Brother, just how powerful is our family?

Three hours is neither a long nor a short time.

When the cockpit announced that they were about to arrive at their destination, the members of the observation group were invigorated.

They leaned close to the porthole and gazed into the deep sky.

In the beginning, there was nothing. Only stars, countless stars.

Then, something incongruous appeared among the stars…

Twelve black silhouettes moved slowly across the starry sky.

They were large, very large, but far apart, so they appeared as just twelve blurry shadows.

But as the shuttle gets closer, the sense of proportion begins to crumble.

"My God..." a general murmured.

Those weren't "shadows," they were twelve... warships. True interstellar warships.

Each ship is ten kilometers long—what does ten kilometers mean?

It is ten 1,000-meter peaks connected end to end, three hundred football fields lined up in a row. It is a steel mountain range suspended in the void.

"The flagship, the Universe, and eleven other interstellar warships of the same class," Qin Feng's voice echoed in the silent cabin. "Each ship is 10.2 kilometers long, 1.8 kilometers at its widest point, and 0.9 kilometers at its highest point. They are constructed using composite materials and covered with an energy-absorbing coating on the outside."

The data may seem dry, but the sights you see with your own eyes bring it to life.

The shuttle continued to approach and eventually stopped beside a warship.

Looking out of the porthole, the warship's hull resembled an infinitely extending steel wall, stretching to the very edge of the field of vision.

On the wall, countless indicator lights flashed like a galaxy, and engineering aircraft shuttled back and forth like bees.

A huge hatch slowly opened, wide enough to accommodate ten large shuttles side by side.

The shuttle flew in, like a flying insect burrowing into a cave.

"Welcome to the 'Universe'," Qin Feng said.

The shuttle boat was docked in its internal berth. The hatch opened, and Qin Feng stepped out first.

The members of the observation group followed and stepped onto the deck of the warship.

Gravity is normal, the air is fresh, and the temperature is comfortable.

If they didn't know they were in space, they would almost think it was some large facility on Earth.

In the docking hall, five thousand officers and soldiers stood in formation.

They wore uniform dark gray space combat suits, were tall, had sharp eyes, and stood as straight as sculptures.

"salute!"

Qin Zhanjun's voice resounded throughout the hall.

Five thousand people stood at attention and saluted simultaneously, their movements perfectly synchronized without the slightest error.

Qin Feng returned the greeting, then said to the observation group, "This is Qin Zhanjun, commander of the First Space Fleet. He will give us a tour."

Over the next two hours, the members of the observation group witnessed a sight they would never forget.

They visited the bridge—a hemispherical space with a diameter of 200 meters, topped with panoramic observation windows, and in the center with a holographic tactical projection, where hundreds of operators were busy at the control console.

They visited the hangar—a huge space that is two kilometers long, eight hundred meters wide, and three hundred meters high, with five floors, housing a total of ten thousand unmanned space fighters.

Those fighter jets had wingspans of fifteen meters, were entirely black, and gleamed with a cold metallic sheen under the lights.

"Each warship is equipped with 10,000 fighter jets," Qin Zhanjun explained. "There are twelve warships, totaling 120,000 aircraft. These aircraft can achieve a maximum acceleration of 50G, possess full stealth capabilities, and can operate in space and within the atmosphere."

120,000.

This number made the members of the observation group feel a chill.

All the military aircraft of all countries on Earth combined number only tens of thousands.

And those were aircraft operating within the atmosphere, while these are... space fighters.

They also visited the weapons systems control center.

The massive holographic projection displayed the parameters of the main weapon, the energy cannon: maximum power output equivalent to one hundred million tons of TNT, and a range of one million kilometers.

"One hundred million tons of yield..." A lieutenant general from the General Staff said in a hoarse voice, "The Hiroshima atomic bomb was 1.5 tons. That's equivalent to... more than six thousand Hiroshima atomic bombs exploding simultaneously."

"Moreover, it's a pure energy weapon, with no nuclear pollution, and its power can be precisely controlled," Qin Zhanjun added. "The secondary weapons are thirty-two electromagnetic railguns, each capable of accelerating a one-ton projectile to 0.1 times the speed of light. The close-in weapon system consists of an array of 1,200 lasers and particle beams."

Looking at the pale faces of the observation group members, he continued, "If these railguns were fired intermittently according to the Earth's rotation speed, theoretically they could plow through the Earth's surface in twenty-four hours."

The cabin was deathly silent.

"Of course," Qin Feng finally spoke, his voice calm, "Earth is my home planet, and I don't want to do this unless absolutely necessary."

He said it so casually, as if he were saying, "The weather is nice today."

But everyone understands the weight of those words.

This is not a threat, it is a statement of fact.

It's like someone saying, "I have a gun, but I won't shoot it randomly."

The point isn't "I can't shoot," it's "I have a gun."

The tour continues.

They looked at the residential area—a park that simulated natural light, a library, a gym, and even a small farm.

I visited the energy center—twelve antimatter reactors that provide the warship with virtually unlimited energy.

I looked at the command center—a system that can monitor the entire solar system in real time.

Finally, they returned to the bridge.

Qin Feng stood in front of the observation window, his back to everyone, looking at the vast starry sky outside.

"What you see here is just the tip of the iceberg." His voice echoed in the spacious room. "In the Kuiper Belt, we have even larger shipbuilding bases, and even more powerful warships are under construction."

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over each member of the observation group: "I invited you all here not to show off, nor to threaten you. I just want you to understand some things."

"First, Huanyu Group is capable of protecting itself and does not need anyone's 'protection' or 'care.' If anyone wants to deal with us using conventional methods, they'd better think twice."

"Secondly, I have no interest in ruling the Earth. My cause lies in the stars, in the more distant future. As long as no one gets in my way, I will not interfere in anything on Earth."

"Third," he paused, "if anyone insists on playing with fire, I wouldn't mind showing them what real fire is."

The meaning is quite clear at this point.

The members of the observation group remained silent.

Before they arrived, they had made various guesses about Qin Feng's strength, but none of them came close to the reality they saw today.

This is a dimensional reduction attack.

It's not a competition between two teams of the same caliber.

The Vice Minister of State Security took a deep breath and stepped forward: "Mr. Qin, we regret some of the unpleasant things that have happened recently. We will deal with the relevant personnel and forces seriously."

Qin Feng nodded: "I believe in the fairness of the country."