Brother, just how powerful is our family?

"What Hengdian?" Qin Feng frowned.

"Ah...it's nothing." Qin Yang quickly changed the subject. "Brother, when are you coming back? Mom and Dad miss you so much."

"Soon, I'll go back after I've settled things here," Qin Feng said. "By the way, how's your job search going?"

When the topic of work came up, Qin Yang's expression fell: "Don't even mention it. I've sent out dozens of resumes and interviewed at over a dozen companies, but either the salary was too low or the requirements were too high. I finally got an offer with a monthly salary of 8,000, but it requires working 996 (9am-9pm, 6 days a week) and frequent overtime. I did the math, and after deducting rent, food, and transportation, I won't have much money left at the end of the month."

He sighed, "Brother, why is it so hard for graduates from ordinary universities like us to find jobs? Big companies either want graduates from 985/211 universities or graduate students. We ordinary undergraduates don't even get many interview opportunities."

Qin Feng understood his younger brother's frustration. He had experienced the same predicament when he graduated, sending out resumes until he was desperate and going through countless interviews until he was numb.

If he hadn't obtained the system, he might still be struggling in some small company, worrying about rent and credit card bills every month.

"If we can't find a suitable one, then let's stop looking," Qin Feng said.

Qin Yang was taken aback: "Huh? Not looking for a job? What am I supposed to do then? Just stay home and sponge off my parents?"

"I wouldn't say I'm a freeloader," Qin Feng chuckled. "With me as your older brother, why would you need to work for someone else?"

Qin Yang's eyes lit up: "Brother, you mean...?"

"What I mean is, you can do whatever you want," Qin Feng said. "Start a company if you want, invest if you want, learn if you want. Money is not a problem, resources are not a problem. As long as you have ideas and drive, I will support you."

Qin Yang was stunned by these words. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"What's wrong? No ideas?" Qin Feng asked.

"No...it's just..." Qin Yang scratched his head, "Brother, you're spoiling me too much, aren't you? You know me, I don't have any big ambitions or special skills. I just coasted through four years of university, and besides being good at video games, I can't do anything else. If you ask me to do things on my own, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything well."

"If you can't do it well, learn; if you fail, try again," Qin Feng said. "Nobody is born knowing how to do things. Besides, I'll back you up, what are you afraid of?"

Qin Yang fell silent. He looked at his brother in the video and suddenly realized that his brother had really changed.

It wasn't the change in his appearance, although Qin Feng had indeed become more mature and imposing, but rather the change in his eyes.

That composure, that confidence, that calmness of having everything under control—that was something my older brother never had before.

"Brother..." Qin Yang whispered, "Did you go through a lot in Black Continent?"

Qin Feng didn't answer directly, but simply said, "Everyone goes through things and grows. Yangyang, it's time for you to grow up too."

"But I don't know what to do," Qin Yang said, distressed. "I feel like I want to do everything, yet I don't want to do anything. I envy others when they succeed in starting their own businesses, I envy others when they travel the world, I envy others when they stay at home playing games... I'm just a walking contradiction."

"Then take your time to think it over," Qin Feng said patiently. "No rush. You can look around first, go to different places, meet different people, and do different things. Once you find what you truly like, then decide what to do."

"Then...how much will that cost..." Qin Yang asked somewhat embarrassedly.

"Don't worry about the money," Qin Feng said. "I'll transfer some money to you later, enough for you to last a while. Let me know when you've spent it all."

"Brother..." Qin Yang's voice choked with emotion, "You've been so good to me... I... I'm so embarrassed..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Qin Feng laughed. "You're my brother, if I'm not good to you, who else should I be good to?"

"But...but I can't always rely on you," Qin Yang said. "I'm twenty-three already, it's time for me to be independent."

"Independence doesn't mean suffering," Qin Feng said. "It's foolish not to use resources you have. Since you have me as your brother, why not make good use of that advantage to do things that ordinary people can't do and see scenery that ordinary people can't see? Wouldn't that be better?"

Qin Yang thought about it and felt that his brother made sense. Yes, why must everyone else start from the bottom and struggle like everyone else? Since there are shortcuts, why take the long way around?

"Well... let me think about it," Qin Yang said. "Actually, I really like cars; I've loved them since I was a kid. I'd like to open a car modification shop, or become a car blogger... but I feel like that's too ordinary, not worthy of your status as the younger brother of a big shot in Africa..."

"If you like it, just do it, who cares if it's ordinary or not," Qin Feng said. "If you like cars, I can open the world's largest car modification company for you, or buy a car brand for you. Anything you like, I'll do."

Qin Yang was shocked again: "Buy...buy a car brand? Bro, you're not kidding, are you?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" Qin Feng retorted.

Qin Yang carefully observed his brother's expression and realized that his brother was indeed very serious.

At this moment, he finally truly felt his brother's current strength. It wasn't just ordinary wealth; it was the strength to buy any car brand at will.

"My God..." Qin Yang murmured, "Brother, just how rich are you...?"

"Money is just a number," Qin Feng said calmly. "The important thing is that money allows you to do what you want and live the life you want. Yangyang, what kind of life do you want?"

Qin Yang was stumped by the question. He thought about it seriously for a moment and said, "I want... a free life. Not to worry about money, not to have to put up with other people's opinions, to be able to do what I like, and go where I want to go. And also... to give my parents a good life, so they don't have to run that convenience store anymore."

"It's very simple," Qin Feng said. "I can give you all of these."

"Then... what should I do?" Qin Yang asked. "I can't just sit around and wait to die, can I? That would be too boring."

"You can help me," Qin Feng suddenly said.

"Help you? How can I help you?" Qin Yang asked, puzzled.

"The Huanyu Group also needs to expand domestically," Qin Feng said. "I can entrust you with managing the domestic business. You can learn something from it and have something to do."

Qin Yang's eyes lit up: "Really? Can I do it?"

"What's wrong with that?" Qin Feng said. "If you don't know how, learn; if you don't understand, ask. I'll send someone to help you, but you have to make the decisions yourself. It doesn't matter how well or poorly you do it; the process is what matters."

"Then...I'll give it a try!" Qin Yang said excitedly.

"No rush, play for a while and think it over before you say anything," Qin Feng said. "By the way, how are things with Mom and Dad? Did they see the news online?"

"I saw it, and I was terribly scared," Qin Yang said. "Mom is worried sick about you all day, afraid something might happen to you in Africa. Dad doesn't say it, but I know he's worried too. I explained to them that you're okay and safe, but they just don't believe me. Brother, you'd better call them and tell them yourself."

"I will," Qin Feng nodded. "Please tell my parents not to worry. I'll go back to see them in a while."

"Okay!" Qin Yang nodded vigorously.

The two brothers chatted about everyday things for a while before Qin Yang reluctantly hung up the video call.

After the video call ended, Qin Feng immediately arranged for a sum of money to be transferred to Qin Yang's bank card.

He didn't specify the amount, but simply asked for an amount that was "enough for my younger brother to spend for a while."

A few minutes later, Qin Yang sent a WeChat message with only two words: "Holy shit!"

Then came another message: "Bro! How much did you transfer?! I counted for ages: zeros, ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ancestors... My God! One ancestor... oh wait, ten million?!"

Qin Feng replied, "We'll talk about it when we've spent all the money."

Qin Yang sent a string of emojis, ending with: "Love you, my dear big brother, mwah!"

Qin Feng laughed and replied, "Get lost."

Qin Yang replied instantly: "Okay!"

He put down his phone with a smile on his lips, a warm feeling welling up inside him.

My younger brother is still the same younger brother—carefree, but genuinely adorable.

He didn't become obsequious or distant because of his brother's sudden wealth; he was still the same younger brother who could be spoiled and act spoiled.

This made Qin Feng feel very gratified.

In this world, there are some things that money and power cannot buy, such as genuine family affection and pure trust.

Wasn't his original intention in establishing this vast power to protect these precious things?

So that my family doesn't have to worry about making a living, so that my family can freely choose the life they want, so that my family can have a safe haven in this turbulent world.

And now, this goal is being achieved step by step.

The younger sister came to Africa and saw her brother's world. Although she was not used to it at first, she is now slowly coming to understand.

Although my younger brother hasn't found his direction yet, at least he doesn't have to struggle for survival anymore.

As for his parents, once he has settled things in Africa, he can bring them over, or he can go back to China to see them.

everything is fine.

Qin Feng turned on his computer and pulled up the progress report for the asteroid belt project.

Construction of the twelve interstellar warships is proceeding smoothly, and the main structure is expected to be completed in three months.

Training for a million-strong space force is also underway.

These powers are not for conquest, not for domination, but simply for... the power to say no.

In this world, often you can only protect what you want to protect, refuse to do what you don't want to do, and be truly free when you have enough power.

What Qin Feng wanted was this kind of freedom. For himself, for his family, and for everyone and everything he cherished.

Qin Feng quietly turned off the computer and left the study. He was going to see his sister and ask her what she wanted to eat that night.

This may be the meaning of power: not being high above others, not being cold and ruthless, but having the ability to change the world while still remembering who you are and what you are fighting for.

For family, for love, for those simple yet precious moments of warmth.

This is enough.