"As a result, we had to make a decision, to forego immediate interests and disclose this matter to the world.

According to the Rhine Universal Life Law, any radiation magnetic field that we do not understand could potentially pose a fatal threat to the human body, the key lies in the magnitude of the danger. For extraterrestrial life, the warm sunlight and the bacteria we carry could also become a disaster for alien life.

The mysterious warship will release a special magnetic field, causing permanent damage to ordinary people, and we must proceed with caution on this issue.

Based on the current laboratory results, individuals whose cells have evolved to the Rank 2 stage possess immunity to the mysterious magnetic field, therefore we have decided to re-select explorers from the population that has evolved to the Rank 2 stage.

The black warship's structure is boat-shaped, with multiple layers of armor insulation, and we are currently unable to investigate its inside. The hardness of the armor and the composition of the materials are all detailed in the report, with many still under analysis.

Above is all the information we have on the black warship—very limited indeed. With the time we have, there are less than two days before the warship collides with Satellite No. 8.

Of course, these issues are not what Feng Yi is most concerned about. What he is considering now is to approach the warship as soon as possible, and to use his personal abilities to gather some information about its interior.

Blade Warrior, it seems, is quite entranced, 'Heh, this old battle cruiser is quite interesting; I just wonder how the progress is?'

Lola said, 'The military has already reached Satellite No. 8 and has begun evacuating the population. To avoid panic, we did not mention anything about the black warship in the reports, only referring to it as a meteorite, and we have severed all local network connections.'

'That's a wise choice, although I am powerless to provide any buffering for the warship; still, I can offer some technical support in the subsequent work.'

That's exactly what he was waiting to hear—Blade Warrior's assistance would undoubtedly save a great deal of trouble, and Blade Warrior was clearly aware of the reason Feng Yi had asked for her presence. Of course, she herself was very concerned about this matter.

It had always been a mountain looming over the heads of the scientific research base. Though the mental workers often had it easier than the physical workers, once they got busy, it was not uncommon for them to endure long stretches without sleep. Everyone finally sighed with relief.

Feng Yi also thought the information might be scant, but who knew it would be this patchy. Even someone as simplified as he found the information exceedingly meager, and he was exasperated...

Perhaps he should visit the Central Intelligence Agency and take a closer look at the current progress of the investigation.

After all, the Black Science Base was now the Federation's highest intelligence post; under Noah's global scan, even Eggy had little chance of hacking in, but still, there's the old saying—how would you know if you don't ask? Holding onto the principle of giving it a try, he decided to wake Eggy from its dormant state.

'What is it?'

'About the report on the alien warship, I just visited Dr. Rhine and hardly heard any useful news. Can you hack into the Saudi Central Intelligence Agency?'

'How could I? The distance is too far. To hack into the Saudi intelligence agency from here, I'd have to make many jumps through different star sectors, and even if the hack is successful, it would take at least a few hours to return.'

It seems he has no choice but to make a trip to Central Intelligence himself. As he was thinking this, Eggy suddenly called out to Feng Yi with a loud 'hey' as if it had discovered something, 'Buddy, did you forget about the Mecha Battle competition?'

He almost did forget, 'What about it, is there a problem?'

'Ha ha, don't you want to know the identity of your next opponent?'

'Whoever it is, it has nothing to do with me anymore.' The so-called wise man knows when to forge ahead and when to retreat, understanding both gains and losses. To knowingly pursue the impossible is folly.

'That's true, your next opponent is Kexiao, and I don't think that guy is feeling very calm right now.'

'Kexiao!?'"

"Yes," Feng Yi paused slightly upon hearing this. He actually did want to take on Kexiao in a fight. Recalling the two pills Roland had given him—using one at Jade Clear Sect to act cool, and saving the other to deal with Kexiao later—wasn't this just the melodramatic plot twist you'd find in those internet novels? Haha, everything seemed so fitting. Even Feng Yi couldn't help but give a wry smile at the thought.

Reality didn't create such convenient coincidences for you. Compared to the battle itself, which he craved, he was more aware of the chain of troubles that would follow a failure. The drugs' effects simply wouldn't last long enough for him to see through the entire fight.

Carrying a sense of resignation, Feng Yi finally arrived at the central intelligence hub of the CIA, his meager presence causing passersby to glance at him only to quickly avert their gaze.

The electronic doors slowly parted. Before Feng Yi could step in, the sharp reprimand of the deputy director of intelligence burst into his ears—the source of the commotion unclear. At that moment, the deputy director was harshly criticizing a newly promoted intelligence officer, "Look at your work efficiency. You've been here a week, and we aim to achieve more with less effort, yet you're sluggish even in the simple task of intelligence relay. Your efficiency is very disappointing."

"I'm sorry, deputy director. I've only been here a week and am still not very familiar with some of the work," the clumsy girl said on the verge of tears.

"Is that supposed to be an excuse?"

The deputy director, who appeared to be in her forties, showed no sign of forgiveness. "I'll remember you. I hope not to find any more negligence in the future."

Feng Yi was not there to listen to a tirade, especially not during work hours. He briskly approached the young woman and said, "Miss, please pull up the latest updates on the top-secret file code-named 1024."

"Didn't you see I was talking to her?" The deputy director of the CIA didn't spare Feng Yi a second glance, or perhaps she didn't care who the newcomer was. She hated being interrupted, no matter the circumstance.

"But it's working hours now, and I need the intelligence."

Feng Yi's voice inadvertently caused the lady to freeze momentarily. Nobody at the CIA dared to openly defy Alice. As the first female director of the CIA, she might have been second in command, but her position in the political hierarchy was high. Her piercing gaze snapped toward Feng Yi, and an unabashedly arrogant tone followed, "I don't care who you are, you must submit to an investigation by the CIA."

When she fully turned her head, she realized the person standing before her was someone far too familiar to overlook. Alice's posture faltered, and she suddenly felt like she was in a tight spot in front of everyone.

Feng Yi's gaze was utterly calm, his arms crossed silently as he gave her a look and ignored Alice's somewhat flustered eyes. He continued addressing the girl, "I need the 1024 top-secret file and information on recent significant incidents."

"It would be an honor to assist you." After the intelligence officer conducted an iris scan, she quickly pulled up a detailed report.

Only Alice remained frozen in place, unsure whether to stay or go.

Unfortunately, the 1024 top-secret file still lacked any new leads on strange warships. But Feng Yi quickly noticed another piece of intelligence—a report from Sky Shadow, a suspected real identity of Revenant No. 3.

The report had been sent many days before, yet there had been no progress, causing Feng Yi's brows to furrow sharply. He handed the report back to the intelligence officer, "What's the status of this investigation?"

"No follow-up updates, General."

Feng Yi's eyes turned inexplicably colder, "It's been many days. Why is there no progress? Even if it was an investigation into thin air, there should at least be some feedback."

Feng Yi's gaze was on the intelligence officer, but his words were meant for Deputy Director Alice.

The CIA director sensed something was amiss. Just as he began to rise from his seat upon hearing Feng Yi's comments, he quietly sat back down, pretending as if he'd heard nothing, his eyes once again intently focused on his computer screen...

Who was Feng Yi? Both major political factions would hesitate to offend him, and here was a CIA deputy secretary daring to...

"Has the Weird Research Group and Dr. Rhine already been involved with the warship investigation company? Was this matter deemed insignificant and forgotten, or were you afraid they'd steal your thunder and deliberately delayed it?"

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