Could it be that he's fallen into a trap?

Qianqian said that Dr. Cathelon is a madman, the creator who destroyed the Laser Star System. Which statement is true after all?

At first, Qianqian said she willingly submitted to Dr. Cathelon's control in order to spread the eighth-generation system to other planets and prevent the advent of a civilization era.

It seems that the eighth-generation system isn't necessarily the best thing! One's own strength is still more important; otherwise, losing the eighth-generation system would be like a toothless tiger, Ye Hao thought to himself.

"Boss! What's up with you just now?" Xue Zhaolong had called Ye Hao for quite a while before seeing Ye Hao move slightly, and he hurriedly asked.

"Nothing. Did you notice any suspicious people boarding?" Ye Hao asked.

"No, we're in first class, and it's been chartered. No one else can come in," Xue Zhaolong replied.

Ye Hao privately blamed himself. What system is it that can invade the eighth-generation system? Or is my strength too low, such that when two systems collide, my body can't bear it, leading to the invasion?

With this thought, Ye Hao quickly checked whether everything was still in his internal space, for if it wasn't, he would truly consider jumping off to end it all! After all, all his valuables were stored there.

Ye Hao opened the ring's internal space, and when he sensed the items inside, he breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, everything was fine, and fortunately, the eighth-generation system was separated from the internal space; otherwise, the internal space would have shut down along with the eighth-generation system.

"Constantly be aware of your surroundings, don't let your guard down and stumble," Ye Hao instructed the three of them before closing his eyes, recalling what had happened earlier.

Meanwhile, outside in economy class, a middle-aged man dressed in black with sunglasses frowned; he had sensed another powerful system's presence, but when he tried to track or invade it, all contact was unexpectedly severed.

What bothered him was that the other system could cut off all communication under his powerful system, which was absolutely no ordinary system.

"It seems I'm not the only one with such a system on Earth." The middle-aged man in black stated calmly.

His calmness stemmed from the confidence that others might not be able to match him, given his years of development.

The plane gradually ascended, and without the help of the eighth-generation system, Ye Hao felt uneasy. He needed to overcome this feeling; otherwise, he would be hesitant in everything he attempted.

He then remembered the Heart-Clearing Technique taught by his two masters, a spell to calm and tranquilize. It was usually used to help one settle down and stabilize their mood for cultivation.

Ye Hao used it sparingly since he could naturally compose himself for cultivation, making the Heart-Clearing Technique somewhat redundant.

But at this moment, Ye Hao had to use it, or he wouldn't be able to calm his ever-alert heart.

"If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky does not startle.

Amidst myriad changes, remain serene and focused.

Lose oneself in commitment, rooted in deep concentration.

Feed the spirit and energy, selfless and unadorned.

Mutual care up and down, expressions interconnected…"

Ye Hao ran the Ice Heart Technique for three hours on the plane before settling down a bit, but prolonged reliance on the eighth-generation system still left him feeling unsettled.

"Boss, boss?" Xue Zhaolong called Ye Hao as the plane landed.

Ye Hao came to his senses and asked, "Have we arrived?"

"Yes, we're now in Tokyo," Lu Yunsong nodded, noting amongst themselves that Ye Hao seemed unusually restless. Why this time?

"Hehe, let's go find a hotel and settle in," Ye Hao said with a smile, not yet having looked at the information given by the colonel.

He placed the materials into his internal space, holding a suitcase as he disembarked with Xue Zhaolong and the others, posing as wealthy youngsters.

But as he disembarked, Ye Hao's gaze fixed on a middle-aged man.

The man seemed to sense it, turning to look at Ye Hao, offering a slight smile.

Ye Hao frowned discreetly. Someone so sensitive?

The man left after smiling, without lingering, his smile seemingly just a polite gesture.

Ye Hao shook his head, dismissing the extraneous thoughts, inwardly criticizing his dependency on the eighth-generation system, as if everyone were an enemy without it.

"Boss, let's go!" Xue Zhaolong and the others called out, seeing Ye Hao standing still.

"Mm!" Ye Hao nodded, "I've been feeling uneasy these days, sorry brothers."

"No worries. Boss, are you under too much pressure?" Zhuorong Town asked.

"Not really, never mind, let's leave some good memories since we're here!" Ye Hao laughed.

He decided to let be what was already there, wondering why think too much when they're here to create good impressions, leaving their mark in Jiepeng.

Depending on how deep their mark was, Jiepeng people might remember them, or they could pass unnoticed like a clown.

"We have to leave a good impression," Xue Zhaolong echoed with a smile.

The four left the airport and took a taxi, Ye Hao speaking in Jiepeng: "Driver, could you please take us to a nice hotel near The University of Tokyo?"

"Sure," the more mature driver agreed with a smile.

The taxi headed towards The University of Tokyo, the driver navigated the roads comfortably, assuming they were looking for female student escorts.

"Gentlemen, are you here to meet Tokyo female students?" the driver asked casually as the car moved.

Ye Hao frowned, wondering if the driver knew they were looking for Luo Yingxue.

"Why do you ask?" Ye Hao inquired.

"Haha! You people from Huaxia near The University of Tokyo must be looking for female students. Don't deny it!" the driver laughed suggestively.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Yunsong nudged Ye Hao jokingly, "Haha! Yes, we came to find Jiepeng women. The taste, tsk-tsk-tsk..."

Realizing it was about Jiepeng women, Ye Hao explained to the driver, who grinned knowingly at Lu Yunsong, "Good one, maybe next time we'll join you. How do you like it, a few more P's?"

Despite his distaste for such antics, Ye Hao played along, feigning delight.

Ye Hao explained to Lu Yunsong, who made a lewd expression, "The more P's, the merrier..."

Xue Zhaolong and Zhuorong Town watched Lu Yunsong with exasperated expressions... (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote on Qidian (qidian.com) for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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