The smart door lock of the Kyoto Huafu villa emits a soft "beep" sound.
After returning, Han Feng was reviewing the encrypted data in the Dragon Abyss Information Database provided by the system. The interface of the Dragon Abyss Information Database glowed with a ghostly blue light, casting shifting shadows on his sharply defined face.
"Liu Mengran's family is actually related to a reclusive family." Han Feng muttered to himself, his finger sliding across the air, the page flipping rapidly.
The projection displayed the Liu family genealogy, with several branches highlighted in red and labeled "deceased," all dating back to three years ago. Most striking was a line of small print at the bottom of the page:
Related Party: A reclusive family in China
Han Feng frowned. With the level of information he could access and the data from the system's decrypted database, he found that the records about the crisis that happened to the Liu family three years ago were vague, only mentioning "external intervention resolved the crisis" without any specific details. Even the reclusive families mentioned above were not mentioned at all, only that these reclusive families had always existed.
Han Feng decided to stop thinking about it and immediately pulled up Mu Xiaoxiao's file. This woman's mercenary group had almost stabbed him to death in the Northern Territory, and she also had connections to a gene research lab in the US. He had to be wary of her. Since the Mu Group's downfall, this young lady had vanished without a trace. The last record in the database showed she had appeared in Berlin, meeting with the CEO of a semiconductor company, and then disappeared without a trace.
"Semiconductors..." Han Feng narrowed his eyes. This was too much of a coincidence for him to be involved in the acquisition of Silicon Crystal Technology.
“Host,” the system’s voice suddenly sounded, “I can access research project information from the gene research lab in country M.”
"You can do it?" Han Feng was somewhat surprised.
"Of course~" the system's electronic voice said smugly, "but you'll need to unlock system version 3.0."
Han Feng asked in surprise, "Didn't it already upgrade once?" He was a little confused. "What the heck is system version 3.0?"
At this moment, Zero Gang pulled up Han Feng's personal ability panel:
Fighting Mastery Lv4/10
Gun Mastery Lv3/10
Assassination Mastery Lv4/10
Financial Genius Lv4/10
Eye of Prediction Lv2/10
Divine Medical Skill Lv10
Academic Proficiency Lv3/10
Professional-level driving skills Lv3/10
Aside from the medical skill being maxed out due to a special reward, all other skills still have a lot of room for improvement.
"Just a heads up," Zero continued, "Once you acquire 10 system skills through system rewards, the system will upgrade to version 3.0, and all skills will automatically gain +1 level."
Han Feng raised an eyebrow: "Is your system a growth-type system?"
"Of course, the power of this system is beyond what a mortal like you can imagine," Zero said smugly.
"Do you want me to format you?"
"No, no, no, host, I was wrong!"
Just as Han Feng was arguing with the system, the villa door was suddenly pushed open. Su Wanwan rushed in, her short red hair disheveled from running, and she was waving Long Yuan's communicator in her hand.
"Han Feng! There's big news! Old Lin has been looking for you for ages and hasn't heard from you, so he's called me!" She jumped onto the sofa in three quick steps, almost stepping on Han Feng's leg. "Old Lin asked me to inform you—the selection of new team members for Longyuan is about to begin, and he wants you, as the acting instructor, to take some time to supervise."
Han Feng was somewhat exasperated by Su Wanwan's loud and boisterous personality: "When?"
"Three days later!" Su Wanwan gasped for breath, grabbing a water glass from the coffee table and gulping it down. "I heard this selection process is particularly rigorous. Old Master Lin specifically requested you to go; maybe he's planning something big!"
Han Feng opened his communicator and found that Lin Zhengguo had called and texted him countless times. However, Han Feng hadn't taken his communicator with him today. He clicked on the last message: "Han Feng, where have you been? The base is selecting a batch of new recruits in three days. There will be big moves coming up. The Dragon Abyss members need to expand several teams. We were very satisfied with the thirty people you trained last time, and we're entrusting them all to you this time as well."
Han Feng looked at the message speechlessly: "They're using me as free labor again."
Su Wanwan looked at Han Feng's helpless expression and said, "What's wrong? You seem really unwilling. Should I help you tell Old Man Lin that you're not going?"
"You seem to be harboring a lot of bad intentions." Han Feng rolled his eyes at Su Wanwan.
"You caught me." Su Wanwan said with a mischievous smile.
"Okay, go get me the first-aid kit, I need to change my dressing."
Su Wanwan stared at Han Feng: "Doesn't he boast about his superb medical skills? Why does he need a small medical kit?"
Are you going or not? If you're not going, you'll have to cook dinner yourself tonight!
Upon hearing this, Su Wanwan immediately jumped up to grab the first-aid kit.
While Su Wanwan went to get the first-aid kit, Han Feng asked the system again, "Zero, is there any way to quickly increase skill levels?"
“The usual method is to create more trouble, and then missions will be issued,” Zero replied. “Or…” it suddenly became mysterious, “to complete special missions to gain skill points.”
"What special mission?"
"For example..." the system's voice suddenly turned cheeky, "[Have Su Wanwan cook you a meal, and then you eat it all. The way she was concerned about you just now was suspicious, hehehe~]"
"You want me to be poisoned?"
Han Feng had seen Su Wanwan cook before, and she almost blew the kitchen up.
At this moment, Su Wanwan returned with the medical kit, still grumbling about how he didn't take care of his health.
After changing the dressing, Han Feng personally cooked a table full of dishes. After eating, he told Su Wanwan to remember to clean up. At this time, Su Wanwan was holding a pig's trotter and gnawing on it, mumbling a few words incoherently. Han Feng shook his head and went straight back to his room.
Back in his room, Han Feng called Qin Chuan. When the call connected, Qin Chuan's voice was filled with barely concealed excitement: "Mr. Han! I was just about to report to you!"
"Speak," Han Feng said, getting straight to the point.
"We've closed out 80% of our short positions in the Federal Reserve, achieving a return of 217%, and the account currently holds 1.48 billion yuan," Qin Chuan said rapidly. "We expect to reach around 1.6 billion yuan after clearing out all positions tomorrow."
Han Feng's lips curled into a slight smile. It was even better than he had expected.
"What about the acquisition of Silicon Motion Technology?"
"We've already acquired 24.5% of the shares through three offshore companies, at an average price of €37 per share, 12% lower than the market price," Qin Chuan reported professionally and precisely. "The remaining 3.5% is being quietly acquired on the secondary market and should be completed within two days."
"Patent acquisition?"
"The Cambridge lab has already signed a letter of intent to buy out the global patent rights for $210 million." Qin Chuan paused, "However... Tesla's lab in the US seems to have heard about it too, and sent someone to Cambridge yesterday to make contact."
Han Feng's eyes sharpened: "Raise the price to 230 million. A formal contract must be signed tomorrow. Set the penalty for breach of contract at ten times the amount."
"Understood!" Qin Chuan quickly took notes. "There's one more thing. The German Minister of Economy's visit to China is confirmed. There's a small reception next Wednesday afternoon at 3 PM after the International Trade Forum..."
"I know that, I'll arrange it. You just need to handle the coordination," Han Feng interrupted him. "Also, you're flying to Kyoto tomorrow."
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