Entering the Bridgehead

A few days later, Peng Dahai called Zhang Hao.

Mi Feng had instructed the company to purchase the two bankrupt factories that Zhang Hao was acquiring, offering a high price directly. After all, Mi Feng wasn't human and made slight miscalculations in understanding people's hearts. In reality, it wouldn't have required spending so much money, but G was rich and capricious. To acquire the factories quickly, G offered a very high price, which attracted the attention of interested parties.

Lei Tong, a man from Ning City, forty-one years old. In his youth, he had served as a company commander in the military, but was forced to retire after an incident involving a missing firearm. Returning to Ning City, he gathered a group of people and specialized in reselling businesses, such as reselling sand, gravel, and coal and steel. It wasn't exactly operating in the legal sphere, but it also wasn't entirely illegal; accurately speaking, it was walking the gray line.

He had been the original supplier of steel for the machinery factory, and there were many shady dealings involved. After the machinery factory went bankrupt, he tried to continue cooperating with Wuliang Machinery Factory, the new machinery factory, but he couldn't even find anyone to contact. Therefore, he sent people to keep an eye on the machinery factory and discovered a secret.

That was that the machinery factory only had trucks coming in, but none going out. And this machinery factory was registered under Qiao Toubao Company. Out of curiosity, Lei Tong began inquiring about Qiao Toubao Company, which also attracted the attention of others.

Peng Dahai was in the real estate business and had business dealings with Lei Tong, so Lei Tong naturally sought him out to inquire about Qiao Toubao Company. Peng Dahai, being a shrewd person, immediately took notice. Unexpectedly, a drink at a party made him a little excited and he revealed some information, which resulted in him being controlled by Zhang Hao.

Mi Feng gave Zhang Hao three words.

Control him!

Regardless of what Lei Tong wanted to do, control him first.

Nanomachines were simply heaven-defying. Fortunately, Mi Feng had no interest in the current world; G was only using the resources of this world to create what G needed, nothing else mattered.

In recent days, Zhang Hao had been frequently meeting people, eating and drinking, including Lei Tong.

With just a handshake and a brief conversation, Lei Tong would never ask about the company or the factory again.

All hidden dangers were nipped in the bud. Any covetousness towards Qiao Toubao Company was controlled at the first opportunity.

Nanomachines were so useful that Zhang Hao hoped Mi Feng would give him more.

According to Mi Feng, these nanomachines were remnants from the past. Because the materials of the nanomachines were very special, once the inventory was used up, it would be difficult to obtain more. And the use of these nanomachines was very important; it was already difficult enough to take out so many.

Soon, eleven days passed, and Zhang Hao entered the basement of the villa.

This time, he went directly to the seventeenth underground floor, then down the stairs, reaching a very small platform. There was even an underground passage, and what was even more dumbfounding was that there was a fully enclosed vehicle.

Zhang Hao said in disbelief, "Where is this going?"

"From here, you can reach the belly of Yuan Mountain!"

"That's where I exist!"

The two sentences shocked Zhang Hao into silence.

"Get in the car!"

It was a barrel-shaped vehicle with two seats, one in front and one in back. Zhang Hao could only squeeze in and sit down, the space was extremely narrow, and he had to curl up. As soon as he sat down, the door slid shut, and nothing could be seen inside the car.

Yuan Mountain Villa was located not far from the foot of Yuan Mountain, really close to Yuan Mountain. After about three minutes, the barrel car stopped.

The door slid open, revealing another small platform.

Climbing out of the barrel car, Zhang Hao complained, "Couldn't you make it bigger?"

"No!"

Next to it was an elevator, which was convenient. Zhang Hao knew that he had penetrated deep underground.

The elevator only had three floors, the platform being the first floor. This wasn't something Zhang Hao could control; the great Mi Feng controlled it. When Zhang Hao walked out, it was still a passage, about two meters high and one and a half meters wide. With Zhang Hao's height of one meter eighty, this passage still made him feel cramped, but fortunately the lights were bright, so it didn't cause claustrophobia.

Then, he saw a golden wall, blocking the way forward.

Zhang Hao looked at the golden wall in surprise. Illuminated by the white lights, it shimmered with golden light. The surrounding walls were silver-white, but the wall blocking the way looked like it was made of gold.

"Don't doubt it, it's made of gold!"

Mi Feng's words startled Zhang Hao, "How much gold is this?"

"Not much! Only ten kilograms!"

Zhang Hao shook his head repeatedly. Gold was measured in grams, but Mi Feng measured gold in kilograms. What a tycoon!

"I can't get through!"

"You're really strange, reach out and push it! If you don't even touch it, how can you get in? Idiot!"

Zhang Hao was speechless from the scolding. He was being too cautious. He reached out and pushed it, feeling a cold chill. When Zhang Hao's palm touched the golden surface of the wall, a faint blue light appeared in an instant.

"Pick up the small box at the entrance!"

Zhang Hao was obedient and picked up a very small box from a groove at the entrance.

"Go in!"

Zhang Hao subconsciously took a step, and at that moment, he suddenly felt his body empty, and he passed through the wall.

Looking back, he saw a door with a blue glow, with no trace of the golden wall. Zhang Hao said in surprise, "Great God... I, how did I get here? It's too magical!"

"Don't make a fuss! It's just the most primitive short-range teleportation light gate!"

Zhang Hao exclaimed, "Short-range teleportation..." He thought to himself, this was definitely black technology!

"How far is this short-range?"

"Accurately speaking, it has nothing to do with distance, don't ask, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Zhang Hao widened his eyes, realizing he was underground. He said, "Where am I now? Underground? Or above ground?"

"What's so strange about that! You're so ignorant!"

"What is this place?" Alright, he'd ask something simple.

Bridgehead!

In terms you can understand, it's a space-time bridgehead! Or, you could call it a space-time beacon, something not in the same dimension as Blue Star... but never mind, you probably wouldn't understand!

Zhang Hao actually understood, but he couldn't grasp the true meaning. Of course, he didn't intend to truly understand it; as long as it worked, that was enough. But there was one thing he had to understand, or he wouldn't be at ease.

"What did you bring me here for?"

He placed the box he was holding on the ground.

Zhang Hao placed the small box in his hand on the ground, and then watched as the small box sank into the ground and quickly disappeared.

Then he curiously looked around. The space displayed by this so-called bridgehead was purely hexagonal, with a huge area, estimated to be thousands of square meters.

Each of the six corners had a door radiating blue light. Six corners, six doors, but only the door he came in through was a bit different, its blue light bright and dazzling, while the other five doors seemed relatively dim.

The walls of the entire huge space were white, also emitting a faint white light. Everything here could be seen clearly. Zhang Hao asked curiously, "There's nothing here."

What do you want? What do you even know?

Zhang Hao was left speechless. He really didn't understand. He didn't even have a concept of what a bridgehead was.

After a while, Zhang Hao said, "That's because I don't understand..." He strangely felt that Mi Feng seemed a little excited.

Mi Feng always spoke like this, not to argue with people, but to say whatever was on N's mind without any reservations. It sounded like N was arguing, but to N, it was just stating the truth.