Chapter 133

After a brief hesitation, Han Fei decided to explain to her.

Who knows, maybe we can even use Little Special Forces to carry out raids in the future!

However, Han Fei really had no idea how to explain it.

So Han Fei simply and directly said, "After becoming my partner, you will be able to obtain some permissions from me, similar to the central control system of your Babel."

"However, it's a bit more powerful than that thing."

Upon hearing this, Theresa's eyes flashed with surprise, for she had witnessed firsthand just how powerful the ship's central control system was.

But Han Fei actually claimed that his system was even more powerful than PRT?

This made Theresa instinctively disbelieve it.

But upon further reflection, Theresa dismissed her doubts.

The last pure-blooded human was Doctor, and that experience brought her quite a shock.

And isn't it normal for this man, who claims to be a pure-blooded human, to possess abilities comparable to the Doctor's?

After all, he is human.

Han Fei noticed the change in Theresa's eyes and continued, "Once I gain access, my partners will be able to carry out missions in Terra."

"Do you remember what I told you before? Engage, search, and once you've taken control, retreat."

"This is not just empty talk; it's our daily practice."

"Fight different enemies, search different containers, and then retreat home."

"The most important thing is this search."

Han Fei thought for a moment, then extended his hand in invitation, "Your Highness, please come with me."

Theresa did not hesitate and followed Han Fei.

Han Fei walked straight to the sofa, where there was a briefcase. He said, "Your Highness, please open this briefcase, check what's inside, but don't tell me, then close it, okay?"

After saying that, Han Fei turned his back.

"Good."

Theresa responded and opened her suitcase.

There wasn't anything important in the suitcase, just some documents and a change of clothes.

"I've confirmed it."

Theresa closed the suitcase.

"My turn next."

Han Fei reached out and touched it, and the briefcase opened automatically.

In his search interface, there was only one vertical two-compartment box in the suitcase.

I thought it was some kind of intelligence document, but it turned out to be just that worthless 2-slot blue item.

As a result, after he finished turning around, a bottle of red champagne came into his view.

"Wow! The drop rate is pretty good this time."

Han Fei casually took it out, and the champagne inspection animation appeared.

"This, this is what you took out of there?"

Theresa was surprised; she was quite certain there hadn't been any champagne in there.

"Yes."

Han Fei nodded slightly, casually put away the champagne, and tossed out two worthless items.

Is this some kind of creation technique?

Theresa looked at Han Fei with sparkling eyes, becoming even more convinced of his human identity.

At this moment, Tracy felt a strong curiosity about the pre-civilization she had never seen before.

Although this civilization has disappeared into the annals of history.

However, what it left behind is truly awe-inspiring.

Even setting aside those grand plans, the two humans who appeared before her were enough to shock Theresa.

Needless to say, the Doctor, the "Ghost of Babel," single-handedly led Babel to turn the tide of battle with his superb command skills.

The man in front of them was equally adept at creating things out of thin air.

Most importantly, this is not Originium Arts.

Theresa is the Demon Lord of Kazdel, and she is among the top-tier beings in the entire Terra.

If Han Fei used Originium Arts in front of her, he couldn't hide it from her eyes at all.

Theresa was certain that Han Fei hadn't used Originium Arts; he had simply touched the box and conjured up a bottle of champagne that looked incredibly valuable.

I guess so.

Han Fei nodded slightly. "And my partners, after gaining access, will also have the corresponding means."

"Very impressive."

Theresa sincerely praised, "Is this what humans are like? Every time I meet them, I am deeply moved."

"I can't compare to that person."

Han Fei shrugged. "The Doctor is far more capable than me."

Lemuen hadn't said a word until now; she was quite obedient, even though she was a bit thick-skinned, she knew when to speak and when to keep quiet.

Hearing her boss say that, she couldn't help but exclaim, "No, my boss is the best!"

Theresa glanced with interest at Lemuen, who was standing up for Han Fei, and then chuckled, "You're too modest. In my opinion, you and the Doctor are both very capable people."

"It's just that you specialize in different areas."

Everyone has vanity, and Han Fei is no exception. When Lemuen and Theresa praised him so much, he couldn't help but smile.

Immediately, Han Fei pressed his advantage, saying, "So, Your Highness Theresa, would you like to come and experience a different kind of life?"

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Upon hearing this, Lemuen immediately chimed in excitedly, "Exactly! Following our boss means there are exciting and new adventures every day, it's so much fun!"

She waved her little fist, her face radiating pure energy.

Looking at Han Fei's solemn expression and Lemuen beside him, Theresa's lips curled into a faint yet complex smile. Her voice was soft yet insightful. "So, are other company bosses trying to poach me, the boss of the Babel?"

"Is it not allowed?"

Han Fei blinked, his gaze intense, his words carrying an almost prophetic certainty, "Together with me, as pure witnesses, witnessing Rhodes Island's rebirth from the ashes of the Babel —isn't that something worth looking forward to?"

Rhodes Island...

Theresa murmured the name, her eyes, brimming with unspoken thoughts, fixed on Han Fei. "In the future you witness, where will the Babel... no, Rhodes Island ultimately end up?"

"It will reach the destination you desire."

Han Fei's voice was deep and firm, each word crystal clear. "A future free from the shadow of Oripathy."

Theresa was silent for a moment, her long eyelashes drooping slightly. When she looked up again, her eyes held a hint of searching and vulnerability. "So, will there still be a place for me in such a future?"

"Of course!" Han Fei nodded without hesitation, his tone resolute. "You are Theresa. How could you not have a place in such a future?"

Theresa's tense shoulders seemed to relax slightly. She nodded gently, her voice carrying a hint of relief and barely perceptible regret. "It's just a little regrettable. But, I really can't stay in the Babel any longer."

She paused, her gaze becoming distant and heavy. "My existence is no longer a cure for the Babel, but... a deadly poison. As long as I live, the Babel will never have peace."

At this point, she abruptly turned her gaze back, her eyes piercing Han Fei like sharp swords, her expression more solemn than ever before:

"But Han Fei, have you considered this? If you recruit me, then Theresis's gaze will be fixed on you and everything about you! The conflicts and infighting that once took place in the Babel may very well be repeated around you."

For a fleeting moment, Han Fei almost instinctively raised his cynical smile, expressing his utter disdain for the threat with the most flippant attitude.

--With his "Special Operations Center" so inaccessible even to itself, why would he be afraid of Theresis coming knocking on his door?

What, Shroud Reapers or hunting dogs? They're following us like shadows too?

However, he only briefly considered the idea before forcibly suppressing it.

Faced with this demon king burdened by a heavy past, faced with her candor in revealing her wounds, what is needed now is not frivolous jokes.

He suppressed all his wandering thoughts, his expression becoming calm and reliable. Meeting Theresa's scrutinizing gaze, his voice clear and firm. "Your Highness, please rest assured. Once you return to headquarters with me, you will understand that all your worries will vanish and are nothing to fear."

He paused for a moment, then made an offer he couldn't refuse. "Of course, if you feel it's not what you want at that time, you are free to leave at any time, and my team and I will not stop you."

Theresa's gaze was fixed on Han Fei's eyes, as if trying to pierce through his soul and see through the truth in his words: "You seem to have an extraordinary confidence."

Their gazes met and collided in mid-air.

Han Fei did not flinch, meeting the penetrating gaze with composure. His words came from the heart, resounding firmly. "Yes, Your Highness. I have no doubt about it."

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The reception room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; even breathing became a cautious affair. Lemuen instinctively covered her mouth, barely daring to breathe, afraid of disturbing this decisive moment.

A long silence flowed by.

Finally, Theresa's tightly clenched lips slowly curved upwards, her smile like the morning light piercing through thick clouds, dispelling all the gloom and doubts.

"Alright." Her clear voice broke the silence, carrying a sense of relief that had been put to rest. "You've convinced me."

She took a step forward, her gaze landing on Han Fei with a gentle yet firm look. "Besides, I do need a new place to stay."

She gracefully extended her right hand, palm up, towards Han Fei. Her eyes, once wielding power and stained with blood and tears, now held a hint of almost playful inquiry.

"So, from now on, should I also call you 'boss'?"

In that instant, an indescribable torrent of ecstasy overwhelmed Han Fei's mental defenses, rushing straight to the top of his head!

It worked!

They actually managed to recruit a former demon lord as one of my operators?!

Holy crap, I'm fucking awesome!

If it weren't for two pairs of eyes staring at him, Han Fei would have cheered loudly.

The next second, he suppressed his impulse, gently shook hands with Theresa, and said, "I don't require you to call me anything. You can call me boss, or you can call me Han Fei."

"Then let's just call him 'boss'."

Theresa withdrew her hand, a faint smile blooming on her lips, "Since you've already agreed, you must naturally abide by the rules."

As she spoke, she subconsciously looked around, as if trying to imprint everything into her mind.

The Babel, the place she had devoted so many days and nights to, was about to be reborn, but she was not among them, and could only watch from the sidelines.

Such a sense of loss cannot be resolved with just a few words.

"Boss, boss."

At this moment, Lemuen sneakily approached Han Fei, gently nudged Han Fei with her elbow, and whispered, "Can I go to the key room now?"

Han Fei glanced at Lemuen, finding it somewhat amusing. He thought to himself, "This is a true Delta Force player. Nothing is more important than eating."

Go ahead.

Han Fei reached out and ruffled Xiao Le's hair, asking softly, "Can you find the place?"

"It can be found."

Lemuen nodded seriously. "I saw those two key rooms just now, but I didn't open them."

Are you referring to those two conference rooms?

Theresa was drawn back to Lemuen by his voice. Looking at the sly Lemuen, she chuckled and said, "I'll take you there. I have the key."

"No need, no need, I have one too!"

Lemuen head repeatedly, saying, "It's only fun when I open my own key room. Last time the boss opened a key room, I had to wait. I don't want to wait again."

Without waiting for the two to speak, Lemuen dashed out, shouting, "Boss, wait for my good news!"

Watching Xiao Le walk away, Han Fei scratched his head and explained, "Don't mind her, that's just her personality."

Theresa shook her head and said, "I don't mind. She's lively and quite interesting."