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However, Black Star told Han Fei that public security in Giant Gorge City had been problematic lately, possibly related to the body-tempering technique he had recently passed on to the military.

They suspected certain foreign forces were making moves, such as the ones across the border.

That was why public security had been somewhat chaotic lately, forcing Qi Lin to fire in desperation during a pursuit.

Han Fei's solution was simple.

Black Star would investigate, his security personnel would heighten their vigilance, and then they would hand the list to the police. If the police handled it, fine. If not, Han Fei would send people to wipe them all out at night.

It also gave Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang a chance to see some blood.

Even now, the commotion had not ended.

But Han Fei had already issued his instructions. His subordinates would naturally handle things properly, so he did not interfere further.

What he needed to do now was conduct more extensive tests on the Rat Talisman.

Last time, he had only tested part of it. There was still much left untested.

For example, whether the target's knowledge could be retained, and whether magic could exist.

Han Fei had high expectations for this.

It was still that hidden room.

Han Fei looked over the figurines before finally choosing Belldandy from the fantasy anime My Goddess.

First, she was very powerful and belonged to the realm of magic. Second, she had a gentle personality. If Icarus had not been technological in nature, Han Fei might have chosen Belldandy first.

Under Han Fei's expectant gaze,

the talisman slowly merged into her chest.

Light flared brilliantly.

A vivid, lifelike goddess came into being.

However,

the goddess looked around, then looked at herself, as though she had realized something.

"I'm a counterfeit..."

Her voice was gentle, yet the disappointment in it could not be concealed.

"You who resurrected me—no, created this body of mine—what you have done is very wrong. I hope you do not do it again. It is very easy to offend certain people, and bad things may happen to you."

She looked in Han Fei's direction and spoke gently.

After saying that,

under Han Fei's astonished gaze,

she slowly turned back into a figurine.

The talisman lay quietly to one side.

"..."

"..."

"Black Star, I suddenly feel that the Rat Talisman is a little dangerous..."

"..."

"Master, I feel the same way."

Han Fei truly had not expected that a character from a fantasy anime would possess the ability to recognize that she herself was a counterfeit, and even issue such a warning.

Then what about those seemingly ordinary characters?

Across the myriad heavens and worlds, no one could say for certain whether the other party might be some great figure.

Anime was ultimately only a fragment. It could not represent the whole.

"We need to be even more careful with future experiments."

"Don't touch magic-related ones for now, especially those involving gods, immortals, and the like."

After that, Han Fei became even more cautious.

His numerous experiments all involved characters from wuxia worlds or low-level technological worlds.

For example, Jiumozhi from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, characters from The Matrix... and from steampunk worlds...

He discovered that much of the knowledge they spoke of could not be applied. Only a small portion could be used.

That small portion was all knowledge that conformed to some of this world's logic.

Although Han Fei did not understand exactly what logic it conformed to, Black Star had calculated it that way.

As for people who were obviously high-level, or those from gag anime such as Tom and Jerry, Pleasant Goat and Lazy Goat, and so on, he did not dare touch them at all.

Still, he had tested some things.

It seemed that the Godly Superpower Universe allowed things like magic to exist. For this universe, as long as such things could be understood and analyzed, they could exist.

This world's inclusiveness was extraordinarily high.

Of course, perhaps it was forced to be that way. (Referring to the Void.)

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"Next, there's one final experiment."

Han Fei's gaze deepened.

"What would happen if the target were someone from this world, whether alive or dead?"

This experiment concerned many things.

If it succeeded, things might become very interesting later on. If it failed, then his future plans would only need some slight adjustments.

For example, Kesha, the King of Gods who would fall in the future.

At that time, perhaps he could seize the Angels' technology.

The corners of Han Fei's mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Even

those great figures who had already fallen

could be used as well.

Surely they would not mind paying a fee for their own resurrection, right?

That way, the day when he could roam the universe freely and be truly safe would not be far off.

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With that thought in mind, Han Fei had new figurines made.

One was of a death-row inmate who was still alive.

The other was of a death-row inmate who had already died.

Then he began the experiment.

He discovered that when a dead person was revived, they were restored as they had been at the moment of death.

But the living could not be revived. They would only explode instantly.

He also discovered that the things carried by the resurrected person corresponded to the stage of their memories.

But that was only at the level of ordinary people.

Han Fei was unsure what it would be like for those with extraordinary powers.

So he commissioned a figurine based on Dukao's appearance.

"Come on, let's try it."

The talisman merged with it.

Dukao—no, the figurine exploded.

"Looks like the living won't work. But I can't remember what any dead Super Soldiers looked like now."

"Forget it. It seems this can only be prepared as a backup plan for the time being."

"Still, there are some things I need to prepare in advance."

Han Fei's computer displayed an image that made it obvious at a glance: an arrogant, majestic Queen.

The image changed, revealing a playful silver-haired woman as well.

There seemed to be more figures faintly visible behind her.

At this point, the talisman's research came to a temporary end.

Han Fei straightened his collar and walked out of the hidden room.

The faint glow of the magic formation gradually dimmed.

His own room.

As usual,

Han Fei used his golden finger every day.

He fished up Drifting Bottles.

Han Fei found it boring.

Because Drifting Bottles carried too much uncertainty.

It might seem as if he had salvaged many good things—armor, genetic serums, the incomplete manual of Eight Extremes Heaven, talismans, and so on.

But that was merely survivorship bias accumulated over a long period of time.

Most of the time, the things Han Fei salvaged were like these:

A black umbrella of unknown use.

A stone stele with an unknown meaning.

Half a rotten apple.

There were also letters containing only fragments of information: prayers to the Omnisiah, a magician's chaotic obsession with the Root, despair over Tomo's blockade of basic science...

And some unclear photographs.

And so on.

Useless things made up the overwhelming majority.

That was also why Han Fei had initially said this golden finger was weak.

It depended too much on luck and took too much time.

If he had terrible luck, he might still be an ordinary person by now.

Fortunately, it could evolve. That was a small blessing amid misfortune.

It had now been twelve years.

In a few months, in September, another four years would pass, and his ability would evolve again.

When that time came, he felt that his ability would improve greatly. At the very least, the probability of fishing up good things would definitely increase. That was enough.

As for becoming invincible just by checking in or breathing, he no longer dreamed about that.

"Come on, let's see what has drifted over today."

As Han Fei spoke, he directly plunged his hand into the basin of water.

Bang.