It must be miHoYo's doing.

Lan Yang's pupils suddenly constricted. The scene before him spread out like ink, the steering wheel, the dashboard, the windshield—everything was distorted. The next second, he found himself standing in a pure white space, with no shadow under his feet and no boundaries around him.

"Welcome to my realm."

A lazy male voice came from behind him. Lan Yang turned abruptly. The silver-haired man who had appeared on the battlefield was leaning on a sofa that had appeared out of thin air, his golden eyes gazing at him with a half-smile.

"It's you!" Lan Yang instinctively assumed a fighting stance, but froze in place when the opponent raised his hand. An invisible force restrained his limbs, preventing him from moving.

"Dragon Group?" Tianming tilted his head, tapping the armrest of the sofa with his fingertips. "Has the country started to suspect miHoYo so soon? And—" His eyes suddenly sharpened. "Why can't I delete your memory?"

Lan Yang's Adam's apple rolled. Cold sweat trickled down his temple, leaving a trail of icy sweat on his cheek. He forced himself to remain calm. "Sir... from the way you rescued everyone, I know you're not a bad person. Please... don't do anything we'll both regret."

"Tsk~ I've been given the nice guy card again." Tianming suddenly laughed out loud, and the oppressive feeling instantly dissipated a little. He stood up from the sofa and slowly walked to Lan Yang. "Don't worry, I'm just curious--"

He tapped his finger on Lan Yang's temple, a ray of golden light seeping in from his fingertips: "How can ordinary humans resist the power of the Memory Star God?"

Lan Yang's body trembled violently. He felt a cold force coursing through his body, as if being scanned from head to toe by an X-ray. When Tian Ming's gaze fell on his wrist, the probing sensation suddenly intensified.

[Ding! System fragment derivative discovered! Based on the fluctuations of this derivative, the location of the system fragment has been discovered - Blue Star, Dragon Country, Yanjing.]

Tianming's expression froze instantly. His pupils dilated slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. "System fragments..." His whisper was a mixture of disbelief and ecstasy.

It's true that you can't find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it.

The system fragments obtained from Silkock previously repaired the system's space teleportation function, but there has been no news of system fragments since then.

Unexpectedly, there was news that system fragments were found on Blue Star today.

However, it seems that this fragment is in the hands of the state.

Lan Yang watched Tianming's expression shift from surprise to ecstasy, finally settling on the excitement of a hunter finding his prey. Before he could react, his wrist suddenly felt lighter—the watch inlaid with white stones was already in Tianming's hand.

"Let me ask you," Tianming's tone suddenly became dangerous, his fingertips stroking the glowing stone on the dial, "where did this thing come from?"

Lan Yang's breath hitched. As a secret agent, he'd received the most rigorous anti-interrogation training, but at this moment, he clearly realized that any lie would be exposed in front of this man. Even more terrifying, he was fully capable of digging the answers directly from his mind.

"A month ago... a meteorite fell near the Temple of Heaven in Yanjing." Lan Yang's voice was a little dry. "We found a glowing diamond-shaped crystal in the meteorite's core... It produces this white stone every day."

He carefully observed Tianming's expression and continued cautiously, "From that day on...monsters began to appear across the country. Conventional weapons are ineffective against them...only those who wear this stone can completely destroy them."

Tianming's eyes grew brighter. He toyed with the stone like a child with a new toy, a smile growing on his face. "Detecting the monster's location... terminating regeneration... it's truly the system's function!"

Lan Yang's heart skipped a beat as he muttered to himself. He suddenly realized that the man before him seemed to know everything about these supernatural phenomena—perhaps even more than the national research institutions.

"Interesting...very interesting..." Tianming suddenly looked up, his golden eyes fixed on Lan Yang. "Tell me...if I wanted to make a deal with your leader and take the fragment you have, what would happen?"

Lan Yang's breathing became rapid: "You...you want to see the leader?"

"Why not?" Tianming snapped his fingers, and the watch magically returned to Lan Yang's wrist. "I'm not a villain. Quite the contrary—"

The pure white space began to fade, and the scene of the parking lot reappeared. Lan Yang found himself still holding the steering wheel, as if everything just now was an illusion. Only the whisper in his ear proved that it was not a dream:

"Tell your commander... I'll be visiting him in three days, bearing a gift he can't refuse. As for your memory... consider it a small token of our cooperation."

The engine was still running, and the dashboard showed only one minute had passed. Lan Yang's shirt was completely soaked. Trembling, he pulled out his encrypted phone and dialed a number known only to a select few.

"Commander... I have something important to report to you..."

PS: Thanks to @{"reader_id":"9709592","reader_name":"阅读书者"} @QB1593 for the monthly ticket. I just saw it, hehe orz~

Volume 1: The Birth of miHoYo: 124 Ningguang, CEO of miHoYo Group

The sunlight from the Chen Ge Hu space gently sprinkled on the lawn. Tianming lay lazily on the rattan chair, with the teacup in his hand emitting curls of hot steam.

Meita stood aside, her long brown hair swaying gently in the breeze, her slender fingers drawing streaks of light in the void, and several holographic screens unfolded.

"Master, the response to this trial game on Blue Star is even more enthusiastic than expected." Meita pushed the non-existent glasses on his nose and pointed to a photo that went viral on one of the screens - in the photo, Kiana and Mei were surrounded by a group of crying and laughing players. The scene looked both chaotic and heartwarming.

"Look at the number of shares, it's already over five million." Meita's voice was filled with a hint of amusement. "Although my memories have been erased as you instructed, the emotional lingering in these people is truly astonishing."

Tianming put down his teacup, a wry smile playing on his lips. "Emotions... are like the beach washed by waves. Memories can be erased, but the traces of emotions are hard to completely vanish." His eyes softened. "But that's what true gamers are. They're willing to invest genuine emotion in their favorite characters, and they'll laugh and cry over fictional stories."

At this point, Tianming suddenly chuckled: "Fortunately, this trial game will only go up to Chapter 8. If we let them play until the 'Last Lesson'..." He shook his head and said no more, but a complicated light flashed in his eyes.

Meita suddenly brought up a new interface: "By the way, Master, while you were away, Ye Lan has successfully handed the terminal bracelet to Ningguang. The system shows that Ningguang has just completed the membership registration."

"Oh~~, Ye Lan's movements are quite fast~~" Tianming curled the corners of his mouth, connected his consciousness to the backend of the terminal, and used teleportation on Ningguang.

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Liyue Jade Pavilion

Ningguang, who was chatting with Ye Lan, was taken away by a portal that suddenly appeared.

Ye Lan looked at the empty desk in front of her and smiled slightly.

"Oh~~, it seems she was summoned by the president. I wonder what kind of expression this usually high-and-mighty Lady Ningguang would show when faced with someone like the president? It's a pity that I won't be able to see it~~"

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Dust Song Pot Space,

Ningguang suddenly felt the light in front of her eyes change, and when she came to her senses, she had appeared on a green lawn.

The terminal bracelet on the wrist shows the current situation.

"So... I'm now at the mysterious president's residence?"

Ningguang looked left and right.

The architectural style here is completely different from that of Liyue, or rather, different from any place in Teyvat.

Suddenly, a piece of cake was handed to me from the side.

"Do you want to eat?" A cold voice followed.

Ningguang turned her head and saw a girl with long silver hair and wearing full-body bunny plush pajamas standing next to her, looking at him expressionlessly.

Ningguang didn't know how to respond for a moment, and the girl, Si Keke, took out a piece of cake from somewhere and put it in her mouth.

"Hmm...eat it, hmm~~it's very good."

It was not until then that Ningguang discovered that the cake in the girl's hand was actually the bonus food she had just drawn when she prayed - to the Water God!

This kind of thing is actually eaten as a snack?!

At this moment, even Ningguang, who possessed countless wealth, felt that she had squandered her fortune.

In her opinion, this kind of thing with a buff effect could even be sold for tens or even millions of Mora!

Recently, the Mond Knights seem to have been making a fortune exporting healing foods like Mond Potato Pancakes to various countries. Because only they can create this kind of instant healing food. Now, it seems that the Mond Knights have mastered the method of mass-producing such healing foods.

She gently took the cake handed to her by Silkcock, but before Ningguang could put it into her mouth.

Another sense of teleportation came over her, and the scenery in front of Ningguang changed again.

Before him appeared a standing brown-haired girl and a silver-haired man looking at him with a smile.

Ningguang covered her lips lightly, not losing her composure.

"Sir, I presume you are the president of the association. I've heard a lot about you. May I ask why you summoned me here?"

"As expected of Tianquan Ningguang, she remains calm and composed in the face of adversity. It seems I chose the right person. As for my purpose, you will soon know."

Tianming smiled, stretched out his hand and a ray of light entered the center of Ningguang's eyebrows.

This light spot contains all kinds of basic information about Blue Star, as well as the current situation and future goals of Blue Star MiHoYo Group.

After a long time, Ningguang, who had absorbed a huge amount of information, finally opened her eyes, and a look of understanding appeared in her eyes.

"So, the president wants to hire me as the CEO of Blue Star miHoYo Group."

Tianming smiled faintly. "Ningguang, you're a quick learner. So, what do you think our current development direction should be?"

Having said this, Ningguang's smile instantly disappeared, and she became extremely serious.

"According to the information you sent me, in that internet age, if you want to thrive and take the initiative, online public opinion is paramount. I suggest taking control of Dragon Country's major internet companies—Bilibili, Yinfo, Jubo, and so on. Even if we can't completely control them, we should find a way to acquire shares and gain a voice."

"Good strategy," Tianming nodded approvingly, but then deliberately expressed embarrassment. "But these companies are backed by state capital. If I want to acquire a large stake, I'm afraid..."

Ningguang's red eyes flashed with cunning. She tilted her head slightly. "President, did you just... smile?" She tapped the corner of her lips with a slender finger. "I assume you already have a solution, right?"

"Hahaha!" Tianming couldn't help but laugh out loud. "As expected, nothing can be hidden from you, Ningguang." His eyes grew deeper. "Indeed, although there are still some obstacles... but in three days, perhaps there will be a turning point."

Ningguang gazed thoughtfully at the scenery outside the window, the sunlight casting subtle shadows on her delicate profile. At that moment, the Queen of Commerce saw countless possibilities unfolding in this unfamiliar world.

"Then..." She turned around and extended her hand to Tianming, a confident smile on her red lips. "It's a pleasure to work with you, President, I'm glad to see you, Master."

PS: From today on, there are nine chapters in total that I still owe. I will use the nine free chapters to pay them back.

Also, today is the fifth update (*^▽^*)

Volume 1: The Birth of miHoYo: 125 Recycling Fragments, Collaboration with the State (End of Volume)

Dragon Country Yanjing, inside the National Strategy Conference Room.

Outside, torrential rain pounded against the bulletproof glass, twisting it into strange streaks. The room was filled with the aroma of Longjing tea and sandalwood, but the solemn atmosphere couldn't be masked. A holographic projector projected a global economic landscape onto the long table, with the EU region blaring in red. The warning sign for the teacher flashed continuously.

Foreign Minister Qin Ming slammed the electronic document on the table, and a few drops of tea splashed out of the celadon cup, leaving dark marks on the sandalwood tabletop.

"Shouzhang Number One! The situation is three times worse than we anticipated!" His knuckles turned white from the strain. "The Uproar Alliance announced 217 new items on the sanctions list this morning, including our core quantum computer components! The countries that once received our aid, like Beifei and Dongnanmute, are now all..."

The military representative slammed his fist down on the handrail, causing the metal to groan under the weight. "And the American Seventh Fleet! They actually crossed the 12-nautical-mile territorial line yesterday! Their new electromagnetic cannon..."

"That's enough."

Number One's voice wasn't loud, but it cut through everyone's speech like a sharp sword. The old man's wrinkled fingers swished across the screen, and a global map spun beneath his fingertips. Lightning outside the window illuminated the medals on his uniform and the weariness in his eyes.

"Comrades," his voice cracked. "Thirty years ago, we bided our time. Twenty years ago, we rose peacefully. Now..." He raised his head slowly, his gaze sweeping across the room. "We stand at a crossroads of history."

The conference room door suddenly opened, and Lan Yang walked in quickly, his tactical boots making almost no sound on the carpet. As he leaned over to whisper in Number One's ear, the old man's eyes suddenly gleamed with a brilliance that startled everyone.

"Everyone." Number One stood up suddenly, the medals on his uniform jingling against each other. "I'm going to meet a special guest. I'll continue in half an hour."

When the door to the conference room closed again, Minister Kuniyoshi couldn't help but say, "To get Number One to interrupt the emergency meeting..."

"It's the one from miHoYo." The intelligence director lowered his voice. "This morning, spatial fluctuations were detected over Yanjing."

The elevator at the end of the corridor required three biometric verifications. Lan Yang followed the old man half a step behind him, the data on the tactical tablet constantly refreshing: "Captain, the energy detector shows that his bio-field strength exceeds..."

"Xiao Lan," Number One suddenly paused at the window, the heavy rain drawing distorted water marks on the bulletproof glass. "Do you know why Qin Shi Huang built the Great Wall in the Yanshan Mountains?" Without waiting for a response, the old man tapped the glass with his fingers. "Because some walls are built with myths."

"Now, the myth has reappeared, we must seize the opportunity..."

Inside the special reception room, golden light particles streamed from Tianming's fingertips, outlining a three-dimensional map of the continent of Teyvat in the air. When Number One pushed the door open, those light points suddenly transformed into the countless lights of Liyue Harbor, building a bridge of light between the two of them.

The calligraphy on the wall, "Tranquility Leads to Far-Reaching Pursuit," moves without wind.

"Old man, I've heard a lot about you." Tianming retracted the light spot and offered his hand. "You look more energetic than you look in the news."

The old man laughed and shook his hand, his strength unbelievable for someone over seventy. "My old bones can't stand your torture, immortal. Come, would you like to try some of this year's freshly picked Shifeng Longjing tea?"

The steam rising from the tipped purple clay teapot swirled between them. Tianming stared at the swirling tea leaves in the cup and suddenly asked, "You came to see me alone?"

"Alone?" The old man smiled and pointed at the ceiling. "There are at least twenty snipers in this building aiming at you right now." He blew away the tea foam, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes relaxed. "In 1962, when I used a Hanyang-made cigarette to shoot down a U-2 reconnaissance plane, that was what it meant to be truly alone."

Tianming just smiled at the old man's words, because both sides knew that the so-called twenty snipers were just decorations.

Amid the crisp clink of teacups against trays, Tianming tapped his fingers on the tabletop. The moisture in the air suddenly condensed, forming a holographic projection before the two of them—a model of the Earth eroded by black mist.

Afterwards, Tianming sent a spot of light into the old man's forehead and told him the information about the MiHoYo Mutual Aid Association and the evil creatures from outer space.

"We exist only to prevent this from happening, and our supernatural powers cannot be used to help the Dragon Nation, but can only be used to deal with this alien evil. You should understand this. My original intention is to allow the people of this world to live in this world without worries, so please help us keep the matter of the alien evil a secret."

The old man nodded, a wry smile playing on his face.

However, Tianming had not finished speaking.

"As for what you want, it's not that I can't help you. Although we at the MiHoYo World Rescue Mutual Aid Association can't provide manpower, we can still share some of our technology with you."

Tianming's finger swiped across the projection, and the screen switched to a comparison of the military strength of various countries. "Besides, what you lack isn't a conventional ally, but..."

"The ability to strike with dimensionality reduction." As the old man continued speaking, the tea on the negotiation table was changed three times.

"Antimatter batteries can solve the energy bottleneck of the space elevator." A diamond-shaped crystal emerged from Tianming's fingers, a nebula-like mass of light swirling within. "But it requires a matching vacuum decay suppressor..."

The old man suddenly took off his reading glasses and asked, "Do you have the technology to cure cancer?"

"Yes." Tianming flipped his wrist, and a glowing green potion appeared in his palm. "It's a derivative technology of Abundant Destiny, but it needs to match the patient..."

"Give me two hundred thousand first." The old man signed the document with a steady hand. "You name the price."

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