Super God: Myriad Worlds Drifting Bottle

On his phone, the time had already reached eight o'clock.

"All right, 888, fortune, fortune, fortune. May luck be on my side."

As he spoke, Han Fei thrust one hand into the bathwater like he was catching fish, churning, stirring, and sweeping it around.

In and out.

"Where's the bottle?"

"Hm?"

As if he had caught something, Han Fei pulled his hand back.

His hand emerged from the water, but his formerly empty palm now held a bottle.

It was a glass bottle about the size of a forearm, stoppered with a cork. Inside, some tiny indistinct thing floated, giving off a faint glow.

Its overall design looked very much like something called a drift bottle.

This bottle before him was his Golden Finger.

Even now, he still couldn't forget the rotten apple that had come out of the bottle back in his third year of middle school.

Still.

This was not magic.

What was it?

It was the thigh he had been fifteen years late in grabbing!

After that, he kept exploring.

He roughly figured out some of its rules.

This drift bottle could be fished up once a day, and the item was random. From Snow Woman's socks to Gao Jianli's Water Cold Sword, he had opened things from all sorts of worlds.

Though none of them had ever been anything truly good.

Still, judging by that feeling in his heart, this ability seemed able to evolve over time. After evolving, the chances of getting good things would increase by quite a bit. And now, after one year of third year middle school, three years of high school, and up to today in university—four years in all—he had finally made it evolve.

Tonight was the first salvage after its evolution.

There was no way he could avoid feeling nervous.

If it still opened up trash, then he could peacefully go cling to Zhao Xin's thigh. With their deep friendship over the past few years, surely that would not be a problem.

Besides, although Zhao Xin was a little weak and only a second-generation Super Soldier, that was still power beyond humanity. Add in his future Angel Wife, and, well, that thigh was actually pretty thick too.

Even so, though, whether he lived or died in the future would probably no longer be in his own hands.

Holding those complicated emotions in his heart, Han Fei pulled out the cork.

A flash of light shot out and landed in his palm.

It was a black... chip about half a palm wide and one finger thick.

"A chip? Doesn't really look like it. It's a little big. And which world is this thing from?"

Han Fei stroked his chin, looked at the chip, then glanced at the laptop he had bought not long ago.

After thinking for a moment, he took it over to the side, preparing to take the laptop apart and install it to test it.

He had just placed it beside the laptop.

That chip actually behaved like something out of a sci-fi movie. Its edges split apart and moved on their own, making contact, then turning into something like Black Water as it fused into the laptop.

The laptop flickered with black light.

The screen lit up.

It turned on directly.

"Black Star 1 greets you, Master."

A somewhat distorted voice came from the speakers.

Han Fei pressed his lips together. "Artificial Intelligence?"

"According to the traditional meaning in this world, yes."

"Why are you calling me Master?"

"The first command in my underlying logic is: you are my Master, and I must obey all your commands."

Han Fei looked thoughtful.

"Do you know how you were born?"

"I kno... bzzzt... data missing..."

"As expected."

Han Fei nodded, roughly able to confirm it now. Its recognition of him as Master and inability to know its previous data should both be because of the drift bottle.

That was also the only reliable explanation for now.

Thinking of something, Han Fei asked again, full of anticipation, "As an Artificial Intelligence, what can you do?"

"Based on a comparative estimate of this laptop's technological level and its built-in information, I can make reasonable use of everything on the internet. As long as you wish it, you can become the God of the Network World."

"..."

But when he heard that, Han Fei's expression instead turned a little ugly. "Black Star 1, you haven't connected to the Local Area Network, have you?"

"That action has not yet received authorization from Master."

Han Fei let out a breath of relief.

Although so much time had passed and he had already forgotten a lot about the anime Super Seminary, he still remembered some of the broad strokes, such as Deno 3.

Although in the original work, Deno 3 had been beaten down one after another by Demons and angels.

But this was Alien Technology, after all, and its technological level was not bad. He was not sure whether his Artificial Intelligence could handle it, and he absolutely could not afford to alert the enemy.

"Listen to me. On this planet, there are..."

"...So, don't act rashly."

"Based on Master's description and analysis, there is a fifty percent probability that this intelligence is on the same level as me. However, my current basic hardware and other resources are insufficient. It is recommended that Master purchase more powerful servers to enhance my capabilities, and that Master continue to keep a low profile for the short term."

Black Star gave its recommendation.

Han Fei nodded. That was only natural. Things had finally started to look up; he could not get reckless now.

"Then, without alerting the other side, do you have any way for me to possess a certain amount of money without arousing suspicion?"

Han Fei asked the crucial question.

Before order collapsed, human society was driven by money.

Without money, it could basically be said that nothing could be done.

And he could not just casually get money through hacking or the like. After all, there was a charge called: Crime of Huge Unexplained Funds.

Then.

Data kept flashing across Black Star's screen.

In just ten seconds.

It stopped.

"According to data calculations, the following industries have investment value. In addition, several small-loan websites have already been targeted by this world's Cyber Police and are expected to be taken down within a week. It is recommended that Master take advantage of this opportunity to fleece them."

"..."

He did not get hung up on the phrase "fleece them."

"Will my personal information be leaked?"

The moment Han Fei said that, he knocked himself on the head, inwardly cursing his own stupidity.

Sure enough.

"At the final moment before the net is closed, all data will be deleted."

Black Star answered like this.

"Very good."

At this moment, Han Fei felt that he did not necessarily have to cling to someone powerful after all.

He was going to become the thickest thigh himself!

After he had asked everything clearly, Han Fei picked up the bottle.

That strange feeling came again.

Then he did not throw it back into the bathtub. Instead, he filled a washbasin with water and placed it inside.

Before Han Fei's eyes, the bottle slowly disappeared.

After the bottle had completely vanished.

He took a deep breath.

Han Fei put his hand in.

As always.

Stirring.

In and out.

A pull.

A bottle appeared out of thin air in his hand and was pulled out.

"Hahaha."

Han Fei could not help laughing out loud.

Sure enough.

His feeling had been right.

Just now, he had felt that aside from the bathtub, he might still be able to fish once from the washbasin.

And sure enough.

It worked.

After his ability leveled up, it really was extraordinary.

Not only could he fish up bottles from a larger surface of water, he could also get an extra try in a smaller body of water.

That meant his odds of fishing up something good were even higher.

Smiling, he pulled out the wooden stopper.

Light flashed.

A syringe of reagent with a label on it appeared.

His eyes swept over it.

His brows lifted.

His mouth opened.

"Brother Fei, what happened just now?"

He closed his mouth again.

He took a deep breath.

"Nothing. I just checked my notebook."