Merchant From Earth in the Magical World-Chapter 546 - 382: Visiting Neighbors_2

Feng Tingyue quickly mastered the knack of flying, her feet leaving the ground as her body ascended. At first, due to nervousness, she was a bit unsteady, but she soon could freely control her direction of flight.

President Yang, although a bit slower on the uptake, also managed to soar after some attempts, assisted by his armor's self-correcting mechanism.

"This is amazing!"

Yan Xing had by then also completed donning his advanced armor. He opened a portal above his head and then ascended into it.

"Come on in, let's fly a bit higher."

President Yang controlled his armor to follow Yan Xing up through the portal, with Feng Tingyue immediately following suit.

The portal disappeared.

Yan Xing, President Yang, and Feng Tingyue successively appeared in the skies a kilometer above Gryphon Island.

It was deep into the night by then. Lights shone all over the island, but the stars in the sky were even more resplendent.

Feng Tingyue caught up with Yan Xing.

"Where are we heading?"

"We're visiting the space station."

What!

Feng Tingyue and President Yang could hardly believe their ears.

Was this portal something one could just pass through on a whim?

But at Yan Xing's command, the two Magic Weapons accelerated in their ascent.

The Magic Weapons' flight capabilities were not yet suited for reaching Earth's orbit. However, Yan Xing's advanced armor used adhesive force to pull the two Magic Weapons, employing planetary magnetic fields to produce repulsion for an anti-gravity effect.

President Yang and Feng Tingyue were thus carried upward.

It was pitch black in Earth's shadow, but soon the arc of the horizon began to glow with sunlight.

Yan Xing inquired about the current status of the Magic Weapons from Chui Chui's secondary computing core. The answer he received was that everything was normal.

Although the Magic Weapons' performance couldn't match that of the advanced armor, they were developed for magical warfare, so handling a space environment was a piece of cake. But for safety's sake, Yan Xing still had the two Magic Weapons activate their Magical Shields to fend off different types of radiation in space.

By this time, President Yang and Feng Tingyue were speechless. Gazing at Earth as a sphere, they never imagined they would one day enter space in such a manner.

Just fly up here directly?

To soar above the nine heavens, traveling ten thousand miles in a day—wasn't that something only immortals could do?

What kind of power was this!

President Yang had no way to judge it; he only knew what it meant for Earth if someone possessed such power.

This was a god!

A god to be acquired at any cost!

At this moment, who knew how many satellites were watching this spot in orbit, or how many world leaders were convening aides in their most secret offices to observe the scene. But he knew… when the three of them visited the national space station in this manner, tomorrow's world would no longer be the world of yesterday.

"Mr. Yan Xing, please allow me to communicate with our friends at the space station, so our visit doesn't alarm them," President Yang requested.

"Certainly," Yan Xing agreed.

Following coordinates provided by Chui Chui, Yan Xing led President Yang and Feng Tingyue through space. When they saw satellites belonging to the Star-Spangled Country, they nonchalantly snipped off their solar panels.

After communicating, President Yang received a reply from the astronauts inside the space station. "Welcome, friends from Renlun Investment Bank, for dropping by. We are prepared to entertain our esteemed guests who have traveled so far…"

In such a place, visitors were quite a rarity. And these visitors had arrived in such an unprecedented way.

Knocking directly on the door!

The visiting trio led by Yan Xing was greeted by astronauts with astonished faces inside the space station. Then, the three visitors and three astronauts faced each other, none knowing what to say.

Yan Xing, now weightless, deactivated his advanced armor and the Magic Weapons. Curiously looking around the rather novel space station, he said, "I'm about to apply gravity here. Will it affect you?"

Apply gravity? Is that possible? an astronaut thought. But considering how the visitors had arrived, he pointed in a direction and said, "It would be best if the gravity faced this way, and if the increase is gradual. We need time to adjust."

"Then I'll apply one-tenth of Earth's gravity. Having some gravity is always more convenient," Yan Xing gave the order to the secondary computing core.

As the gravity effect was slowly applied, the three astronauts immediately grasped the floating objects, swiftly stowing them in their proper places. As the sensation of gravity gradually became more pronounced, all six people stood firmly on the floor of the space station.

Yan Xing waved his hand, and a table appeared, followed by six chairs. Then, plates of pastries and dishes were laid out on the table, along with six glass cups and a bottle of vodka.

After opening the vodka, Yan Xing asked, "Is drinking allowed here?"

President Yang immediately replied, "It's allowed! Mr. Yan Xing honoring our space station with a visit today is a cause for celebration. Everyone should have a little. Little Yue, pour the drinks, pour the drinks."

Feng Tingyue took the bottle from Yan Xing's hand and poured vodka into the six glasses.

Yan Xing released a flame from his fingertips, touching the hot dishes to warm them. He added, "Wherever I go, I always prepare some of my own food. Firstly, it's convenient for entertaining friends, and secondly, for my own safety. Most of us are meeting for the first time today, and in such a unique place. Come, let's have a drink first."

The others looked at President Yang, especially the three astronauts, who had no idea what to make of Yan Xing.

President Yang, after all, was seasoned by many tough situations. He raised his glass to clink with Yan Xing's. "It should be us hosting you, Mr. Yan Xing, but compared to this table full of food and drinks, our own provisions seem quite meager. However, no matter what, having a meal and drinks here—we are certainly the first in human history to do so! Come on, everyone, let's drink up!"

After one glass, relations warmed significantly.

As they ate and drank, and after the third round of drinks, Yan Xing brought out a brass hotpot, heightening the festive atmosphere even further.

President Yang, while swishing a slice of tripe in the hotpot, casually asked Yan Xing, "Does this hotpot consume oxygen?"

Yan Xing knew what President Yang was worried about. "It doesn't. And you don't need to worry about the steam either. See this cup?" He pointed to a glass near him, already filled with a lot of condensed water; the hermetically sealed cabin wasn't filled with smoke from the hotpot.

"Then I'm relieved," President Yang laughed heartily as he dipped the tripe into the sauce and took a bite.

The astronauts also began to eat and drink with gusto. Although their food here was decent, it certainly didn't include such delicacies.

The six of them ate and drank, truly like a casual get-together.

During this time, Yan Xing and President Yang conscientiously avoided mentioning the power plant. Everything that needed to be said had already been reported. Yan Xing's abilities were recorded by various equipment on the space station, then encrypted and sent back to Earth.

Their current meal was effectively being broadcast, and they were unaware of how many people were watching, nor did they know the scale of the meetings being convened.

Yan Xing and President Yang were both waiting for news.

The power… to give it, or not to give it?

Give!

This was the ultimate directive President Yang received.

Yan Xing had proven his value with his power, as well as the credibility of his words.

As he had said before, with such power at his disposal, why would he need to set such a grand scheme for the things of mere mortals?

The threat of He Qijiu was indeed real. If He Qijiu could fly directly to the space station like Yan Xing, or was even stronger, Earth would have no military power to counter such force. For now, it seems Yan Xing is on our side… helping him is helping ourselves. Only he can defeat He Qijiu and prevent the nation's destruction.

The most important thing was…

Could a god be pushed away? If we don't provide the power, there are plenty of countries in the world willing to trade all their electricity for a god.

When Yan Xing knocked on the space station's hatch under the gaze of countless satellites, the world entered an age of myths. Only by keeping the god here could one qualify to lead this age of myths.

Yan Xing was very satisfied with this response.

After the Nine-Headed Dragon Database was completed, the God-Making Project would require an immense amount of energy to initiate. This amount of energy was far beyond what Eternal Domain could provide; even the combined energy from Snowland and the Kingdom of Silvermane would be far from enough. The quickening pace of the decisive battle prevented Eternal Domain from building more Magical Reactors.

So, Yan Xing had to come to the real world for solutions.

A daily electricity generation of over ten billion kilowatt-hours—that should be enough to kickstart the Nine-Headed Dragon God-Making Project, right?