Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

In fact, when Meng Chuan looked up, all that was left outside the glass dome was the deep starry sky.

The two satellites hung silently in the sky, without any sign of abnormality.

But that fleeting ray of light, like a red-hot needle, left an afterimage on his retina.

Meng Chuan was certain that although it was only a fleeting glimpse, it was definitely not the scattered halo of a magnetic storm.

It is not the steady twinkling of starlight.

It is a concentrated light carrying a certain "intention".

When it disappears, it leaves a very faint trail, which would go unnoticed if you weren't paying attention.

Meng Chuan remained frozen in place, but the hairs on the back of his body stood on end.

It wasn't the light that terrified him, but the feeling of being watched.

This feeling is exactly as Zhan Yi described:

It wasn't hostility, but it was more unsettling than hostility.

Because it's a kind of looking down, much like a human observing colonies in a petri dish.

"You feel it too?"

Meng Chuan's voice was a little hoarse as he looked down at Ying Die.

Yingdie didn't speak, she just looked into Meng Chuan's eyes.

Her cheeks were still flushed, but the emotion in her eyes had vanished, replaced by a clear sense of fear.

Yingdie's look was the most powerful answer.

She felt it too.

For a brief moment, she was somewhat lost in the intense pleasure Meng Chuan brought her.

But an assassin's instincts are faster than their conscious intentions.

She could only vaguely see the tail of that light.

But my senses keenly caught that "gaze," which sent chills down my spine.

The two looked at each other and saw the same trembling in each other's eyes.

Yingdie quietly reached out and grabbed Meng Chuan's wrist; her fingertips were icy cold, but her grip was strong.

Meng Chuan took her hand in return, the warmth of his palm slowly transferring to her, but it couldn't suppress the chill in their hearts.

The room was so quiet you could hear each other breathing.

The starlight streaming in through the window couldn't penetrate the heavy silence between the two.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Chuan spoke first, his voice very low:

"It seems we don't have much time left."

These words struck Yingdie's heart like a stone.

She suddenly tightened her arms, pressing her body even closer to Meng Chuan.

"I'm not afraid as long as you're here."

"Shadow Butterfly said softly."

However, Yingdie thought to herself: But I can't let anything happen to you.

The "you" in Yingdie's heart is not just Meng Chuan.

And her children.

She used to be Yingdie, a heartless blade that could remain unmoved even if the sky were to fall.

But now she is a wife and a mother.

With attachments come vulnerabilities, but also armor that must be protected.

"It'll be okay."

Meng Chuan patted her back and said firmly:

“We have Qinglian Fortress, we have brothers, and we have these guys.”

Meng Chuan was referring to the weapons in the warehouse.

However, Meng Chuan was somewhat unsure of himself when he said this.

If you don't even know what the other side is, how can those modified rifles and explosives stop them?

"We need to accelerate the research and development of weapons."

Yingdie suddenly raised her head, the fear in her eyes slowly turning into a fierce look:

"Leave this matter to me personally."

Regardless of what it is, and regardless of whether she can withstand it, Yingdie is prepared to fight a desperate battle.

Actually, back at the transit station, when Zhan San reported that the smuggling of weapons from Earth was being blocked, Meng Chuan proposed in front of Ying Die to build a small arms factory on Mars.

Yingdie didn't say much at the time, but she didn't really take it to heart.

Now Yingdie finally understands why Meng Chuan made that arrangement.

She had to handle this matter personally.

Meng Chuan paused for a moment, but eventually nodded.

Meng Chuan felt at ease leaving this matter to Ying Die.

Moreover, Meng Chuan believed that with Yingdie watching over things, things should develop more smoothly.

"However, distant water cannot quench an immediate fire. Let's finish what we need to do first."

Meng Chuan lowered his head and planted a kiss on Ying Die's forehead.

He bent down again and began the movement.

But the fervor of just moments before was extinguished by that light.

Both of them had lost their previous focus, and their movements were somewhat absent-minded and restrained.

They lay down in each other's arms until the very end, and neither of them spoke again.

Yingdie buried her face in Meng Chuan's chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Yet they always felt that the vanished light was still outside the window, like a silent hunter watching them from an unknown corner.

As the night passed and dawn broke, Meng Chuan and Ying Die got up.

Neither of them mentioned what happened last night, but they both tacitly agreed to wear their most presentable clothes.

Shadow Butterfly even hid a small electric shock dagger in her boot.

As soon as they reached the door, they saw Zhan Yi standing in the corridor with his back to them, holding a tablet in his hand, his shoulders as stiff as a rock.

"Battle One?"

Meng Chuan called out.

Zhan Yi suddenly turned around, his eyes bloodshot, clearly having not slept all night.

He didn't laugh as usual; he simply handed over the tablet, his voice hoarse and deep:

"Tanker, look at this."

The tablet screen displayed a surveillance video, but the image was somewhat blurry.

The angle was taken from a camera on top of the fortress.

Above the glass dome directly opposite Meng Chuan's room.

The video was originally unremarkable.

But the screen suddenly flickered.

It wasn't gibberish from a malfunctioning device, but rather a beam of extremely bright white light that streaked across the top of the glass cover.

Like a shooting star that vanishes in an instant.

The light lasted for less than half a second, but it left a clear trail on the screen, exactly the same as the trail Meng Chuan had seen last night.

"This was captured by the camera I secretly installed last night."

Zhan Yi's voice tightened:

“Skinny Monkey was on duty in the latter half of the night. He noticed the anomaly and then exported the video. I watched it three times. This light… is not a natural phenomenon.”

Meng Chuan didn't say anything, but rewound the video and slowed it down.

The moment the light appeared, there seemed to be a blurry outline at the edge of the image.

It looked like an upside-down plate, only it was too fast, so fast it felt like an illusion.

Yingdie leaned closer to take a look, then tapped the screen with her fingertip:

"The wavelength of this light is wrong."

She looked up at Zhan Yi:

"Is there a spectrometer in the fortress? Let's import this video; maybe we can analyze the composition of the light."

Zhan Yidian:

"Yes, Engineer Wei has a high-precision one. I'll go get it right away."

But Meng Chuan called out to Zhan Yi:

"Wait, don't let Engineer Wei know about this beforehand."

Wei Gong is Wei Ping.

Although she was a descendant of the Green Gang, she still held official status.

There are some things that Meng Chuan doesn't want the officials to know yet.

Meng Chuan himself couldn't explain why.

In any case, he just doesn't want anyone to know for the time being.

Moreover, even if the authorities found out, they probably wouldn't take it seriously enough.

Because such supernatural phenomena, or UFO incidents, are not uncommon on Earth.

Therefore, it is unlikely that this single video will attract the attention of the authorities.

The reason why Meng Chuan and others were so frightened and attached such importance to it was...

That's because they didn't just see this kind of supernatural imagination.

They all felt a strong sense of being spied on.

“Then I’ll go myself and ask to borrow her equipment.”

Yingdie volunteered.

She knows how to use a spectrometer.

If you make up any excuse to borrow it, Wei Ping can't possibly refuse.

"Okay, go ahead!"

Meng Chuan nodded to Ying Die.

Yingdie took the tablet and quickly left.

However, seeing Meng Chuan and Ying Die's serious expressions, Zhan Yi tentatively asked:

"Tanker, last night...did you see it too?"

Meng Chuan didn't hide it from him and nodded:

"I saw a light, and I felt like I was being watched, just like when you first logged in."

Zhan Yi's face turned pale instantly.

His hands began to tremble, and he muttered:

"I knew I hadn't misjudged... I knew it..."