Stockpiling Grain in the Air? You're Asking for Acute Iron Poisoning!

After transmigrating to a high-martial world, he finds the grain reserves have been shorted from the start, and tomorrow he's due to be marched out and shot?!

What's there to panic about? The [One-Click Max-Level System] is bound!

Host in danger detected. Scanning ten thousand tons of aged grain...

[Ding! Ordinary rice upgraded. Obtained: Qi-and-Blood Spirit Grain!]

[Ding! Moldy wheat upgraded. Obtained: Nine-Turn Dragonbone Wheat!]

[Ding! Aged corn upgraded. Obtained: Blazing Crimson Gold Rice!]

Qian Jin, a financial genius who returned from overseas, shorts the market with billions, convinced he has pulled off the perfect scheme. “Jiangnan City's grain reserves are empty. Let's see how you'll save the market!”

Jiang Yu pushes up his rimless glasses and swings open the granary doors!

Rumble! Glistening golden Qi-and-Blood Spirit Grain pours out like a waterfall, its dense vital energy surging straight into the sky!

Qian Jin: “??? You call this reserve grain?!”

Not only does it make up the shortfall, it sends Jiangnan City's martial artists into a buying frenzy, and grain prices collapse in an instant!

Jiang Yu smiles faintly. “Shorting the national grain reserves? Are you trying to get acute iron poisoning?”