One day later.
In a very secluded forest area in the western region.
Toot toot toot——
A military helicopter slowly landed on the helipad.
A moment later, Lin Ziming led Wei Fan out of the helicopter.
After nearly 24 hours of continuous scrutiny and transit, they finally arrived at this native cultivation base coded "Ju Mang".
And just as they disembarked.
The Director of the National Major Technical Equipment Office, Feng Xiaochen, who had been waiting here for a long time, quickly approached with another middle-aged man.
Director Feng had not dealt with Lin Ziming before; this was the first time they met, so Director Feng's expression appeared very formal.
He proactively extended his hand, his weathered face full of solemnity:
"Colonel Lin, Clan Leader Wei, hello, I am Feng Xiaochen from the Heavy Equipment Office."
Lin Ziming shook Director Feng's hand, moving it up and down:
