Supergod: Myriad Worlds Drifting Bottle

"Given the current situation, do you want to stubbornly guard the treasure and sink with it?"

A killing blow!

Now it was Han Fei's turn to fall silent.

What the other party said was also true.

In the end.

The two stared at each other.

"Zhao Xin can stay with you, but Liu Chuang must be returned. We can offer compensation, including part of the Super Gene data."

Dukao made the first offer.

"No. I won't give up either of them. But I can let them join you first, under the pretext of signing contracts and being assigned elsewhere. I can also provide equipment support as a condition, but I retain the right to urgently recall them, and you cannot stop me."

That was Han Fei's price.

"What is this? Using our resources to raise troops for you?!"

"This is what you promised in the beginning! You're the one who came to negotiate with me now! Get that straight!"

"..."

For the entire afternoon.

Countless roars came from the heavily guarded private room.

Enough to make many people tremble with fear.

Negotiations Conclude, and the Birth of NZT-48 and the European Emperor

It was not until nightfall.

That the private room's door finally opened.

Han Fei and the other man walked out, both smiling as though nothing had happened.

The two sides shook hands.

"Please take good care of us in the future."

"Certainly, certainly."

After saying that, Han Fei got into the car and slowly drove away.

Back where he stood.

Dukao remained there for a long time, staring at Han Fei's departing figure, lost in thought.

Whoosh!

A tall, graceful beauty suddenly appeared.

"Why didn't you let me act? I'm confident I could have subdued him before he even had time to react!"

The woman's voice was somewhat cold, carrying a hint of arrogance.

Dukao did not answer directly. "Qiangwei, go back. Don't make a move."

Du Qiangwei snorted coldly and vanished again with another whoosh.

"Ah..."

Dukao slowly sighed.

The times were difficult.

He had no confidence.

At a time like this, making a move against an ally who could provide great help carried both huge consequences and huge benefits.

For example, swallowing up Han Fei's technology and resources would greatly strengthen himself.

The consequence, however, might be provoking a counterattack and making the situation even more difficult.

Still, those benefits were worth taking a gamble on.

Yet he simply could not make up his mind.

If it had been the old him, he would definitely have chosen to break with Han Fei without hesitation. At most, he would pretend to cooperate for now, then strike in secret and finish him with a single blow.

Compromise?

Compromise my ass!

Just do it!

Unfortunately.

That was the past.

Dukao shook his head.

"Now isn't the past anymore~"

In the end, he thought of the agreement they had just signed.

"The future held infinite changes. Who could say what it would be like in the future based on today's agreement?"

A faint smile appeared on his face.

People's views changed along with their environment.

Three years later.

What choice would they make then?

Inside the extended modified vehicle.

Han Fei took the drink handed to him by the black-stockinged girl in a qipao beside him and gulped it down in several swallows.

Crunch, crunch.

He crushed the can into a ball.

Then tossed it into the trash bin.

Afterward, he lay weakly against the soft backrest. A girl beside him had already reached over, her fingers gently pressing his temples.

Han Fei closed his eyes to rest.

The negotiations just now.

Had basically reached a consensus.

Both sides shared the same overarching goal: protecting Earth.

With that as a premise, many things could indeed be discussed.

The final outcome of the negotiations.

Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang would still belong to him, but once the plan on Dukao's side began, the two would need to go over and help. It could also be called additional service.

The term would be within three years, during which Han Fei could not recall them. As compensation, Dukao would open up part of the Super Gene technology to Han Fei; after the three years were up and the two had completed their service, Dukao could hire them by paying in technological data and resources. However, Han Fei could recall them at any time, and Dukao could not obstruct him for any reason.

There were also some minor clauses.

Concerning the exchange of technology and resources.

How should he put it? This result.

Fit Han Fei's current way of thinking very well.

He had gained a large amount of benefits.

While the only thing he had truly given up was the two men's three years.

It could be said that he had profited.

After all, Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang's genes did belong to the other side, and he himself lacked the technology to develop them, along with the supporting technology.

Now, their ownership still remained with him, while the other side was effectively training people for him, and he had gained even more benefits in exchange.

It could be said that these negotiations had been favorable to him.

It was quite a worthwhile deal.

But.

For some reason.

Han Fei felt deeply uncomfortable.

His brows were tightly furrowed.

Time passed.

Han Fei waved his hand, and the delicate fingers moved away.

He opened his eyes.

He realized why he felt uncomfortable.

He seemed to have truly treated this as a business deal, an exchange of interests.

"My way of thinking is really becoming more and more like that of a politician."

"Pieces on a chessboard and all that..."

He tapped his head.

Besides, he had overlooked something: he had not considered how the two men's mindsets might change in the Xiong Bing Lian in the future.

The greater cause of country and home.

Maybe those two idiots would charge in without a second thought.

Still.

Three years.

That was such a long time. Han Fei felt that by then, he would only be stronger than Earth. At that point, they would all be trying to save Earth.

What difference was there between following him and following the Xiong Bing Lian?

And if he was lucky enough, perhaps three years from now, he might not even want them anymore.

Han Fei was somewhat proud when it came to his own future.

"Go back and ask them."

From beginning to end, Han Fei had never considered killing the two of them himself.

There was no other reason.

The technology wasn't advanced enough.

It couldn't be developed.

Feelings got in the way.

Besides, a great disaster was right around the corner.

He needed to broaden his horizons.

Thinking that way, his mind instantly relaxed.

"Come on, let's go home. I'm going to try my luck!"

On the evening of January 1st.

Seven thirty.

Han Fei was bathing and changing clothes, burning incense and praying.

This was a mystical method.

It was something he had learned from a game long ago.

The surest way to win!