Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet (by Kay Lucas) novel Chapter 553

Chapter 553 Trouble at Tycoun Farm

Chapter 553 Trouble at Tycoon Farm

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Kent paused for a second, then added, “Use stronger words, but make sure the evidence is solid. Don’t leave them any openings.”

Barnabus nodded and opened his tablet to take notes.

Bruno stood nearby, listening quietly. A strange feeling sat heavy in his chest.

He looked at the Cluckoo Chickens in the video. They were calmly interacting with the workers. Nothing about them looked violent or dangerous.

He still couldn’t force himself to believe that live breeding was real.

The clash between what he saw and what he believed left him feeling conflicted.

He worked for Seafarm Group.

He was supposed to stand on their side.

Yet deep down, a small voice in his heart kept whispering, What if the Cluckoo Chicken farms are actually real?

If they were, wouldn’t that be an amazing thing for the entire world?

Two hours later, the complaint package was officially sent to the security division of the Fifth Military.

Their response came even faster than Kent’s most optimistic guess.

Less than four hours after receiving the report, the Fifth Military/replied through official channels. They confirmed the complaint had been received and stated that they would organize a security assessment team to inspect Tycoon Farm as soon as possible.

In military terms, “as soon as possible” usually meant fast.

But this time, it meant very fast.

When the complaint arrived, Nicolas Claymoore, head of the Fifth Military’s security div

division, had just finished an internal meeting. r

After reading Seafarm Group’s report, he barely hesitated before making a call to the fleet’s rapid response unit.

He ordered them to assemble a six–person team equipped with full security inspection gear and prepare to leave for Planet A001, where Tycoon Farm was located, within 48 hours.

That speed was almost unheard of inside the military system

Nicolas’s reason was simple.

The Fifth and First Military had never gotten along. That was pracnublic knowledge inside the military.

The two sides had argued for years over resource distribution and patrol territory. Just last month, officers from both fleets had nearly started a shouting match during a joint command meeting over border patrol rights.

And Elizabeth of Tycoon Farm was the daughter–in–law of a commander from the First Military. Which meant Tycoon Farm was

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Chapter 553 Trouble at Tycoun Farm

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The First Military didn’t really care whether Tycoon Farm’s videos were real. They didn’t care how serious the supposed safety risks in Seafarm Group’s complaint actually were.

What they cared about was this: the complaint gave them a reason to make a move against Tycoon Farm.

The assessment team was assembled quickly.

The six–member roster was finalized within an hour, and all equipment checks were completed two hours later.

Nicolas personally signed the operation order.

Officially, the mission was described as: “Conducting a compliance inspection on live biological control regulations in response to public safety concerns regarding Tycoon Farm.”

But everyone knew the trip was about more than a simple inspection.

News of the Fifth Military’s actions quickly reached the First Military. Trevor was having dinner with Jacob at the officers‘ dining hall..

They sat by the window with standard military meals placed in front of them.

Thanks to Elizabeth, the First Military’s cafeteria food had recently become both healthy and surprisingly delicious.

At that moment, Jacob’s adjutant hurried over and respectfully reported the situation.

Trevor’s fork paused in midair for a second. Then he calmly put a piece of potato into his mouth, chewed slowly, swallowed, and finally set the fork down before wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin.

“How many people did they send?” he asked.

“Six people,” the adjutant replied. “An assessment team with full equipment. They’re expected to leave within 48 hours.” Trevor picked up his glass and took a sip of water. His eyes drifted toward the dark evening sky outside the window.

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He stayed silent for a few seconds. “Send our people too,” Jacob said calmly, as if discussing something trivial. “They don’t need to interfere with the Fifth Military’s inspection, but they must be present.” He continued in an even tone. “Our people will observe every step of the process. Any sample collection, sealing, or transport must happen under our supervision! I don’t trust the way Fifth Military handles things.”

The adjutant nodded and turned to leave. Trevor added another sentence. “Let Elizabeth know in advance so she’s mentally prepared. Don’t panic. Just cooperate normally. Whatever the assessment team wants to inspect, let them inspect it.”

The adjutant hesitated slightly. “Commander, what if the assessment finds a problem?”

“A problem?” Trevor turned to look at him. His eyes carried absolute trust. “Tycoon Farm follows the rules better than anyone. there’s really a violation, then somebody planted it there.” His voice turned colder. “Send people to watch closely. Don’t let anyone tamper with the inspection process. Otherwise—”