Dual Achievement, [Dragon King] and

Amidst the lush fruit forest, Chang Qing Teng licked his dry lips and adjusted the sun hat on his head, shielding himself from the scorching sun's glare.

Although his name bore a slight resemblance to a certain famous university alliance abroad, Chang Qing Teng had no connection to academia.

After finishing high school, he followed in his father's footsteps, toiling in the soil, his face to the yellow earth and his back to the sky.

Over twenty years, Chang Qing Teng had accumulated considerable wealth.

Just seven months ago, he had staked everything, liquidating all his assets to purchase the title to this orchard.

The Starfruit Orchard.

His daughter loved starfruit, especially its star shape when sliced.

Chang Qing Teng also considered it a good omen.

However, the situation seemed to have taken a turn for the worse in the past few days...

Not only was there no rain, but the air was also extremely dry.

Chang Qing Teng couldn't afford a full underground irrigation system, so he had to rely on manual labor for water.

Judging by the current temperature and conditions, the nearest water source was very likely to dry up soon.

Whether it was due to overuse of groundwater in a short period or some other reason, the faucets in the orchard had stopped working.

He unscrewed his green water bottle and took a few gulps.

"Haa..."

Chang Qing Teng let out a refreshing sigh, his face etched with worry.

Growing up, he had never truly appreciated the value of water.

Now, managing an orchard himself, he understood the vital importance of moisture for life.

While starfruit wasn't as drought-resistant as sweet potatoes, soybeans, potatoes, peanuts, or edamame, it was still fairly hardy. With a bit of hard work each day, transporting water from afar, he could manage to get by.

But...

"Continuing like this isn't a sustainable solution..."

Chang Qing Teng sighed.

At his age, his physical strength was no longer what it used to be. Transporting water manually was fine for a day or two, but over a longer period, his body was prone to breaking down.

As he frowned, the world before his eyes suddenly darkened.

Looking up, he saw a vast expanse of dark clouds covering the sky. A hint of coolness enveloped him, dispelling the heat in his heart.

Pitter-patter...

The heavens opened, showering blessed rain.

Large raindrops fell to the ground, nourishing the parched earth and chasing away the heat. Breathing in the moist air felt incredibly refreshing.

In that instant, Chang Qing Teng suddenly wondered—did there truly exist some great being in this world who could hear the pleas of ordinary people and offer assistance?

Yan Anqing couldn't hear everyone's specific thoughts, but the sudden appearance of storm clouds on a clear, sunny day was indeed his doing.

He had altered weather photos to create cumulonimbus clouds over four provinces: Ji Bei, Su, Min Nan, and Yue Dong.

He ensured the rainfall would be neither too little nor cause flooding.

Yan Anqing brought this country...

favorable winds and timely rains.

His actions went unknown.

His achievements went unnoticed.

Sun Tzu's Art of War states: "The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting."

Because a skilled warrior's victories are achieved naturally, without significant struggles or reversals, they appear ordinary and unremarkable.

A plump black and white creature appeared at the edge of his vision, slowly moving to the center, and a string of text bubbles floated out.

"Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the achievement - [Dragon King]!"

"You replaced the will of heaven with your own!"

"You arbitrarily altered the weather, regulated the climate, summoned the clouds and rain, and shouldered the responsibility of a Dragon King!"

"Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the achievement - [Madonna]."

"If you had waited until the drought reached a certain level before intervening, you might have gained even more."

"Compassionate as you are, you chose to act preemptively, nipping the natural disaster in the bud. The title of Madonna is well-deserved."

"Current Main Quest 3 completion progress: 13/30."

The appearance of two achievements made Yan Anqing pause.

This was the first time this had ever happened.

The [Dragon King] achievement was understandable, but the other one...

"Stop trying to flatter me."

Yan Anqing's eyes twitched slightly.

Having conducted a self-analysis every year, Yan Anqing had a clear understanding of his own character.

After resolving the issues in the provinces of Jibei, Su, Southern Min, and Eastern Yue, Yan Anqing's life returned to its normal course.

In Yan Anqing's consciousness database, there was an image file filled with text.

[Long-term Goal: Remaster the entire world.]

[Potential future hidden dangers: The End of the Solar System's Sphere. (Note: According to Shang Yin's prediction, there are nine years left, so there is no sense of urgency for now. The future is for the future self to handle.)]

[Short-term Goals: 1. Create a second-tier Extraordinary Lifeform. 2. Improve social status. 3. Gradually make human society adapt to the existence of extraordinary individuals.]

Yan Anqing's energy was mainly invested in short-term goal 1.

The three sub-options within the short-term goals were interconnected.

However, it seemed that once the Limitless Cell's infection rate reached 10%, it hit some kind of limit.

Whether it was increasing training volume, supplying additional nutrients, or practicing meditation, none of it had much effect.

"Based on the current situation, the biggest limiting factor for extraordinary lifeforms, at least at this stage, is the strength of their muscle fibers…"

"So, can I use high-intensity artificial muscle as a substitute? That's the simplest and most crude method…"

"I wonder which artificial material has a higher compatibility with the Limitless Cell; I'll have to try them one by one."

Yan Anqing walked towards the laboratory while contemplating this issue.

Suddenly, he stopped.

A young researcher in a white lab coat blocked his path.

"Please let me pass."

Yan Anqing didn't even look up. "I have work to do."

"You're a Level 4 researcher, aren't you?"

The young man's voice seemed slightly distorted, carrying complex emotions, a mix of satisfaction and mockery. "Come with me."

"Come with you?"

Sensing the malice from the other person, Yan Anqing slowly raised his head and looked at his face.

"Heh… I see."

The person blocking his way was Huang Zhaolan, the one who had spoken ill of him behind his back and was labeled as having "red-eye disease" by the hot-tempered elder.

What a man who seeks revenge without waiting for the night…

Yan Anqing found it somewhat amusing.

If he wanted to, he could design a hundred ways for Huang Zhaolan to die, ensuring that no one could attribute his death to him.

Huang Zhaolan's fate would depend on the extent of his actions—

Honestly, after spending several months in the secret underground base at Zhaofu Well, Yan Anqing had thought that scenarios involving showing off and putting down others were completely behind him.

He hadn't expected to actually encounter someone who didn't know their place.

Yan Anqing's calm demeanor made Huang Zhaolan feel particularly displeased.

He knew that Yan Anqing was a key figure being cultivated by the higher-ups, a man who received targeted resource allocation from above, and had even become China's first officially promoted and publicized "Star Scientist."

Huang Zhaolan understood all of this.

Yet, he still couldn't help but step forward to try and put Yan Anqing down.

Deep down, Huang Zhaolan harbored some fantasies and a sliver of hope.

If Yan Anqing was a timid and fearful person, and if he were willing to conduct research under him, perhaps he could get a co-authorship credit for the new project?

Even the primary authorship?

The scientific community wasn't a completely pure and untainted field.

How astonishing was Nikola Tesla's talent back then, how terrifying was his genius?

This guy produced groundbreaking research results every year, almost like an alien.

But what happened later? Wasn't everything taken away by the more emotionally intelligent capitalist Thomas Edison?

Wealth!

Fame!

Status!

All plundered, completely suppressed, leaving nothing behind!

When God opens a door for someone, he will surely close a window.

The phenomenon of bad money driving out good wasn't exclusive to the financial circles…

"Why ask so many questions? My rank is higher than yours. I'm following the rules and regulations, so just behave yourself!"

Huang Zhaolan was losing patience.

After he had only spoken a couple of sentences, a hint of impatience appeared on his face, and he wanted to reach out and grab Yan Anqing.

"What are you doing?"

A cold male voice sounded from not far away, stopping Huang Zhaolan's movement.

Let the flowers scatter! The protagonist has arrived! Hmmm, just kidding... guess who it is?

Huang Zhaolan's setup has its own plot significance. People like him might do very well in reality, but here, He's done for.

Also, My imagination has plenty more to offer!

The purpose of altering celestial phenomena by modifying images to reflect reality isn't just as simple as controlling the wind and rain!

Oh my... that sounds so embarrassing