Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Meng Chuan spent a full seven days in the monitoring room of the Green Gang headquarters.

He barely slept for seven days, and his eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep.

Even with Meng Chuan's physical strength, he was finding it difficult to withstand.

But Meng Chuan's gaze never left the computer connected to the quantum chip.

Yingdie tried to persuade him to rest several times, but he just shook his head.

This "human infiltration" was his closest chance to getting to the truth.

On the morning of the eighth day, the computer screen suddenly lit up, and the signal was much more stable than during the last animal transmission.

In the scene, the death row inmate with the implanted chip is being held up by two almost transparent creatures using machines.

They were dragged into a huge, silver-white cabin.

The walls of the cabin were covered with glowing patterns, almost identical to the scenes in the previous Rhino videos.

But what made Meng Chuan's heart sink even more was that the incubation chambers on both sides of the cabin were filled with a pale blue liquid, and those chambers were filled with humans.

Those people were dressed in prison uniforms, pale-faced, with fine metal probes inserted into their bodies; they were the death row inmates he had previously "sent" to the observers.

"Let me go! What do you want?!"

The death row inmate struggled frantically, his voice hoarse with fear.

His body trembled violently as his gaze swept over his "companions" in the incubation chambers.

"God... what are those things? What did you do to them?"

Anyone would be terrified to see such a scene.

Many people have seen animal specimens, but how many have actually seen a live human specimen?

And there were so many of them; it was shocking.

However, the transparent creature supporting him ignored him.

They simply dragged him to a metal platform in the center of the cabin and secured him firmly with an energy beam.

The instruments around the platform started operating, emitting a low hum.

At this moment, three transparent creatures surrounded them, their bodies floating gently like jellyfish, their compound eyes shimmering with a pale blue light.

They were whispering something to the condemned prisoners, their voices sharp and chaotic.

Meng Chuan didn't understand a single word.

"For God's sake! What are you people anyway?!"

The death row inmate's voice was filled with despair as he struggled desperately, only to be bound tighter and tighter by the energy beams.

Suddenly, one of the transparent creatures raised a slender "arm".

He was holding a small metal instrument, about the size of his palm.

A red light flashed at the top of the instrument, aimed at the condemned prisoner's forehead.

The next second, the death row inmate's struggle abruptly stopped.

He froze for a few seconds, then his eyes filled with even more intense fear, as if he had understood something.

"Humans of Earth, be afraid."

The next moment, a cold, mechanical voice came from the instrument, echoing throughout the cabin.

It was also clearly transmitted to Meng Chuan's ears via quantum signals:

“I need you to be afraid—you humans will all be enslaved by us.”

The death row inmate shuddered, his lips trembling:

"Slavery? You...who exactly are you?"

"We are cosmic wanderers."

The voice continued, with an undisguised arrogance:

"We are also sinners expelled from the Karen civilization. To you, we are 'aliens'."

It paused, its compound eyes turning to the incubation chambers, its tone filled with cruelty:

"You are only fit to be enslaved by us, only fit to dig out stardust and titanium crystals from barren planets."

"Stardust Titanium Crystal? What's that?"

The death row inmate pressed for answers, his voice tinged with confusion.

"you do not need to know."

The transparent creature's voice turned cold:

"All you need to know is that we will soon launch an invasion. All of humanity on Earth will be sent to mine Stardust Titanium Crystals. Unfortunately, your bodies are too fragile to withstand the radiation from the Stardust Titanium Crystals."

It raised its other "hand" and pointed it at the condemned prisoner's chest:

"So before we enslave you, we need your genes—to combine your genes with those of other organisms to create organisms that are more resistant to radiation."

Upon hearing this, Meng Chuan's face turned deathly pale.

He finally understood the purpose of these "observers" collecting live samples.

It's not about research or observation, but about creating a "tool" that's more powerful than humans.

"You...you bunch of devils!"

The death row inmate screamed wildly, clearly terrified.

"Yes, that's it. The more fearful you are, the more we can capture your fear genes. We need to eliminate the fear genes. The tools we need are people who don't need fear."

"That's what the observer said grimly."

In this state, they were completely different from the kind and gentle people they were when communicating with Meng Chuan.

"Alright, stop playing around. Instill fear in him and keep him in a state of constant fear. The captain doesn't have much patience left."

Suddenly, another invisible person spoke.

His voice was also transmitted through the instrument.

"No, don't kill me. We..."

The death row inmate said in fear.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the metal platform suddenly lit up with a red light.

The instrument that was originally used for translation suddenly shot out a beam of blue light, which entered the forehead of the death row inmate.

Immediately afterwards, the condemned prisoner's body began to convulse violently.

Meng Chuan couldn't see the death row inmate's expression, but he could hear his heart-wrenching screams of terror.

The transparent creature looked at him indifferently, its compound eyes devoid of any emotion.

The image on the screen began to distort and blur.

Then, the screen went black, leaving only a line of small text: "Signal interrupted, transmission ended."

The monitoring room was deathly silent.

Meng Chuan sat in the chair, his body as stiff as a stone.

His hands were clenched into fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

The transparent creature's words were like sharp knives, piercing through all his hopes.

All that talk of "observation needs" and "technology sharing" is a lie.

These aliens are not "observers" at all, but a group of cosmic criminals preparing to invade Earth.

Time is running out for humanity on Earth.

“Teacher…”

Yingdie stood to the side, her face also pale, her voice trembling:

"We...what should we do?"

Meng Chuan did not answer.

He slowly raised his head; the light shining directly down from the ventilation hole indicated that it was already dawn.

A new day begins.

But for him, and indeed for the entire planet, the darkest hour has only just begun.

Meng Chuan always thought of himself as the "navigator" who was looking for a way out for humanity.

Now he realized that humanity had no way out.

From the moment his starship first set foot on Earth.

He was destined to become a warrior who would lead all of humanity in a desperate struggle against foreign invaders.

"Notify them."

Meng Chuan's voice was hoarse but unusually firm:

"Order Zhan Yi to immediately halt all civilian construction on Mars and focus all its efforts on producing pulse rifles and fortifications."

"Contact War VII and halt all space travel plans."

"Tell Prince Fu to mobilize all available resources and secretly collect nuclear materials and heavy weapons from around the world."

Yingdie nodded vigorously and turned to leave.

But Meng Chuan suddenly called her to a stop:

"Wait, call He Jiankui here—we need him to immediately develop a way to combat genetic modification."

"Also, contact Elder Huang and have him come immediately... oh no! Arrange a private plane for me; I need to go to the capital."

This time, Meng Chuan could no longer bear it alone.

He needs the strength of everyone, because all of humanity has reached the edge of an abyss...