Brother, just how powerful is our family?

Just as Chen Shaohua's convoy left Huai County, Qin Feng had already returned to his office on the top floor of the industrial park's administrative center.

He didn't turn on the lights, but stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the city lights gradually illuminate the view outside.

The cool evening breeze of April blew in through the half-open window, ruffling the hair on his forehead.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Qin Yao followed him in, looking somewhat worried.

She keenly noticed that her brother's entire demeanor changed after he returned from the meeting room.

It was the calm that comes after a predator has been disturbed, a stillness that concealed a dangerous undercurrent.

Qin Feng turned around, his face expressionless: "Pack your things, we're going to Black Continent."

"Now?" Qin Yao was taken aback. "So suddenly?"

"Yes, now." Qin Feng had already picked up his phone and started making arrangements. "Go and get ready. See you at the airport in half an hour."

He didn't explain, and Qin Yao didn't ask any further questions.

The unspoken understanding between the siblings taught them that some things didn't need to be explained too clearly.

Qin Feng then dialed an encrypted number.

The call was quickly connected, and it was Director Chen from the Ministry of State Security speaking respectfully: "Mr. Qin, what are your instructions?"

"Director Chen, could you please pass on a message for me?" Qin Feng's voice was calm and even. "Please have the National Astronomical Observatories, or any other capable astronomical observation institution, observe the coordinates below the asteroid belt at 10:00 PM tonight."

He recited a string of precise coordinates, then added, "Tell them to pay attention to what shouldn't be there."

Director Chen noted down the coordinates. Although he was full of doubts, he didn't ask any further questions: "Okay, Mr. Qin, I'll pass it on right away."

"In addition," Qin Feng continued, "please have the relevant departments assemble an observation team to arrive at my base in Black Continent tomorrow. I will personally receive them and show them some... interesting things."

"Observation team? What's their status?"

"The standards that can be approved," Qin Feng said directly. "I need them to see things for themselves before making a judgment."

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Director Chen understood: "I understand. I will report immediately and get back to you as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Feng looked out at the night sky with a deep gaze.

He didn't want to reveal his hand so soon. But some people, until they see the real deal, will always harbor wishful thinking.

Let them see.

Look how ridiculous the so-called "family power" and "network of relationships" are in the face of absolute power.

Half an hour later, at the airport.

Qin Feng's private jet is ready for takeoff.

Qin Feng and Qin Yao boarded the plane, followed closely by ten security guards.

The cabin door closed, the engines roared, and the plane soared into the night sky.

"Brother, what happened?" Qin Yao finally couldn't help but ask after the plane had stabilized.

Qin Feng handed his sister a glass of juice, his tone relaxed: "It's nothing serious, just that some people want to take a bite out of our cake. I'll take them to see how big our cake is and how sharp their knife is."

Qin Yao seemed to understand, but seeing her brother's composed demeanor, she felt reassured.

Meanwhile, in Yanjing (Beijing).

The emergency conference room of the Ministry of State Security was brightly lit.

Director Chen reported Qin Feng's request to his superiors verbatim.

Several generals with stars on their shoulders and several senior officials from different ministries were sitting in the conference room.

"Asteroid belt coordinates? Observations?" A general frowned. "What does Qin Feng mean by this?"

"He showed us 'things that shouldn't have been there in the first place,'" Director Chen repeated Qin Feng's words. "He also said that we should send an observation group to Africa, and he would take us to see 'interesting things.'"

The meeting room fell silent.

Those present were all intelligent people, and they quickly realized that Qin Feng was demonstrating his strength.

Moreover, it's not an ordinary exhibition; it's the kind of exhibition that "won't let you sleep after seeing it."

"Contact the observatory," the vice minister presiding over the meeting ordered decisively. "Observe precisely at 10:00 AM according to the coordinates Qin Feng provided. Transmit all data back here in real time."

"Where is the observation group?"

"Assemble the team," the vice minister decided. "I will personally lead the team, which will include responsible comrades from the General Armaments Department, the General Staff Department, the State Administration of Science, Technology and Industry for National Security, and the Ministry of State Security. We will depart first thing tomorrow morning."

The order was quickly relayed.

The National Astronomical Observatories, the Purple Mountain Observatory, several large radio telescope bases... all institutions capable of observing the asteroid belt received emergency orders.

9:50 p.m.

In the control room of a large radio telescope deep in the mountains, technicians are on high alert.

They didn't know why they needed to observe this particular coordinate, but the order came from the highest level and was not to be questioned.

"Thirty seconds left in the countdown."

"Twenty seconds."

"Ten seconds."

"Five, four, three, two, one!"

The telescope slowly rotated, aiming at that seemingly ordinary patch of starry sky.

At first, the screen showed only a typical asteroid belt scene, with countless fragments of rock, ice crystals, and dust slowly swirling in the void.

These are remnants from the formation of the solar system, and have remained so for billions of years.

But soon, the technician's expression changed.

"Wait... zoom in on that area."

Zoom in on the image, and zoom in again.

The control room was deathly silent.

At specific coordinates in the asteroid belt, twelve enormous objects were found suspended in what should have been an empty void.

Those were twelve warships.

Each ship is ten kilometers long, with a menacing design and sharp lines.

Their surfaces are covered with a special coating that absorbs electromagnetic waves, making them almost invisible in the visible light spectrum.

But under a radio telescope, their outlines are clearly visible.

Even more shocking is that these warships are not stationary.

They are moving slowly, maintaining formation, and are clearly under control.

"What...what is this?" a young technician murmured.

The old professor adjusted his glasses, his hands trembling. "They're spaceships. No, they're warships. Twelve... interstellar warships."

The data was transmitted back to the conference room in Yanjing in real time.

When the first clear image appeared on the big screen, everyone stood up.

"Oh My God……"

"This is... Qin Feng's?"

"He's hiding a fleet in the asteroid belt?!"

"What does Qin Feng want to do with a fleet?!"

The meeting room erupted in chaos. The generals' faces were grave, and the officials stared in disbelief.

"Continue the observation! Obtain more data!" The deputy minister's voice was strained.

More images came back: details of the warships, fleet formations, and even footage of small shuttle boats moving between the warships...

All the evidence points to one fact: this is not science fiction; this is reality.

Qin Feng, a 26-year-old young man, built an interstellar fleet in the asteroid belt.

"No wonder he was so confident..." a general murmured.

"The Myanmar conflict, the standoff between US aircraft carriers... it turns out their real trump card is here." Another official said with a wry smile.

Now everything makes sense.