Bang!
He put strength into his arm and smashed a metal plate with a single punch.
"Eight Extremes Heaven, Basic Form, Body Tempering."
"That counted as complete."
About eight months ago, Han Fei had fished a book out of his bathtub.
A book called Eight Extremes Heaven.
Han Fei recognized it. It was the supreme martial art from the Chinese animated series Star Journey.
Its power was limitless.
Unfortunately,
it was also incomplete.
Only part of it remained.
The most complete section was the Basic Form, Body Tempering.
Just as its name suggested.
It mainly honed and tempered the body, strengthening every aspect of its abilities.
Because the worlds were different, the necessary conditions, medicinal herbs, and so on also had to be altered.
Thus, Han Fei had only truly cultivated for half a year.
Even so,
he dared say that, excluding Super Gene carriers and aliens, he was now at the peak of humanity!
The pure kind!
Ring, ring, ring.
At that moment, the phone on the table rang.
"Mr. Li? Sure, sure, of course we can talk. You pick the time, I'll choose the location. Just..."
Han Fei replied in an experienced tone.
Click.
He hung up.
"They probably haven't fully grasped the Laser Technology I provided last time. So why the rush... Have the Deno people become suspicious of me?"
"Heh, Deno. You may be suspicious of me, but it's just as hard for me to figure out your true intentions."
Although Deno had integrated into Earth at Principal Space's request, and Earth had developed so quickly partly due to Deno's subtle interference, Han Fei was an extremely suspicious person.
He would never believe that people from a once-glorious civilization would so easily abandon the revival of their civilization. Therefore, he had always harbored doubts.
Han Fei returned to his seat, resting his chin on both hands as he thought carefully.
About half a year ago, after establishing a rudimentary laboratory, he had provided some technologies—the Neural Fork Interactive Control System, New Titanium Alloy, and so on. They were technologies beyond the current era, yet still theoretically achievable.
Naturally, the way he had provided them had been carefully considered. Otherwise...
Thanks to Han Fei's advance arrangements, he had not suffered any losses and had gained certain benefits.
That prevented a situation like certain archaeology industries, where people got three hundred yuan and...
Han Fei's identity had gained another layer of protection.
As for Deno,
Han Fei had been waiting for them to come find him on their own.
Now, they could no longer hold back.
They had stepped forward.
First Meeting with Deno and the Letter Fished Out
The next day.
At a restaurant under the Black Star Group.
"Hello, Mr. Han. We meet again."
"Hello, Mr. Li..."
Han Fei wore a broad smile as he exchanged nothing but polite pleasantries.
"As for this matter, I'm actually not the one who..."
Following his introduction,
a middle-aged man walked over from nearby.
The man had sharp, rugged features and a faint air of authority between his brows. One look was enough to tell that he was the sort of person who rarely smiled and had long held a high position.
"I am Dukao. It is a pleasure to meet you, young man."
Han Fei's brow twitched.
"I am also pleased to meet you, Mr. Dukao."
Mr. Li silently left their side.
Here,
the two stared at each other.
Wide-eyed and silent.
Neither spoke.
The atmosphere became slightly stifled.
Han Fei looked at him expressionlessly, muttering to himself.
The other side had been the first to lose patience and come meet him, so what was this supposed to mean now? He sure knew how to put on a show.
Dukao, meanwhile, kept listening to the voice coming through the miniature earpiece in his ear.
"General, Deno Three's intrusion has reached a stalemate. Given Earth's current development, even with our rationalized intervention, it should not possess technology of this level. I still stand by my view: there may be another civilization behind this man called Han Fei."
The voice in the earpiece belonged to a mature woman with a faint trace of huskiness.
Dukao remained silent and gave no reply, simply watching Han Fei.
After a long while.
"I think we need to have an honest talk."
Han Fei blinked. Calm and unhurried, he raised his coffee and took a sip.
"I don't understand."
"Black Star, Artificial Intelligence, Laser Weapons, partial mech manufacturing technology. Do you think these are things a pre-nuclear civilization should possess? Or things that an ordinary person could possess when even an entire country does not? And this ordinary person rose to prominence in just three short years."
"I don't think you're ordinary, am I right? Who is behind you? Which civilization?!"
Dukao braced himself slightly against the table, his eyes boring straight into Han Fei.
He seemed highly oppressive.
He had struck first.
If Han Fei had been an ordinary young man, especially one with something to hide, he would likely have panicked already.
Unfortunately, Han Fei was not normal.
He had seen similar tactics countless times over the past few years.
As for the things Dukao had mentioned,
he had anticipated them long ago.
Since he had done it, he naturally had corresponding countermeasures.
Han Fei was not surprised by the many technologies Dukao had listed either. Some of the things he had handed over were originally parts of those technologies. Their technological level was not low, so they could completely reverse-engineer them and determine what those scattered technologies belonged to.
They could even use that to infer the civilization behind Han Fei.
Deno had that confidence, even if it was a crippled Deno.
But unfortunately,
it was useless.
Because there was no civilization behind Han Fei.
If he absolutely had to name one, then the myriad heavens and worlds were behind him.
Therefore,
"Haha."
Han Fei laughed.
"Mr. Dukao, since you've put it that way, I won't keep pretending either."
Dukao's gaze was indifferent, and his expression did not change in the slightest.
Han Fei leaned back, stretching his legs slightly forward in a manner that seemed somewhat uninhibited. "First, I'm an Earthling. Second, these technologies are merely an inheritance I obtained. Don't ask what kind of inheritance it was. Third, I only want to develop peacefully and live my life. Fourth, a civilization? Aren't you the alien here? Deno's war maniac, Dukao?"
"Can you tell me your purpose?"
Han Fei asked that question as though he had no ulterior motives at all.
Dukao's expression did not change much, but the brief twitch of his eyelids had already betrayed him.
There was no other reason.
Han Fei knew a little too much.
Their Deno had only arrived on Earth a little over a thousand years ago, and they had come secretly under Principal Space's arrangements. No civilization in the universe should have known about it.
So how did this kid know?
Dukao's mind spun wildly at that moment.
At the same time, that restless urge to make a move surfaced once more.
But moments later, he suppressed it again.
At the very least, the other party had not done anything detrimental to Earth's civilization so far. On the contrary, he had been quite beneficial.
And honestly, Dukao was somewhat wary.
He could only believe half of what that kid had said!
For example, the part about being an Earthling.
As for the rest?
Heh.
The main issue was that Dukao was not confident.
Therefore, he should not act rashly.
Still, there were some areas where he could not be allowed to develop too much. He had to be restricted!
That thought flashed through Dukao's mind.
"It seems we have a basis for cooperation. Here, take a look. If you have any conditions, you can raise them."
A faint smile appeared on Dukao's face as he pushed over a document.
It seemed he had prepared for this long ago.
Han Fei also revealed an amicable smile. He straightened his posture and accepted the document with a serious expression.
"Haha, easy enough."
The atmosphere was rather harmonious now, completely unlike the earlier chilliness.
Next, the two entered into a series of arguments and discussions regarding cooperation.
"...I can compromise on the shares, but what about the research results? You Deno may not value them, but I do."