Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

The "TX-817" in the night sky had now stabilized at an extremely dazzling brightness. Its golden-white glow was soft yet highly noticeable, even subtly illuminating an area around the campsite and dispelling the deep darkness of the mountain night. The Milky Way and the stars paled in comparison to its light, as if the entire sky had become its own stage for performance.

"My God..." Nana murmured, nearly dropping the beer can in her hand.

Xu Hongdou instinctively covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Da Mai was completely stunned, unaware that the laptop had slipped off his knees.

Xie Zhiyao and Bai Manjun were also completely stunned, looking up as if they had turned to stone.

Chen Nanxing was completely dumbfounded. She looked at the "star" that had appeared out of nowhere and shone brightly, and then at Lin Bufan beside her, who was smiling as if he had only done a trivial thing. Her mind went completely blank.

Is this... a magic trick? An illusion? Or...?

"This...how is this possible?" Hu Youyu finally found his voice, filled with shock and disbelief: "Stars...how could this be..."

“Nothing is impossible.” Lin Bufan interrupted him, his tone still calm, yet carrying an undeniable certainty: “The universe is vast, and humanity knows far too little. This star… well, it’s rather special… it’s obedient.”

Special? Obedient?

The use of these two words to describe a star made everyone feel dizzy.

Lin Bufan found it somewhat amusing to see the way everyone's worldviews were being shattered. When the system rewarded him with the "ownership of Planet TX-817," he also thought it was just a useless "cosmic property certificate," a fancy empty promise.

But after further investigation, he discovered that this thing was ridiculously powerful.

This is more than just a piece of property ownership. Through a special link provided by the system, Lin Bufan discovered that he could actually exert a certain degree of "control" over this distant planet. This control was not a simple telekinetic control, but more like a highly authoritative input of commands. He could send a series of complex commands to TX-817 through the system interface, adjusting its orbital parameters, changing its rotation speed, and even... influencing its surface environment and energy dissipation to some extent.

In simple terms, TX-817 is like a colossal spaceship that is completely under his control, or a manipulable aggregate of energy and matter located in distant deep space. He is the sole master of this "spaceship" or "aggregate," the absolute "god" of this planet.

This kind of manipulation has limitations in terms of distance and delay, and it also requires the user's own mental energy. Furthermore, it cannot precisely shape the terrain or create life. However, it is entirely possible to make it "move," change the intensity of its emitted light, or simulate some basic weather conditions.

After figuring it out, Lin Bufan ordered TX-817 to break away from its original orbit and "sail" towards the solar system and towards Earth, since it would be safer to keep his own planet with him.

This process takes time and requires him to continuously provide "instructions" and energy. Only recently has this planet, which he "remotely controlled," finally reached the vicinity of Earth.

Tonight, it came in handy.

"You... how did you do that?" Chen Nanxing gripped Lin Bufan's arm tightly, his fingertips turning white, whether from excitement or shock, it was hard to tell.

"It's a secret." Lin Bufan smiled and reached out to ruffle Chen Nanxing's hair. "Do you like it, Nanxing? This star will shine only for you from now on."

Chen Nanxing gazed up at the star that seemed to have been created just for her. Its golden light bathed her face, making her eyes sparkle like stars. A tremendous, indescribable surge of emotion and pride welled up inside her, almost bringing tears to her eyes. She nodded vigorously, her voice choked with emotion, "I love it... I love it so much!"

At that moment, all thoughts of Miss Liu, the stinging sensation in her mouth, and embarrassment seemed to be dispelled by the unique starlight, even if it meant she was on the verge of...

Uh—that was a bit much on the spot, but it'll definitely be fine in room five!

Xie Zhiyao, having seen the world and handled all sorts of affairs, was the first to recover from his shock. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze toward Lin Bufan was filled with an indescribable awe and inquiry: "President Lin... does this star... have a name?"

This question brought everyone back to their senses, and their eyes all focused on Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan looked up at his own star, rubbing his chin as if deep in thought. After a moment, he turned his head to look at Chen Nanxing, who was still looking up with a dreamy gaze, and a smile appeared on his lips: "A name... we haven't officially decided yet. How about... 'Nanxing'? Chen Nanxing's Nanxing."

"Huh?" Chen Nanxing suddenly came to her senses, her face flushed, and she quickly waved her hands: "No, no! This name... this name doesn't sound good! And naming a star after me... this is too... too much!" She refused verbally, but the joy and pride in her eyes could not be hidden from anyone.

Looking at Chen Nanxing's insincere expression and then at the unique star in the night sky, Xu Hongdou felt a slight stirring in her heart and gently suggested, "Since calling it 'Nanxing' directly isn't quite appropriate, how about... calling it 'Qi Nanxing'? It means 'Qiming will always accompany you, Nanxing will shine forever.' It has the name Nanxing, the meaning is good, and it sounds grand."

Chen Nanxing glared at Xu Hongdou, annoyed. Didn't she see that he was playing hard to get? Did she think she was so cultured?

"This is great!" Nana was the first to clap her hands in agreement: "Qi Nanxing, it's such a beautiful song! It's both romantic and meaningful!"

"It definitely sounds much better than just calling it 'South Star'," Da Mai whispered in agreement.

Bai Manjun smiled and nodded.

"Qi Nanxing, Qi Nanxing..." Lin Bufan murmured and repeated it several times. He felt that although it was not as simple and clear as the name he had chosen himself, it was still acceptable. So he looked at Chen Nanxing and asked, "Nanxing, what do you think?"

Chen Nanxing was glaring at Xu Hongdou when he heard Lin Bufan's question. He quickly looked away and then looked at Lin Bufan with affection again: "...Okay. Qi Nanxing, that's good."

Lin Bufan smiled and ruffled Chen Nanxing's hair, then said nothing more.

In the night sky, the light of "Qinan Star" was steady and soft, enveloping the camp. Everyone was immersed in a mix of awe and romance, and for a moment, no one spoke.

Hu Youyu, guitar in hand, glanced back and forth between the overly bright "star" and the crowd, a restless feeling stirring within him. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he cleared his throat and broke the silence:

"Um... Teacher Lin, and Nanxing, Hongdou, and everyone..." He scratched his head, his tone tinged with a cautious confusion: "The name Qi Nanxing is quite nice, and the meaning is beautiful, but this star doesn't belong to us. Is it really appropriate for us to give it a name so casually?"

These words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing the atmosphere to momentarily freeze.

Chen Nanxing, Xu Hongdou, Nana, and Damai were all stunned!

Yup!

These stars look like they were "conjured" by Lin Bufan, but how could that be?! They must have appeared for some unknown reason!

Now that you're so excited, and you're even going to name it for someone else, it feels like you're just indulging in self-gratification.

Chen Nanxing was enveloped in immense happiness and pride when he heard this. He glared at Hu Youyu with some displeasure: "Mind your own business! We just like calling it that! So what? It's so bright right now, right above our heads. We'll just call it Qi Nanxing!"

Lin Bufan smiled, put his arm around Chen Nanxing's shoulder, and calmly swept his gaze over everyone before finally settling on Hu Youyu's face. His tone carried an indescribable certainty and... a hint of disdain:

“You’ve got something wrong.” He paused, his voice not loud, but clear enough to ring in everyone’s ears: “My stars, my rules!”

Just as Lin Bufan and his companions were immersed in the romance and awe brought by "Qinan Star," enjoying barbecue, singing songs, and the tranquil and unique starry night in Yunmiao Village, they were completely unaware that this suddenly shining star had already stirred up a huge wave among the top leaders around the world.

……

Weeks ago, when the unknown object TX-817 broke away from its original orbit and hurtled toward the interior of the solar system with astonishing speed and a precise path, the world's leading observatories and space monitoring agencies had already sounded the highest level of alarm.

Initially, all observational models pointed to a despairing conclusion: a celestial body with extremely strange mass, velocity, and orbit was heading for a "suicide" impact on Earth.

Unlike ordinary asteroids or comets that have their own trajectories, it seems to be under some kind of precise control—like a sycophant attracted by Earth's gravity, adjusting its course in real time according to changes in Earth's position.

Moreover, what's even more terrifying is that it also exhibits astonishing "obstacle avoidance capabilities," performing tiny, incredible evasive maneuvers when approaching other large celestial bodies or debris fields, as if a highly skilled interstellar pilot were bypassing all obstacles just to reach Earth as the final destination. This is far superior to current intelligent driving technology.

This isn't some natural celestial body; it's clearly a planetary missile equipped with a top-of-the-line navigation system!

When this discovery was cross-verified by major observatories, the global astronomical community and high-level officials of various countries were plunged into an unprecedented state of panic and fervor.

Emergency meetings were held one after another, and red alerts flashed across the global secret network.

Some have proposed using a reserve of nuclear devices that could theoretically alter the orbits of small celestial bodies for a "last-ditch effort," though the chances of success are as slim as shooting down a fighter jet with an arrow.

Many others fell into silent despair and began secretly arranging for the preservation of certain "seeds of fire."

Just as world leaders were preparing to inform the public of this devastating news, the "planetary missile" that had caused all observation models to collapse and driven top scientists crazy suddenly stopped.

It's like a child who's tired of playing, stopping without warning, and nobody knows what "it" was thinking!

Inside the observation center, on the sophisticated instrument screens, the red curve representing the threat level suddenly plummeted, turning green to indicate "stability." A deathly silence followed, then a deafening cacophony of ecstasy, exhaustion, and profound bewilderment erupted, nearly lifting the roof off.

Although the crisis has been temporarily averted, leaders of various countries are still unable to relax. After all, no one can face a completely uncontrollable bomb placed on their doorstep with equanimity!

Just as high-level officials from various countries were engaged in a new round of emergency consultations and countless experts were working through the night to analyze the risks and solutions, Lin Bufan, far away in Yunmiao Village, in order to win a smile from a beauty, or rather, to show off, directly used the system link deep in his consciousness to make TX-817 accelerate toward Earth!

……

Major observation centers around the world.

The piercing alarm shattered the stillness of the night once again without warning, even more shrill and urgent than before!

The monitoring personnel, who had just had a brief respite due to the target's "stillness," were instantly gripped by dread. They watched in horror as the dot on the main screen, codenamed "Planet of Death," after less than 24 hours of silence, suddenly erupted with unprecedented energy readings. Simultaneously, its trajectory data began to fluctuate wildly—it had restarted!

Moreover, this time it's... acceleration! Heading straight towards Earth, it's hurtling towards us with an acceleration far exceeding previous records and almost defying the laws of physics!

"My God! It's accelerating! It's heading straight for us!" At a top-secret monitoring base in North America, a senior observer screamed in despair.

"Speed... the speed is still increasing! Estimated impact time... cannot be calculated! Its acceleration is unstable, my God, what is this thing?!" The chief scientist of the Europa Joint Space Agency turned pale, and the coffee cup in his hand shattered on the ground with a "crash".

"Interception plan... all preset interception plans have failed! Its speed changes are completely unpredictable!" At the Polar Bear Federation Space Center, the general roared into the communicator, veins bulging on his forehead.

Panic spread like wildfire to every nerve ending of those in the know. Any glimmer of hope was utterly crushed, replaced by a deeper chill and a profound sense of powerlessness. The "intelligence" and "manipulability" displayed by this unknown celestial body completely overturned human understanding. It was no longer a "cannonball" capable of calculating its trajectory, but a "living being" with a clear will and the ability to change its actions instantly!

The conference room was completely silent, with only the frantically fluctuating data on the screen and the ever-approaching, brighter dot of light illuminating the deathly pale faces.

However, just as this destructive torrent seemed unstoppable and about to devour all hope—

The rapidly accelerating point of light, at a location some distance from Earth than from the Moon's orbit, was suddenly pulled back by an invisible giant hand and stopped again... without warning.

Accelerate, then stop abruptly.

The whole process was breathtakingly fast, filled with a kind of indescribable, almost mocking tone.