fiber Optic Cable—Excavation Strictly Prohibited."

The moment Ye Qing cut through the cable, the National Defense Force Headquarters in the capital immediately detected the breach.

The consequences of damaging a national defense fiber optic cable were well-known to those in the know—a single second of downtime could cost astronomical sums in damages.

There was an old joke about a wealthy businessman who accidentally severed a defense cable and immediately booked a flight overseas.

But in reality, you wouldn’t even have time to buy a ticket. The only option was to admit fault and pay up—every second counted.

......

Soon, helicopters were circling overhead, and military transport vehicles rolled onto the scene.

"Where’s the culprit? The breach coordinates are right here!"

"How was it even cut? The surface looks untouched! Could it be decay from age?"

The military technicians were baffled. Normally, such incidents occurred at construction sites, but this time, there wasn’t a single sign of disturbance on the surface.

"Report! A three-meter-deep tunnel entrance has been discovered three hundred meters away!"

A soldier rushed over with the news.

"Move out, now!"

Meanwhile, the Jiang family had also been alerted.

Jiang Yunhuang stepped out of the estate, frowning in confusion.

"I already reported my breakthrough to the Heaven-Breaking realm. What’s the military doing here?"

He was cautious—Dragon Country’s regulations on ancient martial artists were strict, especially for those above the Transform Force level. Conventional firearms were barely a threat to them.

In the past, Dragon Country had seen numerous violent incidents involving Grandmaster-level martial artists—local police departments were often powerless against them.

As for Great Grandmasters? Even armor-piercing sniper rounds couldn’t guarantee a kill. Only heavy artillery stood a chance.

Of course, the government preferred to recruit Great Grandmasters rather than antagonize them—after all, if one went rogue in a city, the consequences would be catastrophic.

And that was just Great Grandmasters. A Heaven-Breaking expert was on an entirely different level.

But soon, Jiang Yunhuang grew even more puzzled. He had no idea what the military was doing here.

Still, since it didn’t concern him, he shrugged it off.

As the chairman of Dragon Country’s Ancient Martial Arts Management Association and now a Heaven-Breaking expert, he even held a high-ranking position in the National Security Bureau.

...

Ye Qing kept digging, oblivious—until armed soldiers stormed into the tunnel behind him.

"Halt! Raise your hands and come with us immediately!"

Ye Qing froze mid-dig, turning around with a twitching expression.

"What the hell? Soldiers?! I was just digging a tunnel—why are there guys with guns here?!"

"What’s going on?" He wasn’t keen on clashing with the military.

"You severed a national defense fiber optic cable. You’re coming with us."

"National defense… fiber optic cable?"

Ye Qing recalled the thick cable he’d sliced through earlier. That was a national defense cable?

Of course, terms like this meant little to Ye Qing, who had crossed over to another world at the age of six. His connection to Blue Planet was tenuous at best—he might as well have been a native of that other realm.

Reluctantly, he followed the soldiers out of the tunnel.

"Holy shit! They brought helicopters?!"

His face paled as he was met with a wall of gun barrels pointed at him.

An officer stepped forward to verify his identity.

"No records found… Wait—you’re a fugitive?!"

The moment those words left the officer’s mouth, the surrounding soldiers tensed, their grips tightening on their weapons.

They all instinctively reached for their guns.

"No... I..."

Ye Qing remained utterly bewildered!

Compared to Lin Yu, Ye Qing seemed even more like someone from the mountains.

Lin Yu had been arrogant back then too, but at least he had some grasp of the law.

Ye Qing, however, was different—he might as well have been a pure-blooded native from another world.