Yang Fei stepped out of the glass cabin, and the scene before him made him slightly startled.

Miss Mi, no older than twenty-five, and Cheng Dayou, who was over fifty, were having an animated conversation.

This scene was indeed somewhat eerie.

Miss Mi turned around, and upon seeing Yang Fei, she immediately smiled brightly.

"I am very interested in Professor Cheng's Martial God Space," she said.

Cheng Dayou also turned around, his eyes full of respect.

"I had not expected that Professor Little Mi, so young, would have such profound expertise in life sciences and electronic development. I am truly ashamed," he said.

Yang Fei laughed heartily and snapped his fingers with his left hand.

"I just knew that when you two met, many great ideas would emerge," he said.

Miss Mi seriously said, "I have a premonition."

"Professor Cheng's Martial God Space will surely become the greatest invention in the history of human evolution for brain development and the exploration of the subconscious."

"To date, ordinary people's brain development has not exceeded ten percent."

"Even a genius scientist like Einstein only reached thirteen percent brain development."

"Professor Cheng's invention, which starts with Martial Arts Training to awaken the dormant subconscious of the brain, is truly a revolutionary major invention," she said.

Cheng Dayou slowly shook his head, "I dare not take all the credit."

"This Martial God Space System was already developed ten years ago."

"It was only due to later accidents that the research was suspended."

"This honor belongs to all the scientific researchers who participated in the development of the Martial God Space," he said.

At this, his eyes gradually lit up with excitement again.

"Moreover, the Martial God Space System still needs further perfection and has not yet succeeded…" he said.

At this point, Cheng Dayou hesitated and then turned to Miss Mi.

"If possible, I sincerely invite you, Miss Mi, to join my research," he said.

"If your genius ideas were incorporated into the Martial God Space, it would be flawless," he added.

Miss Mi raised her right hand high, "I am willing," she said.

As she spoke, her eyes were on Yang Fei.

"I wonder what the Colonel thinks?" she asked.

Yang Fei was overjoyed, looking at Miss Mi as if seeing a vast treasure.

His eyes gleamed, "That's great, I fully support it," he said.

Cheng Dayou, excitedly asked, "So, what shall we call our team?"

Miss Mi fell into deep thought, then slowly said, "Let's call it 'Heavenly Inquiry'."

"I want to ask heaven why give humans such intelligent brains, yet not allow them full development?" she said.

Yang Fei applauded loudly, "Well said."

"I will find a way to build you a large-scale laboratory."

"The procurement of equipment, configuration of materials, you will be in charge," he said.

"Meanwhile, with the two of you leading, we will hire highly-paid researchers to form a specialized research team for the Martial God Development Space," he added.

At this, Yang Fei's tone became incredibly solemn and serious.

"I only have one requirement, that your research must be kept absolutely confidential."

"This is not just a trade secret; if it were to leak, it could cause a great disaster," he said.

In Yang Fei's view, should the development of the Martial God Space succeed, it could potentially mass-produce numerous Martial Arts Masters.

If such a system fell into the hands of some evil Great Owls, it would bring not blessings to the world, but only immense disaster.

Cheng Dayou and Miss Mi nodded together.

Miss Mi looked seriously at Yang Fei and furrowed her brows.

"Or maybe I could discuss the matter of the Martial God Space with my grandfather and have it included under military secret management," she suggested.

Yang Fei sighed deeply.

"If that's the case, it would be even better," he said.

"However, the military values efficacy, and the bureaucratic procedures are quite complex, I'm afraid it might not get approved," he added.

"But you can try, and if your application fails, I have a better place planned for you," he said.

Miss Mi also knew it would not be easy and sighed heavily.

"I did my best."

The three discussed for a while, and Mi Xuan and Yang Fei said goodbye to Professor Cheng and left his laboratory.

A gentle breeze came, rustling Mi Xuan's soft white dress.

Her clothes seemed like clouds, making this beautiful scientist appear like a goddess.

Mi Xuan didn't speak, and neither did Yang Fei.

Walking side by side, their hearts were filled with warmth.

Since their last escapade in the Amazon jungle,

it was the second time Mi Xuan and Yang Fei had been alone together like this.

A warm, elegant affection rippled between them.

Looking at this delicate beauty he once hurt, Yang Fei's heart softened, and he reached out to hold Mi Xuan's hand.

Mi Xuan trembled all over, a surge of happiness electrifying her.

This joy came so unexpectedly, a massive surprise thundering in her heart.

Mi Xuan thought about her constant longing day and night.

Thinking about each encounter with Yang Fei, where she acted nonchalant but felt heartache again and again.

Fog gathered in her eyes.

Her hand clung tightly to Yang Fei's, fearing he might suddenly let go.

Yang Fei was moved.

He wasn't a fool; he fully understood Mi Xuan's feelings.

He just felt that Mi Xuan, such a wonderful girl, deserved a more outstanding, more handsome man to cherish her.

He wasn't suitable for Mi Xuan.

His romantic life was a complete mess, to a ridiculous extent.

The situation arose partly because of his roguish nature.

Thus, Yang Fei instinctively rejected Mi Xuan, merely to avoid hurting her.

However, now Yang Fei clearly understood Mi Xuan's emotions.

Mi Xuan was an exceedingly excellent, extraordinarily beautiful girl.

Her love, like a touch-me-not, tearful yet untouchable.

She always loved Yang Fei cautiously, quietly watching him from a silent corner with a gentle smile.

With such tenderness, such a girl, how could Yang Fei possibly let her down?

Yang Fei made up his mind and held Mi Xuan's hand even tighter.

Mi Xuan hung her head, her cheeks flushed a deep red.

She was like a demure student, quietly letting Yang Fei lead her forward.

Ahead was a massive musical fountain, its high jets of water splashing about.

A mischievous smile suddenly crossed Mi Xuan's face.

"Colonel, all my life, I've been proper, seriously studying and conducting experiments,"

"Now, can you let me be wild just once?"

Yang Fei chuckled, wrapping his arm around her slender waist.

"With Brother Fei, you have no choice but to be wild!"

As he spoke, he suddenly wrapped his arms around Mi Xuan's waist and rushed into the fountain.

Whoosh!

The musical fountain sprayed a two-meter-high water jet once again, then cascaded down, forming a downpour.

Mi Xuan screamed, soaked completely by the fountain's spray.

A sense of reckless, rule-breaking pleasure allowed Mi Xuan to feel utterly liberated.

She was like a child, shouting and laughing.

Beside the musical fountain, a group of children ran around joyfully.

Watching Yang Fei and Mi Xuan's actions, all the children shouted and laughed.

Not far away, passersby watched this crazy couple.

Everyone's gaze was filled with astonishment, as though watching lunatics.

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