Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

"Then get in the car," Lin Chen said with a smile.

"But I have to tell you, I'm broke. How about I give you this Demon-slaying Sword worth 9999 bucks instead?" The scruffy uncle smiled at Lin Chen.

"You better keep that Demon-slaying Sword for yourself. No need for money, just get in," Lin Chen replied, speechless.

"Kid, you're not planning to go to Qin Family Village, are you? Are you a journalist or a volunteer? I'd advise you to stay away from there to avoid the epidemic. I'm telling you, that epidemic is incurable; once infected, it's nine out of ten you'll die," the scruffy uncle advised.

The more the scruffy uncle spoke, the more uneasy Lin Chen felt.

After all, Xia Xiner was in the village. If the epidemic was really that serious, she could easily get infected since she interacted with the villagers daily.

"I have to go. My friend is inside; she's a nurse," Lin Chen said.

"Is she your girlfriend? Just tell me whatever you want to say to her, young man, because you definitely won't be able to get in," the scruffy uncle sighed.

Lin Chen smiled but said nothing.

Soon, the car arrived near Qin Family Village.

Five kilometers from the village entrance, Lin Chen saw many police officers wearing masks blocking the road.

All vehicles were stopped outside.

Lin Chen pulled the car over to the side of the road, and the scruffy uncle smiled, "Young man, let's just park the car here. Until we meet again."

The scruffy uncle got out of the car and flashed the ID he showed Lin Chen earlier in front of a few police officers.

The police officers immediately saluted and let him through.

Just as Lin Chen was about to enter, a police officer reached out to stop him.

"Didn't you see the sign? No unauthorized personnel allowed."

Lin Chen directly took out his special consultant ID from the Dragon Group. After seeing it, the officer's expression changed slightly.

"Oh, it's Advisor Lin. Please, go ahead."

Saying that, the officer hurriedly lifted the barricade and let Lin Chen through.

The scruffy uncle, who had just walked a few steps, was surprised to see Lin Chen following him inside.

"Young man, why don't you listen? Didn't I tell you that you couldn't come in?" The scruffy uncle stopped and said seriously.

"Why can't I? I'm part of the Dragon Group too," Lin Chen said.

"You?" The scruffy uncle looked incredulous.

Lin Chen tossed his ID card to him, and the scruffy uncle took a look and was stunned, "Are you the Lin Chen my senior brother often talks about?"

"Who's your senior brother?" Lin Chen was puzzled.

"My senior brother is the leader of the Dragon Group," the scruffy uncle said confidently.

Lin Chen looked the scruffy uncle up and down, "Are you Dragon Elder's junior?"

"What, you don't believe me?" The scruffy uncle was displeased.

"Of course not. Dragon Elder has such a different aura from you," Lin Chen said, somewhat confused.

"Hmph, of course. He's pampered in the office all day, while I'm out risking my life," the scruffy uncle said, frustrated.

"But as the junior of the Dragon Group leader, your appearance is rather shabby. You can't even afford a taxi?" Lin Chen was speechless.

Lin Chen hit a sore spot for the scruffy uncle, "You don't know how much of a miser that senior brother of mine is."

Lin Chen deeply understood this point; Dragon Elder was notoriously stingy.

The scruffy uncle sized up Lin Chen, "I didn't expect someone as young as you to have such cultivation. I can't even sense your aura. Are you in the True God Realm too?"

Lin Chen nodded, "Uncle, you've guessed right."

"Oh come on, I'm in my sixties or seventies and only now in the True God Realm. And you're this young; you're practically a prodigy," the scruffy uncle said, speechless.

"You're the prodigy," Lin Chen retorted, dissatisfied.

As they chatted, they walked toward Qin Family Village.

After passing a few checkpoints, they finally reached the inside of Qin Family Village.

"Uncle, I've noticed your ID is different from the regular ones. Their IDs have one dragon, while yours has nine. How come?" Lin Chen asked curiously.

The scruffy uncle perked up, "You wouldn't know this, young man. We're a special task force of the Dragon Group, known as the Nine Dragons Unit. Only the most powerful martial artists from major sects can join, making us the elite of the Dragon Group."

"So that's how it is," Lin Chen said, nodding reluctantly.

As they chatted, passing several more checkpoints, they finally arrived at the village entrance.

The entrance was even more heavily secured, with soldiers armed to the teeth, each in protective gear, ready for anything.

Not far away, several temporary military tents were set up in an open area, likely serving as a makeshift hospital.

Lin Chen had already noticed the unpleasant smell permeating the air around them.

The air was shrouded in toxic miasma, which was the source of the epidemic.

Once ordinary people inhaled this toxic miasma, they would be poisoned. But Lin Chen and the scruffy uncle were unaffected.

Both were martial artists in the True God Realm, and their inner energy quickly neutralized the toxins. Ordinary people, lacking any means of protection, would inhale the toxins, causing bodily mutations.

"Old Wu, you're finally here." An old man wearing a kasaya came over, his belly protruding.

"Wei Monk, you got here fast. Damn, that watch on your wrist is Rolex, right? You've been taking private jobs again." Wu Tianshi said, frustrated.

"Stop accusing me. I didn't take any private jobs. This was a gift from my son," the big-bellied monk laughed.

Listening to their conversation, Lin Chen was speechless, "Damn, this monk even has a son? What's all this mess about?"

Wu Tianshi snorted, "You're clearly a secular disciple, yet you still wear a kasaya. Who are you trying to impress?"

Wei Monk chuckled, "I'm not pretending. I'm just staying true to my roots."

"I think you're disgracing the Buddhist community, wearing monk robes while eating meat, drinking, and even getting married. You've brought shame to your master," Wu Tianshi snorted.

"Alright, Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, do you want to keep bickering, or are we going to take care of business?" Another old man approached.

This elder seemed much more reliable than the previous two, wearing splendid attire and exuding a righteous air.

"Third Brother, you're here too? It seems this matter is quite significant," Wu Tianshi said to the approaching elder.

Long San glanced at Lin Chen, his eyes narrowing slightly, "And who is this young man?"

"Third Brother, do you feel a sense of defeat seeing him? Haha, at just over twenty, a True God Realm expert. This is my nephew Lin Chen," Wu Tianshi said proudly.

Lin Chen was speechless—since when had he become his nephew?

Long San looked Lin Chen up and down, "Are you the Lin Chen my elder brother often mentions? Weren't you investigating the Little Flower case? How did you end up here too?"

Lin Chen cupped his hands towards Long San, "Senior Long, during my investigation, I found that the Little Flower case might be related to the toxic mist in Qin Family Village."