Super God: Myriad Worlds Drifting Bottle

"Erm, I was just saying, is it really necessary?"

Han Fei waved his hand dismissively and got out of bed, stretching his now energetic body.

"Oh, it's snowing?"

Han Fei walked to the window and suddenly noticed snowflakes drifting outside.

He opened the window, feeling the biting cold wind.

"Unknowingly, another year has passed."

In 2013, the Taotie descended.

Now, it's 2011. After the new year, it will be 2012.

It's getting closer.

Speaking of which, there used to be talk of the Mayan Prophecy, that 2012 would be the end of the world. Turns out, this isn't 2012, but 2013 is the end, though I don't know if there's a prophecy like that in this life.

Looking at the dangerous-looking sky, Han Fei muttered to himself.

"When soldiers come, block them. When water comes, cover it with earth."

Chapter 18: Testing the Armor and Crossing the Year

Several days later.

Training Base.

Bang bang!

A streak of blue flashed through the air.

Several large rocks on the ground shattered and split apart.

His hands moved non-stop. A gorgeously shaped sword appeared in his right hand, and a huge blue-green sticker appeared, floating above the ground, with a large character "Stab" written on it.

"Piercing Wind Stab!"

!!!

The speed was incredibly fast.

A blur of afterimages streaked past.

An entire rock garden exploded and was blown away.

Han Fei, however, appeared on the other side of the rock garden, his armor completely unharmed.

"The Wind Eagle Armor's attack power isn't bad, and its speed is its strong suit. The only thing lacking should be its defense. However, even so, ordinary firearms are no longer effective against me now."

Han Fei glanced at the machine gun and RPG placed not far away, as well as the dark ruins elsewhere.

"This is just the effect after putting on the armor. I'm still too weak myself. I don't know if I'm as strong as the first generation, but at the very least, my body's recovery ability is definitely lacking."

"The technology from the Super God world put too much emphasis on defense and recovery."

He couldn't quite remember the specific settings.

He only remembered that when Qi Lin awakened, her chest was pierced by the Taotie, but she recovered in just three days, without a scar!

Such an injury.

If it were him, he would have died long ago.

And this was just the first generation.

He shook his head. Fortunately, there was still time, and next September, his abilities would evolve again. He had a premonition that his abilities would undergo a significant change.

With such ample time, his margin for error was still quite large.

No need to worry too much.

He dispelled the transformation.

Han Fei sat on a chair brought by his entourage and took a sip of water. "Black Star, are the data out yet?"

"Data analysis has been sent."

"Through testing, it was found that this armor is a speed-type armor, not suitable for prolonged battles or assaults, but suitable for assassination-type combat."

"Current weaknesses: Defense is the most obvious weakness. It is estimated that anti-materiel sniper rifles have a chance to cause minor injuries, and unconventional methods such as precise missile strikes and large-scale artillery barrages still pose a fatal threat to you."

"According to the owner's previous description, it is estimated that your current attack power is roughly at the level of a bottom-tier or ordinary second-generation super-soldier, and your defense is equivalent to an ordinary first-generation."

"This data lacks actual templates and is not accurate, for reference only."

Han Fei nodded. This data evaluation was similar to his own conjecture.

The Wind Eagle Armor was never known for its defense, but for its speed.

It was not strange to have this evaluation.

However, when he further develops and strengthens the compatibility, reaches his peak state, and can emit energy waves, slash out giant sword energy, unleash the Piercing Wind Stab Light, and summon the Light and Shadow Steed, he wouldn't get this evaluation.

The abilities just now were the names and descriptions that flashed through his mind after fusing with the Wind Eagle Armor.

This indicated that the Wind Eagle Armor still had great potential.

Han Fei nodded inwardly.

He then asked again.

"Black Star, based on the calculations, do you think this armor can be replicated?"

"..."

"The armor's material is unknown, and energy analysis is difficult. Even with Earth's current technology, combined with the new materials and technologies the master provided, the replicated armor would not be practical."

"What if it could be powered by the Wood Light-Shadow Stone?"

"..."

"According to preliminary calculations, it has a certain degree of feasibility, but the replicated armor would still be inferior, not even qualifying as a first-generation warrior. It could only briefly withstand ordinary firearms, barely counting as a semi-super soldier, and the cost would inevitably be high. It's not worth it, and I strongly advise against this kind of money-wasting endeavor."

"You only mentioned defense, what about offense?"

"...Unable to calculate. The basic hardware still cannot unleash Black Star's performance. Requesting a more powerful update."

"I don't have that capability now, just wait."

Han Fei said irritably.

"Alright, so basically, mass production of the armor is not feasible for now. We'll have to wait for another opportunity."

Han Fei stretched his limbs, picked up his coat, and headed out.

"Forget it, I won't think about these things. I'll go home first. These past few days have been so busy."

Time slowly passed.

The New Year arrived.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky.

Splendid colors dotted the sky with beauty.

Bringing a touch of lively atmosphere to the cold winter.

Televisions across all channels were broadcasting galas, singing, talent shows, variety shows, historical culture, celebrities, and the best skits, etc.

This was the entertainment culture developed by humans.

Extremely prosperous.

However.

On this New Year's Eve.

Han Fei was alone in his large house, watching television.

Watching the joy on the screen.

He felt completely detached.

His heart remained unmoved.

He wasn't an orphan in this life, but his parents in this life were truly worse than none.

After he started middle school, they went their separate ways, and he became independent.

Until now.

"I'm being so sentimental. I got through it like this before, too. I wonder what feast Aunt Wu made today. Hmm, I'm looking forward to it a little."

Stretching, Han Fei chuckled self-deprecatingly and picked up his hot cola.

Just then.

"Yo! Little Fei! Brother Xin is back!"

An annoying voice came from the entryway, and a familiar figure appeared.

Still with that arrogant demeanor, he winked at Han Fei when he saw him turn his head.

"Gulp."

Swallowing the cola he almost spat out, Han Fei looked at Zhao Xin, somewhat surprised.

"Didn't you go back to your hometown?"

"Haha, Little Fei, how could I leave you alone?" Zhao Xin laughed heartily, changed his shoes, and walked in.

He suddenly turned his head, "Come in, why are you standing outside?"

Han Fei looked over.

A burly fellow was hiding by the door, scratching his head and looking at him sheepishly.

It was Liu Chuang.

"I was waiting for you to go in first, since you're my superior."

Liu Chuang mumbled a few words and followed them in.

"Why are you two here instead of going home?"

"Hey, Brother Xin has always been righteous, how could he leave you alone? Anyway, my parents aren't going to miss me, they're probably happy I'm not disturbing their romantic getaway. As for Chuangzi, his home is like yours, so the three of us can just get together and get through today."

"Alright, I'll have Aunt Wu make some extra, and bring out some wine. We'll have a few drinks tonight."

"Oh, right, Little Xin, it's been a while since I gave you a good scolding. You've gotten bold, calling me Little Fei Zi. Your guts have grown!" Han Fei said with a menacing grin.

"Holy crap! No! Chuang Zi, quick, stop him!"

"..."

The three of them playfully tussled, getting into a tangle.

The large house became livelier.

Soon.

Aunt Wu served the dishes.

All made with Longevity Cookware.

Dishes like Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Dragon and Phoenix Present Auspiciousness, Husband and Wife Lung Slices, Drooling Chicken, Cold Fragrance Pills, Ants Climbing a Tree, Dragon, Tiger, and Leopard...

Everything was there.

"Come, everyone, let's toast."

In such a lively atmosphere, time passed quickly.

Chapter Nineteen: Holy Crap! A Talisman!

Although he didn't drink often, Han Fei's physical condition was incredibly strong. He downed three bottles by himself without any dizziness, as if he were drinking water.

Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang, however, weren't quite so fortunate.