Qi Lin seemed to snap out of a dream. She placed her hand on the car door, wanting to say something to Han Fei.
Just then.
A phone call came in.
Han Fei answered it.
"Hello? Got it. Delay the release. Communications are a huge market. With Secretary He's communications improvements, we'll win with an absolute advantage. Don't pull any shady stunts, and make sure the quality is good!
"The phones we make can't be like..."
As Han Fei spoke, he waved to Qi Lin. "That's it. You two head back first."
He also reminded the driver to get them home safely.
Then he got into the car.
Qi Lin stood there in a daze.
She withdrew her hand and lowered her head.
"...Sigh..."
Beside her, He Weilan's mouth twitched. What was with this melodramatic soap-opera feeling?
Forget it. They had never been suitable for each other anyway. This was for the best. A few months would be enough.
Love and romance were such a hassle.
When they got back, she would take Qi Lin to the gym more often. Only exercise and muscles could bring people true happiness.
Surely that would help her forget all the unpleasant things.
He Weilan nodded to herself, deeply convinced.
Two days later.
He boarded his private jet, left the country, and headed for the Empire Graveyard—oh, no, the Dawn Alliance.
Han Fei knew.
This departure.
Would change everything.
Third Type Contact (I): Beginnings and Heretical Thoughts
"Move, move, move!"
"If anything goes wrong today, every last one of you will be replaced!"
"You over there, has the place been cleaned? No? Then get to it! Every person who comes in needs spotless shoes. If they aren't clean, then lick them clean yourself!!"
"And everyone still on the political stage must have learned Chinese by now. When the time comes, remember to speak Chinese."
"Get moving!"
"The Alliance Leader will be here soon. If any of you want to die, do it early. Don't drag the rest of us down..."
The former Empire Graveyard region, now the Dawn Alliance.
The capital.
A bespectacled, potbellied, balding man was roaring with rage.
Under his bellowing, the staff around him hurried along, not daring to linger in the slightest.
Seeing this.
Manos finally let out a breath. Just moments ago, he had received word that the legendary Alliance Leader, who rarely showed himself, would soon arrive in the capital.
It left him frightened, yet somewhat excited.
This Alliance Leader had a complicated reputation within the Dawn Alliance.
He was a hardliner who had issued purge orders time and again. No one knew how many people had died. It was said that the latest great purge a few days ago had also been ordered by him. How could people not fear him? Yet he was also a reformer who had genuinely given them benefits.
People both loved and hated him.
The plane landed.
Dressed in a black overcoat, Han Fei walked out of the airport surrounded by a crowd. At his side was Hexi, wearing a secretary's outfit and glasses, her hair pinned up in a somewhat dangerously alluring style that nonetheless gave her a gentle air.
The airport exterior had been cleared in advance.
No one dared show up without knowing better.
Anyone who appeared now could only be an assassin.
He had barely left the airport and stepped onto a street.
When he suddenly stopped.
He looked at the stalls selling soy milk and fried dough sticks on the street, his expression changing slightly.
The streets and alleys all carried a distinctly domestic style.
That was probably related to the infrastructure teams and their respective managers who had been brought in.
It was a matter of cultural influence.
It was unavoidable.
"Alliance Leader, this way, please."
Soon, Han Fei arrived at a palace.
A palace.
That combined Chinese and Western styles.
"A palace?"
The person in charge repeatedly nodded. "You are the Alliance Leader. In ancient Huaxia, that would make you a king, and in the West, you would be a king as well. How could a palace not be worthy of you?"
Han Fei curled his lip, knowing this was deliberate flattery.
But he did not refuse. He simply walked inside.
Dawn Alliance.
"Master, the Dawn Alliance's population stands at thirteen million. It consists of mixed ethnic groups, but after several years of migration efforts and consolidation of the Nanyang region, the population is currently primarily made up of Asians and whites, who account for roughly ten million people."
"Mm. We need to step up ideological education for teenagers and young children."
Han Fei then inspected every aspect of the economy, people's livelihoods, military, and more. After seeing everything firsthand, he made further adjustments.
"Alright. Tell me about the current Extreme Warriors."
Black Star's voice rang out.
"There are currently thirty thousand Extreme Warriors in total. They are fully equipped and maintain ample combat effectiveness. Aside from the three thousand assigned as the capital's garrison, the remaining twenty-seven thousand have assembled at the military district outside the city and are ready to respond to the Master's orders at any time."
"There's no problem with the genetic codes, right?"
"Every Blood Orchid Potion currently produced has been embedded with a genetic code. None have been activated yet."
"Mm, good. It seems our screening process has not had any problems for the time being."
Genetic codes.
This was the result of technology traded from Deno concerning Super Genes, then modified by Hexi.
As for what this thing was mainly used for, there was no need to say more.
It was merely a necessary measure.
"Alright, deal with these matters as soon as possible. Black Star, is the Tianxuan Star campaign plan ready?"
"It has been completed."
"Good. Put the portal in the designated location. We begin the campaign tonight!"
"Operation codename: Third Type Contact!"
Earth had once been swept by a wave of debate over whether aliens existed, and someone proposed the following theory.
Zero Type Contact: distant sightings.
First Type Contact: close-range sightings.
Second Type Contact: humans witness or come into contact with traces they have left behind.
Third Type Contact: direct contact with aliens, with communication and exchange.
(I changed it! That wasn't the original wording; it's for the plot.)
Outside the Dawn Alliance capital.
A certain military zone.
That's right.
This was the test area Han Fei had selected. Tens of thousands of Super Soldiers, aircraft, artillery, laser mechs, and layers upon layers of defenses—there was no safer place than this!
Here, an enormous underground structure had already been prepared.
Large numbers of personnel moved in.
Hexi arranged for people to install the portal.
She then directed personnel to place the various instruments and divide the responsibilities of the researchers and professors.
Those old professors and PhDs had already been won over by Hexi during the previous days. There was nothing to be done about it—when facing a monster who surpassed them in only a few days, they had no choice but to submit!
Therefore, despite their usual stubbornness, they had no dissatisfaction with Hexi's orders and obeyed without question.
Along with the deployment of defense personnel from all sides.
The entire underground experimental base became incredibly hectic.
Everything was not fully set up until noon the next day.
Only then was the experiment officially declared underway.
Large numbers of troops began entering in batches. Each team was assigned corresponding researchers based on its duties.
At the same time, the Extreme Warriors were divided into numerous squads, ready to enter at any moment.
Because of the portal's size limitations, Hexi added more Teleportation Fluid and enlarged the portal, allowing a large number of troops to pass through.
However, this greatly reduced the reserves of Teleportation Fluid.
Judging by the loss incurred when recovering Teleportation Fluid, it was unsuitable for another relocation. It would be best for this portal to remain fixed here, as that would maximize its effectiveness.
Squad after squad of fully armed soldiers, carrying complete sets of technology decades or even centuries ahead of Earth, filed through the portal.
Yet their numbers were still not considered large.
After all, they were facing an entire planet.
Even an army of over a million would not be too many.
With only around ten thousand people going in, Han Fei felt deeply uneasy. But these were already the most loyal and elite troops he could select without affecting the outside world.
As for the more than twenty thousand Extreme Warriors in the military zone above.
He had no intention of deploying them for the time being.
"There hasn't been enough time to develop."
"There are too few people, especially loyal ones."
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