239: Chapter 240 A Double Success in Family and Career, the Pinnacle of Life

On the terrace of Yunding Villa, the night breeze was cool.

Jiang Chen swirled a glass of red wine in his hand, the deep crimson liquid tracing an alluring arc against the glass wall.

He looked down at Tianhai City, whose civilizational trajectory had been completely rewritten by Chenxing Technology; his mood was tranquil as never before, even carrying a hint of long-lost laziness.

"Old Chen, look at this night view."

Jiang Chen pointed to the unmanned traffic hubs hovering over the city outside the window, as well as the few Space Elevators piercing the sky with their brilliant blue light. "A month ago, this place was still a mess where traffic jams made people question their existence. And now? It's like walking into a movie scene."

Academician Chen Shuyin leaned against him, gently stroking her flat lower abdomen.

The cold, clinical air of a research fanatic had faded from her, replaced by a touch of the softness and maternal instinct of an expectant mother. She looked at Jiang Chen's profile, the corners of her mouth curling into a faint smile capable of making any man lose his soul:

"This is all something you stirred up."

"You're not only lowering Earth's electricity costs to mere pennies, but you're also planning to relocate all of humanity to Mars. President Jiang, you're going against the traditional industries of the entire world."

Jiang Chen waved his hand indifferently.

"The capable have to do more, after all."

"After all, this whole mess on Earth is indeed too crowded."

He turned around, casting his gaze toward the moon in the distance, his tone carrying a hint of sentimentality:

"Sometimes when I think about it, it really is quite magical."

"Three months ago, I was still a poor student wanting to jump off a building over a 500,000 debt, eating expired instant noodles every day, and getting mocked by my ex-girlfriend."

"Who could have thought..."

"Now I have a son and a daughter, an academician wife at home, a female emperor hanging around in the Wasteland, and more minerals in my hands than the combined GDP of several countries."

"Life is truly full of surprises—no, wait, shocks."

Academician Chen Shuyin covered her mouth and chuckled, teasing, "Are you sure it's not shocks? For example, that female emperor who is still out in the Wasteland swinging a blade at people?"

At the mention of Jiang Wanqiu, Jiang Chen's mouth couldn't help but twitch violently.

The Shura field with that girl had only just begun.

Not only did he have to deal with Academician Chen Shuyin's status as his legal wife, but he also had to appease that female emperor who possessed an iron legion and wanted to blow up the "vixen's" laboratory at the drop of a hat.

This kind of trouble called "too many wives" was something he, Jiang Chen, had truly learned the hard way.

"What does this count for?"

Jiang Chen placed the empty glass onto the tray Zhao Gang held out, his eyes revealing a smugness of someone who had benefited and was still complaining. "This is the life of the strong; not only must one's career be at its peak, but one's family life must be at its peak as well."

"Besides."

Jiang Chen changed the subject, his tone carrying a bit of sentimentality:

"After fighting through these three volumes, I have the resources, I have the manpower, and I've even developed a sense of qi from the immortal cultivation techniques."

"The peak of life, isn't it just this?"

"Boss."

Zhao Gang stood to the side, holding an intelligence briefing in his hand. There was no ease of a victor on his face; instead, he wore a hint of gravity:

"Although you are satisfied with the status quo, I must remind you of one thing."

"Some troubles cannot be solved by us just hiding from them."

"Oh?" Jiang Chen took the briefing and scanned it. "The Yanks still haven't given up?"

"It's not just the Yanks."

Zhao Gang lowered his voice, his tone carrying a rare hint of fear. "It's the signal sent back from above."

"The Far Side of the Moon."

"That place might be... even livelier than we imagined."

Jiang Chen's smile gradually faded, his eyes becoming deep as a pool.

He walked to the telescope and aimed it at the dark and obscure Far Side of the Moon, hidden by the shadows of the Earth.

In that invisible shadow, there was vaguely some kind of extremely faint, yet extremely vast, energy reaction reviving.

It was like an interstellar beast that had been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years, having smelled the scent of prey, and was slowly opening its dust-covered eyes.

"It seems this Earth is indeed too small."

Jiang Chen threw away the red wine glass in his hand, and it shattered on the deck.

He looked at the deep, cold, and infinitely murderous cosmic space in the distance. There was no fear in his eyes; instead, a mad flame capable of burning through the night ignited.

Energy crises, street stall economies, Shura fields.

Those are all child's play.

The real challenge.

Has only just begun.

"Old Chen, back to the base."

Jiang Chen beckoned to Academician Chen Shuyin with his finger, his tone filled with an indomitable domineering air:

"Our expedition should enter the next phase."

"Since those 'The Sweepers' want to come over for a free meal."

"Then we shall prepare a 'feast' to welcome these uninvited guests from deep space."

After finishing, he turned and walked toward the helipad, his movements as sharp as a hurricane.

Leaving only Academician Chen Shuyin and Zhao Gang standing there, watching his back gradually merge into the night.

He did not see.

Just at the moment he turned.

At the edge of the galaxy, in that distant place obscured by countless star systems.

A dim supernova suddenly extinguished.

Following that, a tide-like surge of cold dark matter pierced through millions of light-years of dead silence, and was rushing silently toward the Solar System at an incredible speed.

It was a pair of eyes.

A pair of eyes that had gazed upon this universe for hundreds of millions of years, having long since seen through the destruction and rebirth of all civilizations.

It saw that base on the moon.

It also saw that battleship rising into the sky, possessing a certain familiar and disgusting aura.

It opened.

(End of Volume 3)

(Preview for Next Volume: [Volume 4: The Sea of Stars and Civilizational Ascension] — The truth of the Dark Forest is never merciful! Jiang Chen: Regardless of whether you are The Sweepers or the Harvesters, once you arrive in my Solar System, this infrastructure maniac from the Dragon Country will teach you how to behave!)