Brother, just how powerful is our family?

Qin Feng leaned back in his comfortable chair, holding a sleek smartphone in his hand.

The phone's exterior is extremely similar to a certain "leading" brand on the market, but its internal components are completely different.

This is a communication device independently developed by the base. Its processor uses a photonic computing chip, and its computing speed is more than 10,000 times that of the most advanced mobile phones today.

The battery uses a miniature fusion core and has a theoretical standby time of up to ten years.

Most importantly, the signal system. The phone connects directly to a network of thirty-six low-orbit satellites secretly launched by Qin Feng, which employ stealth materials and energy barrier technology.

The network covers every corner of the globe, from the depths of the Sahara Desert to the Antarctic ice sheet, with full signal strength at all times, data transmission speeds reaching 1TB per second, and latency almost zero.

Qin Feng opened Douyin and entered Qin Yao's live stream room.

The number of viewers in the live stream is 137, and it is slowly increasing.

On the screen, Qin Yao was wearing a simple white T-shirt, her hair was tied in a ponytail, and her face radiated the youthful energy unique to college students.

"...So it's really decided, we'll leave in early July!" Qin Yao said excitedly to the camera, her eyes curving into crescents. "I'll probably stay in Africa for about a month, and I'll try to do a live stream every day to show everyone what the real Africa is like."

The comments started scrolling:

"Is Yao Yao really going to Africa? Be careful!"

"I heard it's really chaotic there, robbery and kidnapping are commonplace."

"What kind of work does your brother do in Africa? Can he guarantee your safety?"

Upon seeing the comments, Qin Yao replied earnestly, "Thank you everyone for your concern. My brother has been living in Africa for two years, and he says it's very safe there. I believe him."

A comment popped up: "Your brother isn't involved in telecom fraud or kidney touting, is he? Just kidding, haha."

Qin Yao wrinkled her nose: "Pah, pah, pah, my brother is not that kind of person! He has a proper job at an import and export company."

"What kind of import/export company would need to stay in Africa for two years without going home?"

"Yeah, it sounds a bit suspicious."

Qin Yao said anxiously, "Oh dear, don't make wild guesses. I'll find out when I get there. My brother agreed to let us go, so he must be confident in ensuring our safety."

She changed the subject: "By the way, what kind of content do you want to see me stream? Lions? Elephants? Or primitive tribes?"

The comments section immediately sprang to life:

"I want to see wild animals! Preferably up close!"

"I want to see the sunset on the African savanna; I've heard it's incredibly spectacular."

"Yaoyao, could you take a picture of where your brother lives? I'm curious about his living conditions in Africa."

"Upstairs +1, I also want to know what kind of houses Chinese people working in Africa usually live in."

"I suggest Yao Yao bring pepper spray and a siren; safety first."

Qin Yao nodded as she read the comments: "I've noted them all down. I've already bought pepper spray and prepared a portable alarm. As for where I'm staying... my brother said the place he's staying is pretty good, with air conditioning and internet, so it shouldn't be too bad, right?"

"Your brother doesn't live in one of those tin shacks, does he? Electricity is unreliable in many parts of Africa."

"I remember Yao Yao saying that her brother sends more than 10,000 yuan home every month, and she has to live in Africa, so she probably doesn't have much money left to pay rent, right?"

Qin Yao pursed her lips: "Well... I'm not too sure either. But he always looks pretty good in the videos, the background is a clean room, so it shouldn't be too bad."

A bold red comment stood out: "Yaoyao, I'm studying international relations, and I want to remind you: many places in Africa are indeed very dangerous, especially for young women. Remember the embassy's phone number, and ask for help immediately if you're in danger. Also, don't easily trust strangers, including those claiming to be from China—some criminal gangs specifically target our fellow countrymen."

Qin Yao's expression turned serious: "Thank you for the reminder, I will be careful. My brother also said that we should follow his instructions throughout the process and not wander off."

"Is your brother reliable? Don't let him sell you girls out."

"Exactly, four beautiful girls going to Africa, just thinking about it is dangerous."

"Are Yao Yao's three roommates going too? Be careful they don't all get caught."

Seeing these comments, Qin Yao couldn't help but laugh: "You guys are exaggerating. My brother has always been very good to me since I was little, how could he possibly harm me? Besides, my roommates' parents also call my brother to confirm the situation, it's not like we can just go whenever we want."

She checked the time: "Okay, that's all for today's live stream. I'll let everyone know again once I've booked my flights and finalized my itinerary. Thank you all for your concern and suggestions; I'll be fully prepared. Bye!"

The live stream ended, the screen went black, leaving only the message, "The streamer is on their way..."

He could understand the fans' concerns, after all, in the minds of most Chinese people, Africa was indeed synonymous with danger and poverty.

But they didn't know that the "Black Continent" they were talking about and the "Black Continent" their sister was going to were two completely different worlds.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Qin Yao: "Brother, I've sent you my and my roommate's identification information. Can you help us figure out how to get our visas?"

Following closely behind was a file package containing scanned copies of the four girls' passports, ID photos, and other basic information.

Qin Feng opened the file and quickly browsed through it:

Qin Yao, 19 years old, is a freshman majoring in journalism and communication at a university in Zhejiang Province.

Lin Xiaoxiao, 19 years old, is an English major at the same school and Qin Yao's roommate and best friend.

Zhang Yue, 19 years old, is a business administration major at the same school.

Li Siyu, 18 years old, is the youngest in her dormitory, majoring in art and design at the same school.

All four girls were ordinary college students with clean backgrounds and no criminal records.

Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction, forwarded the document to Qin Weidong, and added the instruction: "Handle all the necessary procedures for these four people to travel to the base."

"Received, Commander. Expected to be completed within ten minutes." Qin Weidong replied almost instantly.

Qin Feng put down his phone, got up, and walked to the wall on one side of the room.

The wall appears to be made of ordinary solid wood paneling, but when he reached out and touched a certain spot, the panel silently slid open, revealing a huge display screen.

The screen displayed a live feed of the base's command center: dozens of cyborg staff were busy at a holographic control console, various data streams floated in the air, and a 3D map marked the condition of every corner inside and outside the base.

"Access the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' database via satellite network," Qin Feng ordered.

"Connecting... Target country's e-visa system has been granted maximum access." A gentle electronic voice responded.

A complex interface popped up on the screen, and Qin Weidong's virtual avatar appeared in one corner: "Commander, I'm processing e-visas for the four ladies. The system shows that the target country has an e-visa policy for tourists holding Chinese passports. Normal processing time is three business days, and the fee is $80."

"Pass directly through, marked as a diplomatic protocol channel," Qin Feng said.

"Understood. File installation in progress... The four ladies' information has been marked as 'Special Friendly Persons,' visas are valid for six months, multiple entries, and visa fees are waived."

Qin Feng watched as the icon representing the visa status on the screen changed from "Under Review" to "Approved," the whole process taking less than thirty seconds.

These are not forged; these visas are completely legal, entered into the country's database through official channels, and will show as valid at any customs terminal.

The only difference is that they skip the regular review process and are directly approved by the highest authority in the system.

"What about the plane tickets?" Qin Feng asked.

"We've found the most suitable flight: July 3rd, China Eastern Airlines MU789, direct flight from Shanghai International Airport to N'Djamena International Airport, economy class ticket price is 6800 RMB per person. Would you like us to book it for you?"

"No, book business class."

"Understood. Booking in progress... Business class tickets are 21500 yuan per person, totaling 86000 yuan for four people. Payment successful, ticketing complete. Flight information has been sent to the mobile phone numbers reserved by the four ladies."

Qin Weidong paused for a moment, then continued, "According to standard procedures, we recommend that our private jet wait at Shanghai Pudong International Airport. Once flight MU789 takes off, our private jet can 'connect' with it over international waters, transfer the four ladies to our aircraft, and then fly directly to our base. This will prevent them from entering the country through an international airport in Africa, reducing the risk of exposure."

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "No, this time it doesn't need to be so complicated. Let them fly to N'Djamena normally, and I will personally pick them up at the airport."