Super God: Myriad Worlds Drifting Bottle

Familiar bottle.

Opened the stopper.

A broken sword.

Looking at the craftsmanship, it seemed to be an ancient artifact. He inspected it carefully, but found nothing unusual.

"Heh, I've got myself an antique from another world."

He casually tossed it aside, deciding to put it away after a specialized examination, just like those other items that were also salvaged but whose purpose was unclear.

No one knew if there might be dangerous things overlooked inside, or things he couldn't identify himself. Therefore, anything salvaged, whether it was a rotten apple or a false tooth, Han Fei kept it all.

It was in that exclusive, secret laboratory.

Shaking his head speechlessly, Han Fei shifted his attention to the bathtub next to him.

The bathtub had a higher probability than the washbasin. Don't ask him how he knew.

If you ask, it's because he calculated it based on sheer numbers!

Thousands upon thousands of items piled up.

"Hoo hoo."

He rubbed his hands together.

He reached deep inside.

He shook it gently.

His fingers felt a slight chill. He grabbed and lifted.

It was that familiar bottle again. No matter if it got lost or broken, this bottle would always reappear on time the next time he fished, which was quite miraculous.

He pulled out the wooden stopper.

Looking at the item in his palm, his expression fell.

A cigarette?

What use do I have for this cigarette?

Speechlessly, he put away the two items, preparing to discard them in their proper places later.

He clapped his hands, declaring the day's drift bottle salvage complete.

Time passed in an orderly fashion.

Several months later.

A chaotic region on Earth.

"Head Dog, Head Dog, report your position."

"Head Dog received. Current coordinates xxxxxx. Enemy base discovered. Requesting support."

"Flash Telecom received, Flash Telecom received. Our team will provide support from the flank. You team engage first. Wait until I reach the designated position before making your move."

"Over."

"Over."

Desolate Gobi Desert.

Sand blew across their faces, and the scorching sun blazed in the sky.

In a place like this.

A team of warriors clad in yellow battle armor, exuding an aura of deadly intent, appeared. They crept stealthily behind a small hillock, silently observing the base not far away.

"Ptooey, ptooey."

The burly man leading the group spat out the dirt in his mouth, lowering his voice. "Brothers, get ready."

"Yes."*6

Soon.

The watch on the man's wrist began to flash.

"Go!"

Whoosh!

The seven men stood up in unison, advancing in a crouch. Once they reached a certain position.

"Charge!"

Their speed was incredibly fast, and their combat skills were extraordinary.

Da da da!!!

On the Gobi Desert, filled with blowing sand, crimson flowers bloomed.

Accompanied by the thunderous roar of intense explosions.

There was nothing romantic about it, only bloodshed and the most primal violence.

"Flash Telecom is here!"

"Whoa, where did this giant rat come from?"

Bang bang bang!

Rumble!!

"Holy crap! It's about to collapse, Head Dog, let's go!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

A group of people frantically pulled out motorcycles from behind a small dirt mound. They each got on one and sped away in a flash.

Only the base behind them, from which no one had escaped, remained.

Leaving a long trail of gray dust on the Gobi Desert.

"Chuangzi! How many did you take down?!"

"Zhao Xin! Definitely more than you!"

"Heh, alright, I'll buy you a drink when we get back."

"Haha, you got it!"

The voices gradually faded over the Gobi Desert.

Black Star Building.

"I believe the military's training personnel are sufficient now, so I won't need to go there anymore."

"How is our overseas business doing now?"

"In places like Neon and Stick, we've successfully entered the market by leveraging our anime culture. We expect this to bring in a five-percent profit. However, operations in the Graveyard of Empires and other major countries are still not going smoothly."

"It's fine. As for the Graveyard of Empires, haven't we already sent the Extreme Warriors there? I feel like in a short while, we'll be able to carve out a territory. It'll be a good place to establish a more solid foundation."

"As for the other major countries, we'll ignore them for now."

"Yes, the orders have been issued."

Chapter Twenty-Five: Extreme Warriors and Foundation: Dawn Alliance

"How are Liu Chuang and Zhao Xin settling in at the Graveyard region?"

Han Fei leaned back in his office chair, sipping black tea and gazing at the boundless cityscape below the Tongtian Building.

The Black Star's data stream was displayed on the computer screen.

"As captains, they've adapted very quickly. They've already completed several destruction missions. Apart from a minor incident on the first one, everything else has gone very well."

"Mm, how many Extreme Warriors do we have currently?"

"There are three hundred official members, which meets the requirements. There are eight hundred reserve members currently in training, and an additional two thousand seven hundred and three volunteers undergoing medical examinations."

"Our current equipment production has plenty of spare capacity and can maintain normal supply."

Extreme Warriors.

Han Fei's grand undertaking.

A Gene Potion developed in '11.

It had been continuously produced and applied in practice during this time.

Of course, considering the environment, Han Fei placed the warriors and the potion production base in a secret location along the border, which could easily cause disputes between two small countries.

Extreme Warriors require assessment.

Each warrior was found by company personnel under Black Star's guidance, identifying suitable individuals.

They were then assembled, educated ideologically and in combat skills, and practiced the Eight Extremes Heaven-style body-forging techniques. Only after passing the assessment would they be injected with the potion to enhance their bodies, reaching their individual peak potential.

And the warriors' weapons were no simple matter.

They were the result of Han Fei's advanced research over the years.

This included his own achievements: Small Energy Shields, Laser Guns, Sonic Jammers, New Titanium Alloy Battle Armor, New Titanium Alloy Sabers, Nitrogen Acceleration Combat Boots, along with various grenades and other standard equipment.

There were also cooperative projects with Dukao.

Specialized foods that could replenish energy in large quantities, a type of high-explosive bomb, and some injections to accelerate physical recovery, among other things.

Most of these were logistical support.

It could be said that a seven-person squad of Extreme Warriors had a high probability of wiping out an entire battalion, hundreds of people.

In the pre-nuclear era, such individual combat capability was top-tier.

"If the replica Gene Potions could reach the level of the original, breaking through human limits, then wiping out a regiment or even higher would be possible. A pity."

Han Fei shook his head with regret.

He hadn't managed to develop anything similar to the Gene Potion since then, which was a constant source of regret for him.

Due to training time constraints.

These warriors had only completed their training in the past month and officially began undertaking missions.

Han Fei had hard-kicked Liu Chuang and Zhao Xin over himself.

Although the two hadn't activated their genes or injected the Blood Orchid Potion, perhaps due to their genetic makeup, they made rapid progress in their Eight Extremes Heaven training, no weaker than those Extreme Warriors.

Coupled with powerful technological weapons and equipment, as well as the life-saving measures Han Fei had specifically prepared for them.

They could be considered safe and without worry.

Under these conditions, after training at the base, the two had each become a squad leader.

Leading six people.

Having already completed some missions.

Their personalities had also profoundly changed.

He believed that after they awakened their genes in the future, they wouldn't panic too much. Because they had already become warriors beforehand, saving them adaptation time, and he expected them to perform more like warriors.

Moreover, with the commotion he had caused using these technologies beyond the visible spectrum, someone was bound to...

Regarding the actions of those factions.

Han Fei had basically guessed them all.

But it wasn't important.

He had already made corresponding preparations.

For example, some potions that could slightly increase lifespan (byproducts of the Blood Orchid Potion), potions to treat some incurable diseases, or large sums of money and votes, dirt on political opponents...

Therefore, he didn't care at all.

His opponents had always been aliens!