Shen Cong had only sent Guo Shanni to fetch his eggs, but the massive Great Iron Bear corpse — and the pressure aura it gave off — quickly stirred up every jin person and iron person in the whole camp.

No one needed to come up close; from anywhere in the camp you could clearly see the ferocious black bear corpse.

"The Great Iron Bear! I've seen it in the bulletin — a super-heavyweight iron beast!"

"That's the Great Vajra. Administrator Hu's vehicle."

"Don't tell me Administrator Hu killed the Great Iron Bear?"

"How could he? The Great Iron Bear chased down the entire 31st Army. Major General Hu's strong, but could he really pull that off?"

"If there's one man in the whole world who could, it'd probably be Administrator Hu."

"Oh my sweet lord, what a huge one."

"How much would this sell for?"

The onlookers buzzed with speculation.

Before long, Ni Haiyang and the other management personnel appeared in front of the Great Vajra. Shen Cong's current identity, besides the army rank of Major General, still included the concurrent post of Xinyi City camp administrator, so hearing a report was only reasonable.

But ever since the Trade Association had been broken up, Xinyi City had reverted to the management office's control. Everything ran normally; no one clueless enough dared throw their weight around too much. Even the arrogant ones knew to pick a limit, terrified of stirring Shen Cong.

Right after, Guo Shanni brought over the boss of the Anshun Trading Company.

The boss was a jin person. He walked over gingerly, sweat on his brow, and launched into his sob story the moment they met. "Administrator Hu, it's not that we haven't put our hearts into raising the chicken. That old hen just has a foul temper. She wants the best food, the most comfortable lodging, and every so often she breaks out and runs off. In that state, it's very hard for her to lay eggs."

Shen Cong frowned. "You can't even handle one old hen with its wings gone. Why take on the job…