Feng Yi began to use the first aircraft in the 1945 game for control—the P-38 Lightning. This subsonic interceptor was the only match for the Japanese Zero fighter during the Pacific War, having famously shot down the aircraft of the Japanese Admiral Isoroku Yamamoto, the planner of Pearl Harbor. In the game, the P-38 possesses a very balanced set of capabilities—with no significant shortcomings in speed, firepower, or restraint—which is why it's the plane Feng Yi used the most.

However, Feng Yi quickly abandoned the No. 1 plane for the No. 6. While the latter's fast speed made it somewhat difficult to control, it was perfectly manageable for people of that era, not to mention for Feng Yi who was exceptionally adept at pacing. It's like a military drill—you leave less room for your opponent's moves the faster and more efficient you are, and vice versa.

Therefore, Feng Yi favored the No. 6's easily utilized speed, but this also led him to recognize a potential trap, much like in real combat. A commander leading ace troops to victory isn't something to boast about, while achieving a glorious victory with cannon fodder is something to be proud of. In the end, Feng Yi gave up on the No. 6 altogether, switching to the slowest No. 2 model for dodging maneuvers. He believed that clearing the hardest levels with the slowest plane was the real challenge, akin to a micro-simulation where every move can have a monumental impact down the line.

It took Feng Yi a day and a half until he felt he knew the game inside out, to the point where he felt he had completely grasped the patterns. Only then did he move on to testing the next game.

He discovered that early game simulators held many things of interest, from the FC to handhelds, from family consoles, Sony, Saturn, PlayStation, arcades, to computer and Intelligent Brain games; Feng Yi searched through them all.

Games like Tank Battle, Big Bee and Shooting at Bees, Salamander—these simple early shoot-'em-ups were a breeze for Feng Yi. When you find yourself totally in control of a 1945 plane, evading without firing a shot, you realize the difficulty of other early games is really insignificant. Of course, each era has its own preferences—people used to enjoy games for the sake of gaming itself, whereas for the current Feng Yi, it's a form of masochism.

Impatience was indeed one of Feng Yi's weaknesses; he always avoided wasting more time on something, but only after he felt he had fully understood it.

Anyone with programming knowledge would know that those early games were not without technical intricacies, but they weren't very high either. Fortunately, Feng Yi knew a bit about it and decided to make a game himself—a game that completely forgoes graphics for high randomness in progression—and became engrossed in it.

Feng Yi was quite handy, a trait evident when he was down to his last penny. To give Guo Guo a gift, with no money to spare, he simply gathered some scrap metal and assembled a robot, demonstrating his craftsmanship. Thus, Feng Yi applied his skill to this new endeavor.

Nowadays, besides eating, he was practically unseen, staying in his room for three days and two nights straight until he felt he might suffer from a heart attack due to sleep deprivation and collapse dead on the spot. He fell into a deep slumber just minutes before a potential demise...

Of course, that's just a metaphor. With his physique, even after Mengdie's seal prevented him from reaching an invincible state, he was still far beyond ordinary people. However, Feng Yi felt he might really die from exhaustion; he wasn't ready to die young with many things left undone. That's why he chose to sleep.

There was much left undone, such as the matters concerning Grandpa Lasso, ending this farcical war, and the changes in the world structure mentioned by Jade Clear Sect.

On a smaller scale, he was keener to visit Bull Planet to see if Xiu Yi was still striving for her dream. Could he still travel the star seas, or repay the favor he owed Mengdie? Feng Yi even began to wonder if that odd girl could speak at all?

She was like a daffodil - cool, pure, and elegantly fragrant, stepping lightly over the water like a nymph, poised above the rippling waves, grand and natural. Yet this grandeur was for distant admiration; daffodils are poisonous. Every time he saw Mengdie, Feng Yi saw reflections of his former self in her—no, perhaps just similarities in certain aspects, similar yet different...

Amidst these jumbled thoughts, Feng Yi drifted off to sleep. Days passed in a cycle of eating and sleeping. After half a month, he barely left his home, oblivious to whatever had happened outside during this time. Those matters, along with the 2000 nineth-generation consoles, were left to John to deal with. Although he couldn't receive any news from the Capital Planet, one couldn't help but harbor thoughts, right?

The Burning Legion had become quite intriguing. Disguised as merchants, their ruses were incredibly varied and creative, wreaking havoc on nearby space lanes with frequent small heists and elaborate deceptions.

After half a month of ambushes, some incompetent Burning Legion commanders didn't know where to intercept, choosing instead to openly blockade the regular space routes. Some even skipped the disguises. Which space pirates would dare to intercept on regular interstellar lanes, let alone hijack a warship?

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