Su Qi, you're thinking too simply.

Great Xia, Shanghai.

The military command center.

Su Qi pushed open the door and staggered in.

The previously bustling command center was now eerily quiet.

Those who could attend this meeting were all busy people in high - ranking positions.

After making their decisions, they left.

There were still some absolutely innocent staff members checking the equipment to ensure it could be properly activated next time.

Su Qi scanned the whole room with his eyes and finally fixed his gaze on the old man standing in front of the main screen.

Elder Feng.

"Everyone, get out."

Elder Feng finally spoke, his voice hoarse and tired.

"Yes!"

The staff members stood up in unison, saluted, and then exited the command center at the fastest speed.

In a blink of an eye, only Su Qi and Elder Feng with his back turned to him remained in the huge command room.

The heavy alloy door slowly closed with a dull thud, separating the inside and outside into two different worlds.

"You're here."

Elder Feng slowly turned around.

His face, which always carried a hint of weariness, was now filled with an unprecedented solemnity.

He looked at Su Qi with a complex look in his eyes, as if he were looking at an indescribable monster.

"Old man Feng, making such a big fuss."

Su Qi found a comfortable chair to sit on and casually took out a pack of potato chips from his pocket.

"Just opened, tomato flavor. Want some?"

Elder Feng ignored his offer of potato chips. He just walked towards him with heavy steps and stood towering over him, staring at Su Qi with a scrutinizing look.

"Star - Holder."

Without any nonsense, he directly uttered this name.

"What was the one you saw like?"

Su Qi paused in the action of tearing open the potato chip package.

"Just the way it is. Dressed like an opera singer, glowing all over, and putting on airs."

He stuffed a piece of potato chip into his mouth and it crunched.

"What did he say to you? What did he do?" Elder Feng pressed, his voice filled with an undeniable eagerness.

"He didn't say anything. He just smiled at me and then shattered."

Su Qi's answer was understated.

Elder Feng's eyelids twitched violently.

He knew that what Su Qi said was the truth, but this non -chalant attitude made him feel as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart.

"Su Qi, you must understand the seriousness of the matter."

Elder Feng's voice was extremely low, as if each word weighed a thousand pounds.

"The 'Star - Holder' is one of the most mysterious and dangerous 'Descenders' we've been tracking for nearly a decade.

"Every time he appears, it is accompanied by great disasters and sacrifices.

"We know almost nothing about him. All we know is that he possesses a power we can't understand. All those who tried to approach him and investigate him..."

Elder Feng paused for a moment, as if looking for a suitable word.

"All disappeared. They were completely erased from the physical to the information level, as if they had never existed."

"His voluntary appearance in front of you is in itself an extremely dangerous signal!"

"This means that you've been targeted by him!"

Elder Feng was a bit emotional, and his voice rose a few decibels.

"So, I need you to cooperate with us. From now on, you can't leave the military's line of sight. We'll transfer you to the safest 'Underground Palace' base and activate the highest - level protection protocol. Before you're completely safe, you can't see anyone or go anywhere!"

He stared at Su Qi, his tone firm.

This was not a negotiation; it was an order.

In his opinion, Su Qi was now the most precious and unique strategic asset of Great Xia, and he must not be lost.

After hearing this, Su Qi finally put down the potato chips in his hand.

He looked up at Elder Feng, who was looking serious, and a familiar expression appeared on his face, the kind that made Lin Xiao want to have a heart attack.

"Protection?"

"No need. I hate being confined."

These simple six words were like a powerful bomb, exploding on Elder Feng's taut nerves.

"You..."

Elder Feng had a breath stuck in his chest and almost couldn't catch it.

He felt like he was playing the lute to a cow.

No, when playing the lute to a cow, at least the cow would flick its tail.

This guy was simply impervious to reason!

"Do you know what you're facing?!"

Elder Feng couldn't help but roar, and his spittle was almost spraying on Su Qi's face.

"That's not the kind of small - fry you've encountered before! That's a real monster! A monster whose depth we can't fathom even with all our strength!"

Su Qi dug at his ear.

"I know."

He replied.

"You know?"

Elder Feng was stunned.

"Yeah." Su Qi nodded. "He's just a lucky guy who picked up some trash. Making it seem like he's so great."

Elder Feng's mind went blank with a buzz.

A lucky guy who picked up trash?

What kind of description was this?

He felt that his century - old cognitive system was being torn apart by Su Qi in a way he couldn't understand at all.

He looked at Su Qi's lazy face, and suddenly, a great sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

He found that all his nervousness, all his anxiety, and all his earnest exhortations were like a joke in front of this guy.

He slumped into the chair opposite Su Qi and rubbed his aching forehead.

"Su Qi, I'm not joking with you."

His tone softened, with a hint of pleading.

"Even if not for yourself, for your sister, you must take it seriously. We can't take any risks."

At the mention of Liu Yuan, there was finally a slight change in Su Qi's eyes.

He was silent for a moment.

Troublesome.

He hated troubles the most.

He sighed.

It seemed that if he didn't reveal something, this old man wouldn't let it go.

"Alright, alright, Elder Feng. Don't be so nervous."

Su Qi waved his hand, as if trying to dispel the solemn atmosphere in the air.

"I'll tell you something, and you'll understand."

Elder Feng suddenly raised his head, and a glimmer of light reappeared in his blood -shot eyes.

He stared fixedly at Su Qi, waiting for him to continue.

He had a premonition that what he was about to hear might completely subvert his perception of the world.

"You see, you know that I'm a special person."

Su Qi organized his words, trying to explain it in a way the other person could understand.

"I'm... quite good at fighting, right?"

Elder Feng: "..."

What a strange description!

"That 'Star - Holder' is also quite good at fighting."

Su Qi continued.

Elder Feng felt that his blood pressure was starting to become unstable again.

"Get to the point!" he couldn't help but urge.

"The point is," Su Qi spread his hands, "I'm actually similar to that 'Star - Holder'.

"We're of the same kind of existence."

After his words fell, the entire command room fell into a deathly silence.

Elder Feng sat there with his mouth open, like a duck with its neck pinched, unable to say a single word.

His brain was working frantically, trying to parse the terrifying amount of information contained in this sentence.

The same kind of existence?

The same kind of existence as the "Star Holder" who had left the entire military department of Great Xia helpless and was listed as the highest threat level?

How could that be possible?!

"What do you mean by... 'almost'?"

It took Elder Feng a long time to squeeze out these words through his teeth. His voice was as dry as sandpaper rubbing against each other.

"It means that the source of our powers is the same place," Su Qi decided to reveal a little more, lest Elder Feng really lock him up.

"You can understand it this way."

He held up two fingers, half - truth and half - false.

"As for him, he was lucky and picked up a 'dark' power."

"As for me, I was also quite lucky and picked up a 'white' one."

Su Qi used the simplest and most absurd analogy.

He described his unique power as a Chinese cabbage picked up on the roadside.

But for Elder Feng, whose worldview was being reshaped, this explanation was easier to accept.

Picked - up power?

Was it like in the mythological stories where a mortal accidentally received the grace of a god?

Although it sounded incredible, compared with the completely unreasonable cultivation speeds of Su Qi and Yun Huang, this seemed to be the only reasonable explanation.

"Dark... and white?" Elder Feng murmured to himself. He keenly grasped these two keywords.

"Yes," Su Qi nodded. "Look, black and white are naturally at odds. So, he wants to kill me, and I want to kill him. There's no room for negotiation on this matter."

Elder Feng felt as if his heart was on a roller - coaster ride.

One second he was in despair for Su Qi's safety, and the next second, the situation seemed to reverse instantly.

If what Su Qi said was true, then he was no longer just a "prey" but a "hunter" on an equal footing with the "Star Holder"!

"So..."

Elder Feng's voice was a little shaky, not because of fear but because of an extreme excitement.

As a strategist, he instantly saw the huge opportunity hidden behind this, an opportunity that could reverse the entire war situation!

"So, he still doesn't know your true situation?"

"Yeah," Su Qi looked completely matter - of - fact. "In his eyes, I'm probably just an interesting toy or a relatively strong ant. He can observe me, but it's far from the time for him to personally step in and crush me."

"He just sent a projection over, smiled at me from afar, and made a mark, meaning 'I've taken a fancy to you, don't run away'."

"He has no idea that what he marked is not an ant but another person holding a can of insecticide."

Information gap!

A huge information gap!

Elder Feng felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling.

Fear and worry were instantly swept away, replaced by a crazy fighting spirit!

He had spent his whole life playing games with all kinds of enemies, but never had he felt so excited as he did now.

The opponent was unprecedentedly powerful and mysterious.

And on their side, they held a hidden trump card that could deliver a fatal blow!

"Does your power... that 'white' power, have a restraining effect on him?"

Elder Feng immediately got to the point.

"Restraining? Not really," Su Qi thought for a while. "It's more like water and fire are incompatible, or when matter and antimatter meet and annihilate each other."

Elder Feng understood.

This was not just simple restraint; it was a fundamental mutual negation!

"How much of a chance do you have?"

He stared at Su Qi, his eyes blazing.

"Chance?" Su Qi curled his lips. "Almost."

It was that same "almost" again.

Previously, when Elder Feng heard this phrase, he only thought this guy was unreliable.

But now, in his ears, these three words represented absolute and unquestionable confidence!

"What's his power system like?" Elder Feng continued to press for more information. He needed more intelligence to build a strategic model.

"Well, it's just flashy," Su Qi's answer was still lazy. "He messed up the proper authority and created these flesh puppets and filthy flowers. His taste is terrible."

Elder Feng fell silent.

He remembered the description in the intelligence about the strange and demonic flower in the Black Forest.

Elder Feng slowly stood up and paced back and forth in the command room. His brain was working at an unprecedented speed.

Protection?

No.

Now, talking about protection was simply an insult to Su Qi and a waste of this god - given opportunity.

Passive defense would only result in getting beaten.

Only by taking the initiative could they give full play to the huge advantage of the information gap!

He stopped walking and looked at Su Qi again. His eyes had completely changed.

It was no longer the look of seeing a "junior" or a "secret weapon".

It was an equal look, the look of seeing a "partner".

"Okay..."

He took a deep breath, as if trying to expel all the pent - up air in his chest.

"Since we can't protect you, then let's change our thinking."

There was a glint of "madness" in his eyes.

"We can help you."

"Help you... kill him!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows.

"Help me?"

He was a little surprised.

He thought the old man would continue to persuade him to hide.

"Yes, help you."

Elder Feng's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

"Since he sees you as an 'interesting object of observation' rather than an immediate threat to be eliminated, we can take advantage of this."

"The enemy is in the open, and we are in the dark. This is the most desired situation for military strategists!"

"We can't waste this opportunity!"

Elder Feng was completely excited. There was no trace of his previous exhaustion and dejection.

He was like a chess player who had found a perfect chess game and couldn't wait to make a move.

"How do you want to help?" Su Qi became a bit interested.

"What do you need? Intelligence, resources, manpower, weapons... As long as we can provide them, we'll give them to you!"

Elder Feng waved his hand boldly.

Su Qi thought for a while.

"I'm short of money."

Elder Feng: "..."

The heroic spirit that had just been kindled was instantly choked back.

He looked at Su Qi's serious face and didn't know what to say for a moment.

We're discussing an earth - shattering game related to the national fortune here, and you're telling me you're short of money?

"Um," Elder Feng cleared his throat and decided to temporarily ignore this topic.

"Money is not a problem. What I mean is, how should we cooperate with you strategically?"

Su Qi curled his lips.

"No need for cooperation. It's too troublesome."

"I just want to stay at home, play games, watch anime, and wait for him to come to me. Then I'll slap him to death."

This was his most ideal plan.

Simple and hassle - free.

Elder Feng felt a dull pain starting to throb in his temples.

He patiently advised, "Su Qi, you're thinking too simply."