The Secretary-General glanced at Feng Yi's slightly surprised face, but it was fleeting. He quickly exited the room.

Even though Feng Yi didn't want to disturb the hardworking elder, he couldn't get over his feelings about the Roland Battle. He coughed lightly twice, and the president finally noticed Feng Yi who had familiarly seated himself on the plush chair.

"Hey, isn't this our brave warrior from Roland?" Adams stopped his work and wondered how Feng Yi ended up here. He was supposed to be at the guesthouse.

Feng Yi didn't hide his intentions, briefly summarizing his recent experiences and then submitted his retirement application, along with his shiny Storm Hero Medal.

Perhaps, he didn't deserve to carry this medal. He longed for freedom and had always admired the military, but he couldn't accept a betrayal halo under any conditions. Amelia's command during combat was the perfect example. He was even afraid of sitting in that position, and how he would have to make hard decisions?

Every veteran, who had survived the battlefield with over 80% casualties, had the right to apply for retirement. Of course, if they continued to serve, they might be promoted in an unusual way. The casualty rate in the Roland Star Wars was as high as 94%, or in other words, the survival rate was only 6%, illustrating the intensity of the battle.

Although Feng Yi's squad held out to the end, frankly speaking, they didn't have any remarkable achievements. For ordinary soldiers, destroying 2000 Mecha units and capturing hundreds of prisoners already counted as significant contributions. But Adams, chasing deadlines daily, never thought that Feng Yi would come directly to submit his retirement application.

Looking at the twisted handwriting and straightforward description of the retirement application, Adams gazed piercingly at Feng Yi's body, hesitated for a while, and suddenly quipped with a cunning smile, "No approval, no approval."

Feng Yi stumbled, "Why won't you approve it?"

"As the Special Envoy presented with the Hero Medal, you, young man, have too unique of an identity. This matter has to wait for the approval and scrutiny of the National Congress. However, I do support your retirement application. There is one task you must complete before that."

Looking at Adams' teasing expression, Feng Yi wondered what trick this old guy was up to. He asked, "What task?"

"Remember your action plan with Zi Mou and Angelina? Once this task is completed, I will approve your retirement application through executive power."

Feng Yi tentatively asked, "How long does it take?"

"Hard to say, don't worry about it for now. But during this period, you will have freedom. This is the maximum space I can get for you. What do you think of this?"

Feng Yi scratched his muddled head and thought for a while. Besides agreeing, he couldn't come up with any better strategy. He had felt tricked by the old man's gaze, only to reluctantly agree anyway.

Little did Feng Yi know that just after finishing his words, Adams suddenly laughed and announced that he was introducing him to someone who was eager to meet him. Using his work as an excuse, the old man ordered the bodyguards to escort him out of the room.

On stepping out of the office building, Feng Yi was escorted onto Time Second by an unknown individual. He had no idea where he was being taken until several minutes later. The luxury car abruptly took off into the sky, cut through the waves in the sea of clouds, and ultimately landed in the Eden sky garden. Only then, Feng Yi realized that he had arrived at the most authoritative high-tech base in the Capital Planet.

What he didn't know was that this was also the department that developed the Super Mobile Fighter. Here, the Artificial Intelligence 'Noah' scanned and transmitted countless messages. This was comparable to Eggy's abilities.

Just after getting out of the luxury car, he could see the city's panorama at a glance. Stationed at an altitude of 10,000 meters, Feng Yi didn't feel any discomfort. This ultra-modern skyscraper was a galaxy information transmission tower.

"Sir, please come with me." The beautiful female driver led Feng Yi into an unremarkable villa garden. A few big words caught his eye: Trister Technology Laboratory.

As Feng Yi muttered the name Trister, he took a deep breath! This man was not simple, he was a figure in the science world equivalent to Mount Tai or the Big Dipper. If Doctor Rhine was unique in the Federation, then Trister was a world-level representative. Not only was he a cosmologist, astronomer, and physicist, but also had a profound understanding of biology and mechanics. Besides, this great man was a dreamer. Feng Yi couldn't figure out what President Adams had brought him here for?

No security personnel surrounded the villa, but to enter, one needed to have high-level Sky Network permission. By the time Feng Yi walked into the garden, the woman driver had quietly left.

Without even entering, Eggy already started wailing at the side, "Boss, some chick has been sneaking peeks at us."

Feng Yi shivered, "I didn't notice."

"Of course you wouldn't have noticed. Her name is Noah, and I can feel her presence."

Eggy said this and then suddenly there were a few glass-shattering sounds, and all the surveillance devices around were ruined. Shortly after, he heard Eggy's ghostly laughter: "Hehe, dare to spy on Eggy sir. Today I will show you my power."

In fact, Eggy's mental age is just like a child. This was purely sabotage. Feng Yi suddenly realized that things had gone wrong and hurriedly stuffed the rubber dinosaur into his Space Crystal.

Just after a few steps, a white-bearded old man ran out from the room in a panic. This man, with a kindly-faced yet vigorous manner, seemed to be in his late eighties or early nineties. He might have been shocked by something. As soon as he rushed out, he almost collided with Feng Yi.

"Young man, the research institute is not a place to loiter." Trister blew his beard and glared. He didn't care who came in. Anyone who disturbed his work must not be a good child.

Feng Yi explained that the president had sent him here. This news finally made Trister change his face: "Your name is Feng Yi?"

"Yes."

Once Trister heard that, his displeasure immediately vanished. The speed of this change was even quicker than flipping pages: "Hehe, please, come in."

Feng Yi couldn't figure out why a martial artist like himself could impress such a prominent figure in the scientific community. As he stepped into the room, he was amazed by an array of experimental equipment and novel inventions. This aroused a deep interest in him. What was that? And what was that thing?

Before Feng Yi could ask a question, Trister had already mentioned that he was an old friend of Lasso's from many years ago. For this reason, he was eager to meet Feng Yi. However, after speaking less than three sentences, he exposed his cover. Never had it occurred to Feng Yi that the other side could possibly bring up Eggy.

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