Several Years of Development

"Mm, okay."

"Next, combine the money I made from my earlier small ventures with this and invest it. Black Star, keep an eye on the industries we invest in. I want maximum profits in the shortest possible time, then we'll invest in real estate, grow bigger and stronger, and create new glory."

"Yes."

"By the way, how long do you think it'll take before we're capable of recruiting scientists and setting up a laboratory? It doesn't have to be top-tier, just reasonably decent."

Faced with this question.

Black Star fell into a rare silence for several minutes.

Only streams of data flowed across the screen.

Until half an hour later.

"Estimated time: three to four years."

"Good."

A year later.

Han Fei began to gain fame.

He became famous as an outstanding university student and a well-known young entrepreneur.

The university anniversary celebration.

The grand auditorium.

Below, a vast sea of students looked up.

"Standing before us are Giant Gorge City's most accomplished young entrepreneurs this year, the Twin Stars of Tomorrow."

The host spoke in a standard newsreader's tone, gesturing toward the center.

"Han Fei, Zhao Xin."

"They are the fastest individuals to achieve success and fame since Giant Gorge University was founded, yet they have never forgotten their original aspirations..."

"...In just one year, they have founded Black Star Company and entered the light industry sector..."

"..."

"Now, let us invite our Twin Stars to the stage to speak."

Han Fei went onstage in a black formal suit.

Zhao Xin followed close behind.

"Ahem. Seniors, fellow students, hello. I never imagined I'd be standing here today, but... [a bowl of chicken soup]... you can do it too."

"I'm Zhao Xin. In the past, I was merely a..."

The two finished speaking one after the other.

The applause below was lukewarm.

"May I boldly ask what your plans are next?"

Han Fei smiled and exchanged a glance with Zhao Xin.

"Real estate."

The host let out a surprised gasp.

The next day.

Headlines appeared across major news outlets.

"The Wolf Is Coming."

"Clown Behavior."

"Wait and See."

And countless others.

The eighth floor of the office building.

Han Fei sat in his chair while Zhao Xin, beside him, stretched with a speechless look. "These reporters really know how to talk."

"Heh, that's normal. As long as our public relations department responds promptly, there's no need to care."

"Brother Fei, to be honest, the real estate industry is already taking off. If we barge in now, those big shots probably won't agree."

"Then we'll smash them."

"Fine. You're still as confident as ever."

Han Fei smiled.

Over the past year, he had fished for bottles every single day without interruption and pulled up quite a few good things. It was merely business competition—hardly worth mentioning.

He was confident he could crush them within two years.

Then, he would use that as a foothold to enter other industries and form a spiderweb-like network.

After Zhao Xin left.

Han Fei turned on his computer.

A black gleam flashed past.

"Black Star, begin acquiring laboratories and identifying scientist targets..."

"Also, gather information on those real estate developers. Forced demolitions and the like—I imagine they've done plenty of that."

Several Years of Development

Afterward, Han Fei arrived before a standalone building.

He unlocked it.

And walked inside.

With a clear destination in mind, Han Fei headed for a room. After opening several different kinds of locks.

He entered a highly futuristic underground chamber.

It covered several hundred square meters.

Many items were placed inside.

Damaged mecha, broken Laser Guns, half-ruined magic wands, secret techniques with only a single page remaining...

In short, they were things that seemed useful, but also seemed useless.

Commonly known as chicken ribs.

However, as a technological civilization, what they excelled at most was analysis. Han Fei worked desperately to earn money and accumulate capital precisely so he could gain the ability to analyze and manufacture them.

"The real estate industry can provide a massive amount of funding for scientific research, but time is still tight. Perhaps once we've secured a certain market share, we can leak out a few things and cooperate with the state."

Han Fei stared at the half-destroyed mecha and muttered to himself.

"But these things are still too weak. This is a world where technology can make gods. If I can't obtain truly decisive power, then all this can do in the future is let a few more people survive. It won't have much impact on the overall situation."

The thought made Han Fei somewhat irritated.

But there was nothing he could do. This was all he could accomplish for now.

His cheat still needed three years before it could evolve again.

Around September of 2012, it would be ready.

"I'll first do what I can."

With that thought, Han Fei sealed everything inside and left the building.

Over the next two years.

Han Fei was like the protagonist of an urban power fantasy, cheating his way through everything.

In business, he repeatedly anticipated his enemies' moves and seized every opportunity, causing his assets to skyrocket. When the real estate tycoons joined forces to suppress him, military forces suddenly stepped in to resolve the situation.

As for their underhanded methods, the moment they issued an order, inspectors would come knocking in the next instant with evidence in hand.

In just two short years, Han Fei became a renowned real estate magnate.

The Black Star Company he had founded had now been renamed the Black Star Group.

Countless people made their living under him.

One day.

"Breaking news! Breaking news! The Black Star Group has announced its entry into the medical industry and will invest one billion..."

"Internationally renowned scientists..."

"This year, Black Star Group chairman Han Fei and director Zhao Xin are about to graduate from university..."

"Rumor has it that Angel International, a world-famous enterprise, has contacted the Black Star Group. Does this mean the two major groups will cooperate and join forces?"

Black Star Building.

Office.

Before the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"These media outlets are as persistent as ever."

Zhao Xin scratched his head, looking speechless.

"And how did they know we just met with people from Angel International?"

Han Fei smiled. Looking at Zhao Xin in a black suit that still could not conceal his loser-like air, he felt somewhat sentimental.

It had already been three years, yet Zhao Xin seemed not to have changed much.

If he had to name something, perhaps Zhao Xin had become a little more rational and was no longer quite so recklessly impulsive.

"Brother Fei, Brother Fei?"

"Hm?"

"I'm asking you a question. Do we have a mole in the group? Otherwise, how did this leak so quickly?"

Han Fei waved a hand. "Relax, we don't. Black Star told me it was deliberate on the part of some mid-level people at Angel International. They wanted to cause stock market fluctuations and profit from the price difference. No need to care."

"Black Star checked? Then that's good."

Over the past two years, Han Fei had told Zhao Xin some of the things he could reveal.

For example, Black Star, and some of the items he had fished up.

Naturally, he had not revealed the core secret.

It was not a matter of trust. Once he said it, the Eye of Insight's bug-like abilities would uncover it when the Angels descended in the future.

With too many secrets exposed directly before the Angels, Han Fei felt he might die then.

Moreover, Black Star had been keeping a strict watch against Deno throughout this period.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll go train my people."

"Mm."

Over the past two years, Zhao Xin had tried hard to help. He often worked overtime studying economics and management and handling work, but he still could not quite keep up. Fighting was the only thing he had any talent for, so he eventually took charge of the security department. In his words, it was the necessary force that protected the two brothers, and it had to be trained properly.

If he had not often relied on the security department to beat up Giant Gorge City's street punks, Han Fei might have believed him~

Watching him leave, Han Fei stretched lazily.

Revealing his muscular physique.

Over these years.

Aside from all his various plans, Han Fei naturally had not neglected himself either.

He had also fished up some useful things from the Drifting Bottle.

For example.