My Cyber Psychosis is Task Prompt-Chapter 310 - 175: The Wanderer and the Farmer

"I have one too."

"Wow, you’re doing well, kid."

The farm owner picked up a bottle cork with a "creak," tightened it, and motioned for John to sit down.

"Sent to me by Jingke Heavy Industry. They just left. To be honest, I haven’t decided whether I want to attend the party."

"You know Mr. Vito?"

"Of course, F*ck, he’s quite the old geezer. Back when I was building Radiant Dust Farm, I dealt with Vito a lot, which is why I don’t want to attend the party..."

After he finished speaking, he lifted his glass, raised his gaze towards John, seizing the opportunity to observe John’s expression.

"You’re not surprised, John. This means you know the inside story. The question is, who invited you?"

"Bone Shards."

John did not hide it.

Mr. Vito’s retirement party is complicated.

Different inviters, different predetermined stands.

"Hope you have fun."

The farm owner didn’t elaborate, indicating that the Jingke management’s ideas clashed with those of Bone Shards. Different stands make it inconvenient to delve further into the topic.

He frowned, pursed his lips, exhaled the scent of wine, and then laid down his glass with satisfaction.

"I guess I’ll be absent. Haha, you see, my business is booming, but some bastards want to tear the bones and eat the meat. F*ck, it’s quite exhilarating, brings back the excitement of when I first started my business."

Radiant Dust Farm has reclaimed the distributors’ share.

The local big shots and food vendors can’t make money from the farm owner’s hands. They’ve turned from collaborators into competitors, hoping for his demise. The day before yesterday, someone posing as a distributor tried to get through preliminary checks and attempted to detonate a viral bomb inside the farm.

The problem and the troublemakers have been resolved.

The farm owner’s voice was still strong, his emotions high, showing no signs of pressure despite the battle.

He waved his arm.

The wilderness scenery displayed on the surrounding walls disappeared, replaced by a satellite over-view map of Eden City, dotted with red spots representing shops, evenly distributed in every area.

This is Radiant Dust Farm’s commercial map.

"With so much money, can you spend it all?"

"Oh, no no no, John, your question is disappointing as hell... Resources, remember this word. Let me ask you, has productivity in the Cyber Era actually increased or decreased?"

"Decreased?"

"Why?"

"There’s always snatching happening everywhere. If one wants to survive, live better, become a big shot in Eden City, only when things are not enough will people be pushed to this extent, right?"

"Hahaha, not a bad thought, kid, but you’re wrong!"

The farm owner generously waved his hand.

A circle of blue hidden lights lit up at the table’s corner, then ejected a blackened cigar butt, with packaging and texture resembling the high-end cigars launched by Golden Apple Company.

The farm owner pinched the end, pushed forward.

The cigar was cut and lit right inside the table, emerging with a faint gray smoke.

He put the cigar in his mouth and chatted leisurely with John.

Perhaps because John had also received an invitation, the farm owner saw him in a new light, willing to say more, his tone was relaxed, appearing amiable.

John had wondered before—why would someone like Mr. Vito want to share and chat deeply with someone much lower in status, imparting their values?

He quietly listened as the farm owner chatted away, occasionally swirling his whiskey glass, watching the ice clash, seemingly grabbing an answer in his heart.

Because there is a gap.

Wealth, power, emotion...

When falling from above, it becomes turbulent, splashing and reverberating, only then can it be mighty, filling the ambition expanded by time.

The farm owner believes:

The bottom layer of Eden City is completely disposable, the wealth trickling down is enough for ordinary people to live muddledly, calmly, or even blithely till death.

"Returning to my question, John, the productivity of the Cyber Era is actually unimaginably high, so high it doesn’t require so much labor, that’s why one has to struggle desperately. Struggle brings money, the more you struggle, the richer you get!"