Interstellar Farming: I Make Potions and Climb to the Top

With nothing else to do, Ning Xuan decided to pick up a pen and draft a plan. The plan was to establish purchasing points in several major medicinal herb production areas and forge long-term cooperative relationships directly with the large Mercenary Corps that specialized in selling them. This would not only guarantee the quality of the herbs but also reduce costs through bulk purchasing. She would also dispatch dedicated personnel to oversee the processing and storage of the herbs, ensuring their quality met the standards required for alchemy.

Next, after solving the supply issue, she needed to find the right people to run the shops. While she had plenty of people she could order around, the number of people who were truly hers—completely loyal to her—was very limited. The upcoming joint graduation exam was a good opportunity to cultivate her own power base. She would have to choose carefully.

Ning Xuan’s business plan quickly became a messy scrawl. She had to provide medical support at the association tomorrow. Realizing she hadn’t seen Yun Han since bringing him back, Ning Xuan decided to get up and head to Jingyi Residence to see what he was up to.

Recalling the video updates she had received on Yun Han’s learning progress, Ning Xuan’s curiosity got the better of her. She wanted to see what Yun Han was like in private after going through the Training Institute’s conditioning.

Ning Xuan crept quietly to Jingyi Residence. Just as she reached the door, she heard voices from inside. "Commander, Hengye and the others are members of your personal guard. They should be by your side protecting you. Even if you can’t return to the battlefield for now, if you let Hengye and the others stay with you, your subordinates can rest a little easier," a gruff voice said, his tone tinged with urgency and pleading.

The room fell silent for a moment before a low, calm voice replied. It was Yun Han. "That won’t be necessary, Qin An. You were my second-in-command. You know the situation with the Heavenly Might Corps. From now on, you will take over the position of Commander."

Inside, Qin An’s voice suddenly rose, laced with agitation and disbelief. "Commander, absolutely not! How could someone like me, Qin An, be worthy of taking over as Commander? I’m just your aide, I only help you with trivial matters. The Commander of the Heavenly Might Corps can only ever be you! I could never command the respect of the troops, and the other brothers in the corps would never accept anyone else leading us!"

Yun Han’s voice remained calm, yet it held a trace of helplessness. "Qin An, don’t worry. I will speak with the others."

"I don’t agree!" Qin An’s voice was choked with emotion. "You are our backbone, our faith! The only reason the Heavenly Might Corps stands strong is because of you! The brothers follow you, and no one can ever replace you in the hearts of the corps!"

Yun Han was silent for a moment, then sighed softly. His voice was low. "Qin An, enough. Execute my orders. From now on, even if we meet, just pretend you don’t know me." Yun Han’s voice was calm as he spoke the decisive words.

"Marshal Yun, for the past two years, the brothers have fought everywhere, all to find a way to save you. Now that you’re awake, you’re casting us aside? The morale of the entire Heavenly Might Corps will plummet. Can you bear to watch the Heavenly Might Corps, which you single-handedly built, just fall apart and cease to exist?" The one who spoke was Qiao Yu, dressed in the uniform of a non-combat officer. He was the strategist for the Heavenly Might Corps and also Yun Han’s classmate from the Central Star Military Academy.

The Heavenly Might Corps was a relatively new Independent Corps. Qiao Yu, Qin An, and most of the High-level Generals in the Heavenly Might Corps were followers of Yun Han. They had all gathered because of him, earning a formidable reputation in a short time. In just a few years, they had become a top-tier elite corps and been granted their own independent station.

Precisely because they had been established for such a short time and Yun Han’s personal influence was so immense, if he were to die or leave the corps, the Heavenly Might Corps would inevitably be hit hard.

"Do you recognize this?" Yun Han pulled open his collar, revealing a golden necklace.

"That’s..." The color drained from both Qiao Yu’s and Qin An’s faces.

"Qiao Yu, I only woke up because a Female Controller established a Spiritual Link Channel with me and soothed my spiritual power. I am no longer a free man. From now on, the Heavenly Might Corps is in your hands," Yun Han said calmly.

Large military corps all have dedicated medical teams that provide regular check-ups and treatment for their soldiers and officers.

However, this treatment is only superficial. It can only keep them from immediately falling into a crisis of mutation or mental collapse; they still have to endure the agony of their spiritual power going rampant.

But for the High-level Generals of the major corps, being matched with a Contractor is not a joyous occasion. While many can remain in service after being matched, they have seen too many tragedies. They would rather endure the pain of restless spiritual power and losing control during their fever periods than risk being constrained by a Female Controller.

After Yun Han finished speaking, the room was deathly silent, as if the very air had frozen.

"You did it to save us... The Spiritual Link Channel can be severed, and the contract can be terminated! Marshal Yun, don’t you worry. We’ve accumulated a lot of good things from our missions recently. We can give it all to buy you back. No matter what, I will absolutely not allow you to remain under someone else’s control." As Qiao Yu spoke, his eyes turned red. To him, seeing this supreme being he worshipped now controlled by another was worse than death.

"Yeah, yeah! If it’s not enough, we can keep doing missions! Controllers are all greedy. If we can offer enough benefits, she’ll definitely let you go! No, that’s not it. She saved you. Offering these things is what we want to do," Qin An said, quickly correcting himself when he saw the look on Yun Han’s face.

"This isn’t a Contractor Necklace. It’s a Contract Slave Necklace." Seeing their reactions, Yun Han knew they hadn’t distinguished between the two. Indeed, the difference between a Contractor Necklace and a Contract Slave Necklace was internal; it was difficult to tell them apart from the outside.

"Commander, are you joking? How could you... How could you become— Who dares to profane you like this? Who dares to insult the Commander of the Heavenly Might Corps!" Qin An’s voice turned shrill, filled with fury and a murderous aura. By the end of his shout, red veins spread through his eyes, and a faint black mist swirled around them.

Qiao Yu was also burning with rage, but he retained some of his senses. Seeing Qin An’s condition, he immediately injected him with a spiritual power Inhibitor. After half a minute, the black mist on Qin An’s face gradually faded.

"Qin An’s Mutated Value is too high. How long has it been since he was treated by a Purification Master?" Yun Han asked with a frown.

"His Mutated Value was under control before. But a black hole crisis erupted in the nearby A356 Star Domain Battlefield, and Qin An led a team to provide support. His Mutated Value has been rising ever since he got back."