Chapter 8, Family

A melodious sound of a flute came from inside the school, and children around the ages of fourteen to fifteen began to emerge from the main gate. Long Feng looked at them with the gaze reserved for children, yet he forgot that he himself was only fifteen years old. However, he was a fifteen-year-old lieutenant colonel, while those children were merely fifteen-year-old students

The portholes on all four sides were slowly covered by barriers made of black crystals, and the fuselage trembled slightly. Except for Long Feng, the other hundred passengers shivered slightly. In an instant, the portholes reopened, revealing the stars belonging to Orion.

Feng Qingyang said with a bitter smile: "This is merely a routine acquisition, conducted for the better development of the Feng family in the future. I don't have such a grand appetite to strike at the Zhao Group, do I? The Zhao Group no longer needs Lingyun Company, but I do, so I acquired it. It's just that simple"

That Grandpa Lu, presumably the elderly butler of the Feng family, feigned an unhappy expression and said: "No, last time you secretly ran out to the seaside with your classmates, which nearly gave everyone a scare. Therefore, you must sit in the car and return home honestly every time; there can be no carelessness."

Feng Ling tilted her head and ran over, sizing up her second brother. She said with a clear voice, "But how come I never knew that Dad had a younger brother, and also a father?"

That second brother suddenly strode up to Longfeng, blocking his path. He took a deep breath and said, "Brother, you wouldn't be fooling around outside and have a son without even knowing it, would you? Just look at him; he resembles us so much."

The light and graceful steps suddenly came to a halt, and the expression on the face became exceedingly strange

A reporter asked: "Then, why not engage in formal negotiations for the acquisition, but instead secretly purchase shares of Lingyun Company in the stock market to increase your stake?"

Second brother chuckled: "Pangu computer? Hmm, that thing is produced by our company. What, are you using it to calculate this? Which military base are you from, and which unit do you belong to? Young man, I like you just by looking at you. I'll give you a greeting, and I guarantee you can be promoted to general within three years, how about that?"

The second brother couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't know you had a brother like me, but without a father, how did your dad come about?" Feng Ling laughed and turned her head, suddenly exclaiming in surprise: "Hey, I see you again. What brings you here?"

Long Feng avoided Ling Xue's entanglement, donned the newly issued lieutenant colonel uniform, replaced his crystal card, and left the base

Feng Qingyang let out a cold snort: "With your foul mouth and obsession with books, how could a perfectly fine lieutenant colonel have anything to do with me? I just don't know what he's here for."

General Long has already informed him that the other twenty-two members have undergone the same test in the past three days, therefore, Long Feng is strictly prohibited from contacting them. Long Feng accepted the order and resolved to first go to the fourth planet of Orion, the headquarters of the Feng Corporation.

Xianying City, as the political and economic center of the second planet in the Sagittarius Arm, has a population of over 20 million and is the most prosperous city on this planet. Among the four spaceports on the second planet in the Sagittarius Arm, it is the largest, the newest, and the most technologically advanced one.

The middle-aged man who had just entered stood three meters in front of Feng Qingyang, and the journalists tactfully made way for him.

Long Feng turned and walked out, heading straight towards Gate 7 printed on the ticket

The three-hundred-meter-long space shuttle roared through the clouds, piercing into space, and began to accelerate towards the designated jump window.

The driver was instructed to wait in place. Long Feng stepped lightly into the lobby of the Feng Group headquarters, and several receptionists brightened at the sight of him, smiling in his direction

A middle-aged man, overweight, began to murmur beside Longfeng: "Now that we have space jumps, traveling is no longer enjoyable. No matter how far, you can reach your destination in one jump; the only limitation is that jumps are not allowed within planetary systems. Sigh, it has lost all its charm, always so rushed."

Feng Qingyang slowly walked over, silently gazing at Long Feng's face. Zhao Yayi also approached gently, and upon making eye contact with Long Feng, she felt her entire body go weak, nearly collapsing.

Feng Ling, somewhat unwilling, exchanged a few words with several female companions and slowly made her way over. As she passed by Long Feng, she glanced at his face in surprise, tilted her head slightly, and complained to the old man, saying: "Grandpa Lu, please don't pick me up anymore; I can go back by myself. There are no classes this afternoon, so I have some free time to design and play with my classmates for a while."

Long Feng gave a faint bow and walked past the second brother

Long Feng retrieved his crystal card, picked up a pen, wrote a few characters, and walked straight into the passageway

The wind gently surged forward, tightly embracing him, and burst into hearty laughter: "Forget it, I'm just happy you're here. The old man wants me to go back? You know I won't be going back."

Long Feng walked straight towards a receptionist, smiled faintly, and asked: "Excuse me, on which floor and what is the number of Mr. Feng Qiyang's office" Completing tasks in the most straightforward and direct manner was the first lesson he had learned

The service attendant smiled, glanced at the data sent by Longfeng's crystal card on the display terminal, quickly tapped a few keys, and said with a smile: "Today, all services for military personnel are free. Here is your ticket; I wish you a pleasant journey. Also, please inform the security personnel about any weapons you are carrying before boarding." She extended a cerulean ticket.

Reporters continuously posed questions: "Mr. Feng, may I ask what kind of impact the acquisition of Lingyun Ocean Freight Company will have on the economic sector?" A sharp female voice interjected: "Is it true, as rumored, that the Feng Group is fully committed to this acquisition in order to undermine the Zhao Group?"

Feng Ling made a few sounds of acknowledgment, then turned to glance at Long Feng, who was leaning against a tree three meters away, almost turning back with every step as he entered the car. Long Feng smiled slightly. However, Grandpa Lu looked at Long Feng's face in surprise, somewhat lost in thought.

Long Feng smiled faintly, remained silent, picked up the small suitcase, and walked into the spaceport

Feng Qingyang and the others looked at Long Feng with an indescribable expression as he walked out the door. The second brother whispered, "Elder brother, I was just joking about him being your illegitimate child. You wouldn't really... that."

Long Feng turned back with a hint of disappointment and slowly walked towards the main door. At that moment, a group of individuals resembling journalists surged out from nine of the ten elevators, surrounding the entrance of one elevator.

August 2, 2505

At the open door, Feng Qingyang, along with his wife, daughter, and the old man Lu, slowly stepped out

In his personal account, there are over 400,000 yuan in savings, and in the public account, there is an additional 2 million yuan. Finding a decent hotel to stay in should not be a problem. Throughout his life, Longfeng has never spent more than 50 yuan at a time, unlike Longnu and the others, who immediately spend all their salary as soon as they receive it. The public account is meant for them to use in case they have tasks, with a fixed amount of 2 million yuan. However, they somehow manage to exhaust it before the next recharge. Longfeng truly admires their ability to acquire junk.

At this moment, those reporters had already been politely but firmly escorted out by the burly man brought in by the second brother

A middle-aged man's indifferent face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile as he respectfully called out to Feng Qingyang, "Elder brother, the old man is calling you back."

Carrying his own suitcase, Long Feng leaned against a thick sycamore tree near the door. He had calculated well; at 12:00, school would be out for lunch, and he only needed to catch a glimpse of his younger sister. If he happened to see his father and mother at the same time, he would return to the base immediately. If he did not see them today, he would find a place to stay and then visit the headquarters of the Feng Group; there would always be an opportunity to see them.

The vehicle was filled with young officers who were heading to Xianying City for leisure. After all, it is rare for the base to have a holiday; usually, the atmosphere is extremely tense, and military discipline is exceedingly strict. This group of lively young individuals had long been pent up, and when given the opportunity to go out and have fun, who wouldn't rush out like their tails were on fire? However, they were also a rather unfortunate bunch, as it was their turn to be on duty on the first day, so they could only set off for Xianying City today.

At the ticket counter, Long Feng smiled gently at the sweet-faced service attendant and said, "Orion's fourth planet, Ziyun City. Thank you."

The headquarters of the Feng Group, rising up to 200 stories, features an exterior of a light purple hue reminiscent of the sky. The structure is robust and imposing, lacking some of the elegance associated with the wind, yet exuding a weighty and majestic presence akin to that of a great mountain.

Several individuals resembling security personnel separated the reporters, and with a light and indifferent remark, "No comment," they effectively blocked all possibilities of communication. The reporters, however, remained unwilling to relent, crowding around the few unfortunate individuals in the center, persistently asking questions.

A black extended-length Tenglong sedan slowly approached. As the car door opened, a sturdy old man with silver hair stepped out and called to the young girl, "Miss Ling, come here, come here, don't run around."

Binhai City does not have a spaceport, and Longfeng took the maglev train from the base towards Xianying City, which is five hundred kilometers away

The voice of the flight attendant, Tianmei, came through: "Dear passengers, hello everyone. After another hour of travel, we will arrive at the final destination of this journey, the Ziyun City Spaceport on the fourth planet of Orion. I wish you all a pleasant trip"

Long Feng coldly stated: "According to the probability calculations of the Pangu main control computer, the birth rate of individuals with similar appearances among the Yellow race has reached 27%. It is not surprising to occasionally find a few people who resemble oneself."

A middle-aged man dressed in a black trench coat, resembling Feng Qingyang to some extent, slowly walked in, accompanied by more than a dozen robust men in black suits, with broad shoulders and strong builds

Long Feng nodded slightly and handed over his purple crystal card. A security guard scanned it on the reader and murmured, "Military security level A. Alright, you may bring weapons on board, but please register all the weapons you are carrying for management purposes.

The wind gently blew down the street, lifting Long Feng's shoulder-length hair. A few strands playfully swept back and forth in front of his eyes, and Long Feng casually brushed them away.

Feng Qingyang took a few steps back, his head lowered in deep thought. Zhao Yayi gently approached, reaching out to link her arm with his, and smiled as she said, "Second brother, I believe that once A Feng has thought things through, he will return."

I adjusted the display mode of my watch. The rotation period of the fourth planet of Orion is four hours longer than that of Earth, but initially, people were accustomed to dividing a day into twenty-four hours as per the Earth’s system, resulting in each hour being extended by ten minutes

The receptionist hesitated for a moment and then asked solemnly, "May I ask what you need with Mr. Feng? Without an appointment, you cannot go up to see him." Long Feng frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Is that so? I must have overstepped my bounds." An appointment? Why would one need an appointment to see someone? Long Feng truly did not understand; even as Marshal Long among the thirty-nine marshals of China, with such a high-ranking position, he should be able to see him at any time.

Indeed, Feng Qingyang and the other two can be considered significant figures; they would never abandon their responsibilities to personally escort their daughter. Long Feng self-deprecatingly realized that he had underestimated the complexity of the situation

Long Feng nodded at him, picked up the suitcase by his feet, and slowly left

The second brother nodded slightly and smiled as he called out to Zhao Yayi, "Sister-in-law." Zhao Yayi smiled and called out to the back, "Lingling, come here and meet your second uncle."

Long Feng glanced at the four individuals standing in the center of the hall, smiled slightly, and calmly said to Feng Ling: "I originally had matters to attend to, but now I do not. Little sister, goodbye." In Long Feng's heart, he was shouting: "Sister, sister, father, father, mother, mother, and also, uncle..."

Long Feng cast a glance at his exaggerated attire, which seemed to reflect a retro inclination and an artistic flair; otherwise, who would complain about such things? Many people would wish they could jump directly at the airport. A few mad scientists from the Academy of Sciences had conducted similar experiments, but the energy turbulence caused by the ground's magnetic field nearly tore apart experimental equipment worth hundreds of billions, and no one dared to conduct such experiments again. According to their statements: "We will not conduct such experiments again until we find a more durable alloy and a more powerful energy source."

The lieutenant driver of the maglev vehicle cheerfully delivered Long Feng to the spaceport entrance, calling out: "Buddy, be careful. Even if you're going to see your girlfriend, don't go too wild. If you run too far, watch out for getting grounded when you come back"

Long Feng revealed a peculiar smile and turned to walk towards the main door

Long Feng gazed into his eyes and said coldly: "I appreciate the goodwill, but I wish to build my own merits through my own efforts. I do not wish to rely on the strength of others."

A few security guards stared in astonishment at the writing of Long Feng: "Model 2503 high-energy laser gun, special reinforced particle ray emitter, high-energy dagger, particle shield, lightweight individual combat armor..." It seemed to be from their team leader. One security guard whispered, "Which unit is this from? Usually, soldiers only carry a gun at most. Is this person going to war?"

It is human nature; regardless of who it is, upon learning about the news of family members they have never met, one would likely feel the urge to pay a visit. However, Long Feng did not request the written proof from Marshal Long; he only wished to take a discreet glance and then return to the base. He had already roughly understood the intention behind Long Ao and others following him to the base, which was to provide genuine training for those members of the special A1 who had passed the assessment.

At 11:67 local time in Ziyun City, Longfeng arrived at the entrance of Ziyun City's First National Senior High School.

The Wind Spirit Eye said, "I know, it's the Army Day holiday now, so many people must be traveling, visiting our headquarters. Every day, so many people come to the rooftop revolving restaurant for sightseeing..."

At the entrance, four security personnel smiled and said: "Comrade, please present your identification. If you have any weapons, we will determine whether you may carry them on board based on your military rank"

The middle-aged man who entered shook his head and said: "The old man has regretted it; he wants the elder brother to take the family back to have a look. At the very least, it is time for the ancestral worship. Elder brother, we should also return to Earth to pay respects to that ancestor.

Long Feng merely found it somewhat amusing in his heart

A young girl, whose face bears a seventy percent resemblance to Long Feng, with short hair that dances and flickers above her head, is holding a small book box and running out with a few companions, laughing and playing. With her slightly flushed lips, large eyes, and petite figure, according to Ling Xue, it is simply: "So cute, it would be great to steal her away to play for a couple of days..."

A reporter secretly raised a small camera when a man in black swiftly approached, seizing the camera from his hand. With a gentle grip, the high-strength synthetic fiber casing, which was said to be impervious even after a fall from ten thousand meters, was instantly shattered. The reporters were stunned, instinctively lowering their hands to their sides, too afraid to move.

At a so-called six-star interstellar tourism chain hotel, Long Feng set down his suitcase, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to keep it by his side. The weapon system inside could destroy one hundred buildings within half an hour, so it was reassuring to have it close. With nothing to do in the hotel, he directly requested a vehicle and headed straight to the headquarters of the Feng Group in the city center