Godly Superpower: Myriad Worlds Drifting Bottle Chapter 16

"Erm, I was just saying, do you have to be like that."

Han Fei waved his hand dismissively and got out of bed, stretching his now energetic body.

"Oh, it's snowing?"

Han Fei walked to the window and suddenly noticed snowflakes falling outside.

He opened the window, feeling the biting cold wind.

"Unknowingly, another year has passed."

In 2013, the Taotie arrived.

Now, it's 2011. After the New Year, it will be 2012.

It's getting closer.

Speaking of which, there was always the Mayan prophecy that 2012 would be the end of the world. Turns out, it's not 2012 this time, but 2013. I wonder if there's such a prophecy in this life.

Looking at the dangerous sky, Han Fei muttered to himself.

"When soldiers come, block them. When water comes, cover it with earth."

Chapter 18: Testing the Armor and Crossing the Year

Several days later.

Training Base.

Bang!

Bang bang!

A streak of blue flashed by in the air.

Several large rocks on the ground cracked and scattered.

His hands moved non-stop. A magnificent sword appeared in his right hand, and a large blue-green decal appeared, floating above the ground with a large character "Stab" written on it.

"Piercing Wind Stab!"

!!!

The speed was incredibly fast.

A blur of afterimages streaked past.

An entire rock garden exploded and was blown apart.

Han Fei, however, appeared on the other side of the rock garden, his armor completely unharmed.

"The Wind Eagle Armor's attack power isn't bad, and its speed is its strong suit. The only thing lacking is probably its defense. However, even so, ordinary firearms are no longer effective against me now."

Han Fei glanced at the machine gun and RPG placed not far away, as well as the dark ruins elsewhere.

"This is just the effect after putting on the armor. I'm still too weak myself. I don't know if I'm as strong as the first generation, but at the very least, my body's recovery ability is definitely not good."

"The technology in the Godly Superpower Universe is too strong in terms of defense and recovery."

He didn't remember the specific settings clearly.

He only remembered that when Qi Lin awakened, her chest was pierced by the Taotie, but she recovered in just three days, without a scar!

With injuries like that.

If it were him, he would have been dead long ago.

And this was only the first generation.

Shaking his head, it was good that he still had time, and next year in September, his abilities would evolve again. He had a premonition that his abilities would undergo a significant change.

With such ample time, his margin for error should be quite large.

There was no need to worry too much.

He deactivated the transformation.

Han Fei sat on the chair brought by his accompanying personnel, took a sip of water, and asked, "Black Star, are the data out yet?"

"Data analysis has been sent."

"Through testing, it was found that this armor is a speed-type armor, not suitable for prolonged battles or assault operations. It is suitable for assassination-type combat."

"The current weakness, the defensive weakness, is the most obvious. It is estimated that anti-materiel sniper rifles have a chance to cause minor injuries to you. Unconventional methods such as precise missile strikes and large-scale artillery barrages still pose a fatal threat to you."

"According to the owner's previous description, it is estimated that your current attack power is at the bottom or at the level of an ordinary second-generation super warrior, and your defense is approximately equal to an ordinary first-generation."

"This data lacks an actual template and is not accurate, only for reference."

Han Fei nodded. This data evaluation was similar to his own guess.

The Wind Eagle Armor was never known for its defense, but for its speed.

It was not surprising to get this evaluation.

However, when he further develops it, strengthens the compatibility, reaches his peak state, and can emit energy waves, slash giant sword qi, emit piercing wind stab light, and summon light shadow horses, he reckoned the evaluation would not be the same.

The abilities just now were the names and descriptions that flashed through his mind after he merged with the Wind Eagle Armor.

This shows the Wind Eagle Armor still has great potential.

Han Fei nodded secretly.

He then asked again.

"Black Star, based on the calculations, do you think this armor can be replicated?"

"..."

"The armor's material is unknown, and analyzing its energy is difficult. Even with Earth's current technology, combined with the new materials and technology provided by the master, a replicated armor would not be practical."

"What if it could be powered by the Wood Light Shadow Stone?"

"..."

"According to preliminary calculations, it's somewhat feasible, but the replicated armor would still be inferior, not even comparable to a first-generation warrior. It could only briefly withstand ordinary firearms, barely qualifying as a half-super warrior, and its cost would be prohibitively expensive. It's not worth it, and I strongly advise against such a waste of money."

"You only mentioned defense, what about offense?"

"...Cannot calculate. The basic hardware still cannot unleash Black Star's performance. Requesting a more powerful update."

"I don't have that capability now, just wait."

Han Fei said grumpily.

"Alright, in short, what you're saying is that mass-producing the armor is not realistic for now. We'll have to wait for another opportunity."

Han Fei stretched his limbs, picked up his coat, and walked out.

"Forget it, I won't think about this anymore. I'm going home first. These past few days have been so busy."

Time passed slowly.

The new year arrived.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky.

Brilliant and colorful, they adorned the sky with beauty.

Bringing a touch of festive atmosphere to the cold winter.

All the TV channels were broadcasting galas, featuring singing, talent shows, variety acts, traditional culture, celebrities, and the best comedy skits.

This was the entertainment culture developed by humanity.

Extremely prosperous.

However.

On this New Year's Eve.

Han Fei was alone in his large house, watching television.

Watching the joy on the screen.

He felt completely detached.

His heart was unmoved.

He wasn't from an orphanage in this life, but his parents in this lifetime were truly worse than non-existent.

After he started junior high school, the two of them went their separate ways, and he became independent.

Until now.

"I'm being so sentimental. I've gotten through this before. I wonder what kind of feast Aunt Wu made today. Hmm, I'm looking forward to it a little."

Stretching, Han Fei chuckled self-deprecatingly and picked up his hot cola.

Just then.

"Yo! Little Fei! Brother Xin is back!"

An annoying voice came from the entryway, and a familiar figure appeared.

Still with that arrogant demeanor, he winked at Han Fei when he saw him turn his head.

"Gulp."

Swallowing the cola he almost spat out, Han Fei looked at Zhao Xin in surprise.

"Didn't you go back to your hometown?"

"Haha, Little Fei, how could I leave you alone?" Zhao Xin laughed heartily, took off his shoes, and walked in.

He suddenly turned his head, "Come in, why are you standing outside?"

Han Fei looked over.

A burly guy was hiding at the doorway, scratching his head and looking at him sheepishly.

It was Liu Chuang.

"I was waiting for you to go in first, you're my direct superior."

Liu Chuang muttered a couple of times and followed him in.

"Why aren't you guys going home and instead running over to my place?"

"Hey, I'm always loyal, how could I leave you alone? Anyway, the two people at my home aren't like they can't see me; they'd rather I didn't interrupt their world for two. As for Chuangzi, his home is like yours, so the three of us can just get together and muddle through today."

"Alright, I'll have Aunt Wu make a bit more, and grab some wine. We'll have a drink tonight."

"Oh, right, Little Xin, it's been a while since I put you in your place, and you've gotten bold enough to call me Little Fei Zi. You've got some nerve!" Han Fei said with a fierce grin.

"Holy crap! Don't! Chuangzi, quick, stop him!"

"..."

The three of them playfully bickered and wrestled with each other.

The large house became livelier with their presence.

Soon.

Aunt Wu brought out the dishes.

They were all made using the Longevity Cookware.

Dishes like Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Dragon and Phoenix Presenting the Shuang, Husband and Wife Lung Slices, Drooling Chicken, Cold Fragrance Pills, Ants Climbing a Tree, Dragon, Tiger, and Leopard...

Everything was available.

"Come, everyone together."

In such a lively atmosphere, time passed quickly.

Chapter Nineteen: Holy Crap! A Charm!

Although he didn't drink often, Han Fei's physical condition was incredibly strong. He downed three bottles by himself with no signs of dizziness, as if he were just drinking water.

Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang, however, weren't quite as resilient.