Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

The hangar outside the window gradually receded, followed by the lights on the ground, and then the entire city became a blur of light spots.

As the starship sped up, even Meng Chuan felt immense pressure.

The pressure I'm under is different from what I felt in the training pod.

As the starship broke through the atmosphere, a brief flash of light appeared outside the porthole, followed by the darkness of space, with only the distant stars growing brighter and brighter.

The feeling of gravity on my body also disappeared.

"Expected arrival at the transit station in 46 hours."

The navigator's voice came again:

"Passengers, please remain alert and be ready to dock at any time."

For the next two days, Meng Chuan spent most of his time resting with his eyes closed, occasionally discussing the defensive layout of the Martian city with Ying Die.

Yingdie brought a video of the quadruplets; in the video, the four little ones were crawling on the carpet.

Holding a small wooden sword in his hand, he already looked like a trained martial artist.

"The Prince of Fu said that the four of them have a stronger sense of qi than Zhili. When they get a little older, they can start practicing qigong formally."

Yingdie said with a smile, her eyes sparkling.

Meng Chuan's heart softened as he watched the video.

To be honest, he felt indebted to these four little ones.

Meng Chuan could not reveal their identities.

Moreover, I don't have much time to spend with them.

Two days passed by in a state of utter boredom for Meng Chuan.

The navigator's voice suddenly rang out:

"Attention, we are about to arrive at the transfer station. Please prepare for the handover."

Meng Chuan immediately moved closer to the porthole.

At first, he only saw a tiny point of light, like a diamond floating in space.

As the starship drew closer, the point of light gradually grew larger, revealing its full form.

It was a huge ring structure made up of 100 starships connected together.

Each starship is like a gear, tightly meshed together.

The ship's exterior is covered with solar panels, reflecting the light of the stars, and from a distance, it looks like a halo inlaid with countless jewels.

The transfer station was brightly lit inside, and small transport boats could be seen shuttling back and forth in the middle of the circular structure, like a swarm of busy bees.

Further away, several starships were docked at the docking hatch, and crew members in spacesuits were performing maintenance outside, their movements methodical and efficient.

This is a scene straight out of a science fiction movie come to life.

"This……"

Meng Chuan subconsciously held his breath.

He had seen the design drawings countless times and knew how large the transfer station was, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he was still so shocked that he was speechless.

The lines and data on the design drawings are cold and impersonal, but the behemoth before me possesses a living, awe-inspiring grandeur.

At the center of the ring structure stands a towering command tower, with a radar at its tip slowly rotating like a vigilant eye.

As the starship approached, the command tower emitted a soft green light, as if in greeting.

"This is absolutely the greatest creation in human history."

Yingdie's voice rang out from the side, her tone trembling slightly.

Because it was the first time she had ever seen it with her own eyes.

The thought that this was the project that Meng Chuan had initially decided to build was still fresh in my mind.

Yingdie looked at Meng Chuan with eyes full of admiration.

The man before me is absolutely the greatest man of all time.

Meng Chuan's Adam's apple bobbed, but he couldn't speak.

He recalled that when he decided to use 100 starships to build a transit station, many people objected, saying it was too risky and too costly.

Zhan Yi even advised him to "build a small one first to test the waters".

He slammed his fist on the table and said, "If we're going to do something, let's do something big. Mars isn't a place for small-scale operations."

In hindsight, he did not make a mistake.

This is no transit station; it's clearly a fortress floating in space.

It is humanity's first step toward Mars, it is Meng Chuan's source of confidence, and it is the future of the Green Gang.

As the starship slowly entered the docking hatch, Meng Chuan looked out the window at the starship passing by. He could vaguely see the old emblem of the Green Gang—a small blue lotus, engraved in an inconspicuous corner.

That was added secretly by Yingdie without telling him.

"Once the Martian city is built, I'll carve countless blue lotuses all over Mars. From then on, Mars will belong to our Green Gang..."

Yingdie said with a hint of arrogance.

There was a strong sense of eagerness to try it out.

"Alright, don't be too high-profile."

Meng Chuan hurriedly interrupted Ying Die.

Some things can be thought of this way, but not said this way.

The starship came to a steady stop in the docking bay.

Thirty minutes later, the docking was completed, the hatch opened, and fresh air rushed in.

Here, you can breathe freely, just like you would on Earth.

However, the feeling of floating was somewhat difficult for Meng Chuan to adapt to.

As Meng Chuan floated out of the cabin, he looked at this colossal fortress, which was larger than 100 football fields.

A sense of pride arose in my heart.

Now that we're here, Mars isn't far away.

His journey has only just begun...

Meng Chuan took a deep breath, brimming with heroic spirit.

The air pressure at the transfer station is similar to that on Earth, and the air has a faint metallic smell.

It's the unique scent after being filtered by the circulation system.

After Meng Chuan adjusted to the feeling of weightlessness for a while, he saw a figure in a dark gray uniform float over quickly.

"Boss!"

The newcomer was a burly man with three silver stripes embroidered on his epaulets; he was none other than Zhan San.

He is one of the two deputy hall masters of the War Hall.

In his early years, he was in charge of the weaponry battalion in the War Hall, and his skill in modifying weapons was well-known in the Green Gang.

His face was beaming with smiles at that moment:

"You've finally arrived! I've been waiting so long these past two days!"

Meng Chuan patted his arm, which felt a bit heavier than it did on Earth—in a weightless environment, the feeling of muscle exertion is always somewhat distorted.

"Thank you for keeping an eye on this place."

In this huge transit station, Zhan San is the boss.

This place, the link between the earth and fire, is of paramount importance.

Only when it's in Meng Chuan's hands can Meng Chuan feel at ease.

"No way!"

Zhan San, with his neck stiffened, raised his hand and pointed deep into the ring-shaped structure:

"Come with me, let me show you our 'assets'."

Yingdie followed Meng Chuan and quietly followed Zhan San.

"This transfer station looks like a ring, but it's actually divided into three levels."

Zhan San floated around while introducing himself, tapping his finger on the communicator.

The indicator light at the top of the passageway then turns green:

"The outer layer consists of solar panels and defensive armor, the middle layer is the living and research area, and the inner layer..."

He lowered his voice:

"It's our 'dark compartment'."

As they were talking, Zhan San led Meng Chuan through an inconspicuous side door.

Behind the door was a narrow passageway with hidden compartments in the walls, through which the cold glint of metal could be faintly seen.

Zhan San pressed a few buttons on an inconspicuous panel, and an alloy door slowly slid open.

The weapon racks inside were exposed—more than a dozen huge laser cannons were mounted side by side.

The cannon muzzle flashed a ghostly blue light, and a dense array of drones were piled up beside it.

Each drone has a fist-sized black device attached to its abdomen.

"These laser cannons are all 'hummingbird' models that were bought from the black market. They have a high rate of fire and can automatically lock onto small celestial bodies."

Zhan San picked up a drone and weighed it in his hand:

"These suicide drones are even more ingenious; they're filled with RDX explosives, which are 30% more powerful than ordinary military explosives. There are also several ultrasonic shockwave transmitters hidden under the command tower, which can interfere with the aircraft's navigation system."

As Zhan San recounted the details with such familiarity, Meng Chuan was stunned...