Super God: Myriad Worlds Drifting Bottle

After dinner, the three of them went upstairs to the karaoke bar to sing.

This was still very popular in this era, not yet replaced by places like nightclubs and bars.

However, places like bars were already starting to gain significant influence, with many curious young people and stressed middle-aged individuals enjoying them as a way to de-stress.

It's just that stress, in the end, comes in only a few types, and in these kinds of places, it's easy for other types to emerge, so things were a bit chaotic.

Han Fei never considered these places.

The fun time quickly ended.

Each person went their separate ways.

Now.

The time is the end of December 2012.

New Year's Eve is approaching.

Chapter 33: A Giant Chrysanthemum Appears in the Sky!

Today.

Is a special day.

For the first time, humanity understood the profound fear that comes from the boundless universe.

December 31, 2012.

The day before yesterday, Zhao Xin and I went out to have fun, singing and eating.

It really helped Han Fei de-stress.

Fortunately, even though the two of them had undergone a transformation, they were still somewhat pathetic in certain aspects. So, while they had the desire for certain places, they lacked the courage and didn't push Han Fei to go.

And so, they partied until the afternoon.

Han Fei told Zhao Xin and Liu Chuang to hurry back.

Zhao Xin hesitated, while Liu Chuang simply said, "No rush, there's nowhere good to go back to. It's lonely being alone. Let's stay here and ring in the New Year with Boss."

Zhao Xin looked like he agreed.

Han Fei laughed and cursed, "Get lost! I'm different this year, I don't need you guys. Go home yourselves. Lonely? Do you want me to call your mothers and see what they say about you two?"

Seeing him say this, their expressions relaxed slightly. Zhao Xin playfully put his arm around Han Fei's shoulder.

"Oh, we just saw you were alone..."

"Go away, go away, don't put your arm on my shoulder. I'm telling you, Zhao Xin, don't think I've forgotten your nickname, Chrysanthemum Xin..."

The three of them bickered and gradually parted ways.

A while later, Qi Lin sent a text message saying her parents wanted to thank him for his past help and invited him to their home for dinner.

He politely declined.

"Such a kind-hearted girl."

Han Fei knew that when they usually hung out, they had talked about things like this, and she naturally knew his situation.

Inviting him at this time was naturally out of kindness.

However, Han Fei still refused.

Aside from certain reasons.

Going over at a time like this made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Besides, he wasn't that fragile.

Why was everyone acting like this?

Han Fei shook his head speechlessly.

He walked towards the Chao Family's residence.

8 PM.

Han Fei was at home watching various galas on TV.

Aunt Li had already gone home after preparing the meal.

The entire compound, apart from the bodyguards, seemed empty.

At first glance, Han Fei looked lonely and isolated.

But in reality, he wasn't ringing in the New Year alone.

"Hahaha."

A pleasant, bell-like laugh came from beside him.

Hexi was sitting there, laughing at the programs on the gala.

She was laughing heartily.

Her beautiful curves were on full display.

She ate even less of her favorite dishes on the table.

"Eightieth for the big hammer! Fortieth for the small hammer!"

"My name is Hao Jian!"

"Isn't this me selling a crutch! Come on, stomp your feet a couple of times!"

It was obvious.

She was very happy.

Han Fei also watched the skit with her.

Enjoying this rare leisure time.

Ever since he knew this was the Super God, he had been under immense pressure for years.

He was constantly planning this and that, trading with others, worrying about persecution by major powers, guarding against various assassinations, and fretting about the future. Only now had he finally established some foundation and gained some self-preservation capabilities.

But thinking of the future wars, he couldn't help but feel some anxiety.

After all.

Warfare is a major affair of the state, a place of life and death, the way of survival or ruin, which must be carefully considered!

What's more, this was a war unprecedented in Earth's history.

Next, perhaps it would be bathing in blood and fire, the first step into the universe.

Or perhaps it would be the prelude to stepping into an abyss of eternal damnation.

All these things always made Han Fei think too much.

And perhaps do too little.

The gap between civilizations could not be bridged overnight.

He had a Golden Finger or talent, but that depended too much on luck and time. After so many years, he had only managed to obtain some disorganized things. If it weren't for the chance encounter with Hexi, a clone of hers who was indirectly controlled, which completed the foundation and provided cosmic-level intelligence in scientific research.

Otherwise, he would still just be an amateur even now.

He wouldn't have reached this level, close to an astronaut civilization, with some technologies already at the astronaut level.

This was the importance of a cosmic scientist.

They could make a civilization transform in a short period.

Don't look at how Earth reached the pre-nuclear era in only about five thousand years; that was actually quite special for Earth. For other normal civilizations, hehe.

Five thousand years, and they might still be in the feudal era, or just entering the steam age.

Nuclear weapons?

What were those?

It was that exaggerated.

Thinking of this, Han Fei inexplicably felt a bit guilty, but he quickly recovered. For the sake of survival, such methods were acceptable.

He secretly glanced at the silver-haired beauty still smiling and watching the skit.

He relaxed slightly.

What's done is done.

Feeling guilty now was purely hindsight.

Guilt was normal; it showed a conscience, but it wouldn't lead to irrational or overly emotional actions. This was called knowing what's important.

And Han Fei, after years of tempering, clearly knew what was important.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to normal, occasionally bantering with Hexi while watching the skit, livening up the atmosphere.

"Hexi, don't call me Chairman anymore in the future. It's too formal. Just call me Han Fei."

"Ah? Okay."

Hexi, who was watching the TV, didn't react much and casually agreed.

She didn't seem to care much.

This, in turn, made Han Fei feel more at ease, and he forcibly suppressed the awkwardness in his heart, focusing his attention on watching the gala.

Speaking of which.

The galas at this time were quite interesting.

At least they weren't uniformly full of positive energy.

Only.

Beside him.

The smile on Hexi's face changed slightly.

Due to the angle, he couldn't see the change on Hexi's face just now.

Naturally, he didn't see her lips purse for that moment.

"...Let us celebrate the arrival of the new year..."

Soon, the party was drawing to a close.

And the time was nearing midnight.

The new year was about to arrive.

"Wow! Han Fei, look, look."

Hexi tugged at his sleeve like a little girl, looking up at the sky.

Han Fei frowned slightly, but he didn't refuse.

Up in the sky.

Magnificent flowers suddenly bloomed.

"Breathtaking" was an understatement.

In the night sky, fireworks became the most beautiful sight of the moment.

Countless people, under these fireworks, stepped into the new year.

Everything was about to have a new beginning.

Including... civilization.

"Wh-what is that?!"