Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

The moment they felt they were being watched, Meng Chuan and the other two suddenly looked up.

The Martian sky is a pale pink, so clear that there isn't a single cloud.

But right above their heads, a beam of light was hanging.

It wasn't the fleeting brightness of last night.

Instead, it remained steadily there, like a suspended star.

The light was very faint, a soft silvery-white, yet it was noticeable at a glance.

Because it was too "clean," so clean that it seemed out of place against the Martian sky.

Yingdie instinctively reached for the short stick at her waist.

Zhan Yi also took out the short knife in his hand.

Although facing these unknown things, neither short sticks nor short knives would be of any use.

But they still instinctively drew their weapons.

We are prepared for a life-or-death struggle.

The three of them stood there, looking up at the beam of light hanging in the sky.

The light did not move or make a sound; it simply hung there silently.

But the feeling of being spied on grew stronger and stronger, like countless tiny needles.

They pricked their backs, pricked their napes, and pricked their hair out.

Meng Chuan's palms were sweating.

He recalled the spectral analysis of the shadow butterfly.

I'm reminded of those artificially synthesized elements.

I think of nuclear fusion, which is ten times more advanced than Earth's technology.

Behind this light lies that unknown alien civilization.

They were no longer hiding in the shadows, but appeared openly before them.

“It…it’s watching us. It knows we’re here…”

Zhan Yi's voice trembled behind his mask; he was too nervous.

He used to be able to talk and laugh even when facing a hail of bullets.

Now, facing this beam of light, he was so nervous that he dared not move.

This fear has nothing to do with death.

Meng Chuan remained silent.

He could feel that the light's "gaze" was sweeping across the factory buildings of the production base.

The light swept over the robots, over the purification tower, and finally landed on the three of them.

Meng Chuan even had the illusion that the other party could see through his spacesuit.

I can see through his skin and see the fear in his heart.

This is not an illusion.

That feeling of being completely seen through is more terrifying than death.

Meng Chuan had seen many news reports about UFOs when he was on Earth.

And the incredible experiences described by some people who claim to have seen aliens.

Meng Chuan always thought those were all lies.

But now he realizes how insignificant and powerless a person is when truly faced with something beyond their comprehension.

He wanted to turn and run, to hide in the factory, to bury himself underground.

But his legs felt like they were made of lead, and he couldn't move an inch.

He knew that running was useless—if the other person could stay suspended in the air, they must have a way to catch up with him.

Suddenly, Yingdie reached out and grabbed Meng Chuan's wrist. Even through the protective suit, Meng Chuan could feel the icy coldness of her fingertips.

Meng Chuan turned his head and saw her eyes through the mask—there was fear in them, but also a hint of stubbornness, as if to say, "Don't be afraid."

Meng Chuan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He can't panic. If he does, Zhan Yi and Ying Die will really lose their backbone.

He stared at the light in the sky, trying to discern something—was it a spacecraft? Or some kind of probe?

The light was too bright; all I could see was a blurry halo, and I couldn't make out what was inside.

Just then, the light suddenly flashed.

It didn't go out, but the brightness changed.

First it dimmed, then it brightened, as if it were breathing.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Chuan felt the feeling of being watched disappear.

It didn't weaken, it disappeared completely, as if it had never existed.

He was stunned, as were Zhan Yi and Ying Die.

The three looked at each other, each seeing confusion in the other's eyes.

"gone?"

Zhan asked hesitantly.

Meng Chuan did not answer, continuing to stare at the light in the sky.

The light remained suspended there, motionless and without flashing again.

But that suffocating feeling was indeed gone.

Meng Chuan hesitated for a moment, then whispered to Zhan Yi:

"drive."

Meng Chuan was not trying to escape.

Because running away is useless.

Meng Chuan simply wanted to make a move to test the intention of that "light".

"Boss, we can't take them back..."

Zhan Yi instinctively said.

His intention was to protect Qinglian Fort from being discovered.

But Meng Chuan interrupted with a wry smile:

“They might have come from Qinglian Fort with us. For them, the existence of Qinglian Fort may not be a secret for a long time.”

Meng Chuan's reminder finally made Zhan Yi realize what was happening.

With a wry smile, he finally started the car.

Normally, Zhan Yi would never say something so foolish.

He was just too scared and too nervous.

As a result, he lost his usual composure and wisdom.

The car slowly started moving.

There was no reaction to the light.

Even after the car had driven forward for more than ten meters, Guang remained motionless.

The light did not disappear, nor did it feel like we were being watched.

It was as if someone had fallen into deep thought.

Or perhaps, the spying just now was just an illusion.

But all three of them knew that this was not an illusion.

That light hanging in the sky, that penetrating sense of being watched, were all real.

"Go back first."

Meng Chuan said.

Since the light hasn't moved and its intentions are unclear, let's leave it alone.

Anyway, even if we wanted to, we couldn't.

Rather than wasting time here, it's better to go back.

Meng Chuan believed that one day this "light" would reveal its intentions.

Meng Chuan absolutely refused to believe that it would appear here for no reason.

Now that it has shown itself, let's wait for it to reveal its intentions.

The car had driven quite a distance when Meng Chuan looked back and saw that the light was still hanging in the sky above the production base.

Like a silent marker.

He leaned back in his chair, exhaled a long breath, and a layer of white mist covered the visor of his spacesuit.

For a brief moment, he really thought he was going to die.

“Teacher…”

Zhan Yi's voice gradually calmed down, but there was still a hint of lingering fear:

"Why haven't they made a move? What are they planning to do?"

Meng Chuan shook his head.

He didn't know either.

Do you think they pose no threat?

Or is it a test?

Or perhaps that light was just a detector and had no offensive capabilities.

Too many questions swirled in his mind, but he couldn't find an answer.

The car drove silently towards Qinglianbao.

No one spoke again; only the sound of the engine echoed across the vast red earth plain.

In truth, Meng Chuan's mind was also in turmoil.

His initial plan for Mars was simply to add some fun and something to look forward to in his peaceful life.

Today, the Mars mission has become an obsession for millions of members.

Even all of humanity is watching this plan.

Everyone longs for the day when humanity can truly leave Earth.

Who could have predicted that such a change would occur so soon after the plan had just begun?

Aliens are not just a legend; they are right here.

And they have been discovered.

What should we do next...?