The rich and savory beef steak bursts in the mouth, with the layered aroma of red wine lingering around the nose.

  Snow-white tablecloth, pure silver cutlery, top-grade bone china plates and teacups, dim and ambiguous lighting.

  In the corner of the house, a female pianist was playing a light and smooth melody on an antique piano that was said to be over 300 years old. The female pianist was beautiful, her white long dress was also beautiful.

  He had consecutively finished six specially large portions of steak, and also drank six bottles of vintage red wine. Gu Xie dust felt satisfied and ordered a cup of coffee.

  Through the misty glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, which had become a bit foggy due to years of wear and tear, he gazed at a picturesque park across the street, and let out a comfortable sigh.

  "This is the life! What was that crappy day on Heavenly Star?" He shook his head vigorously, carefully recalling his days and nights on Heavenly Star. Gu Xie suddenly appeared, and he realized he had forgotten what he ate and drank there. The fine wine and delicacies he had just enjoyed had already erased most of his memories of Heavenly Star.

  "Who cares?"

  A tawny car drove along the road to the park entrance and stopped, the door opened, a sturdy Labrador dog happily followed a green baseball out. In the midst of the barking sound, a bald middle-aged man slowly got out of the car, locked the car door with a flourish, and pulled the door handle hard.

  The big dog excitedly picked up the stick and ran back, its two front paws resting on the middle-aged man's shoulders, rubbing its big head against his bald head.

  Gu Xiechen carefully looked around, slightly releasing his spiritual energy in all directions to sense the atmosphere. The surroundings were very peaceful, with no one suspicious in sight. The people in the restaurant and on the streets were all ordinary individuals. The strongest person was in a convenience store across the street at the corner, but even his aura was quite weak. Subconsciously, Gu Xiechen glanced at the convenience store just as the strongest person sensed walked out of the door. Gu Xiechen shrugged, it was only a 13 or 14-year-old kid wearing a white judo uniform with a black belt around his waist, happily drinking from a can of cola.

  "Hmm, I guess I was a bit too cautious." Gu Xiachen chuckled to himself and muttered under his breath, "But who can blame me? This is New York, after all."

  He snapped his fingers and beckoned the waiter over, paying the bill with a large amount of cash. He also gave the beautiful female pianist a generous tip, as she had left a very good impression on him.

  Especially her piano sound, almost made Gu Xie Chen forget the endless forest of Tian Xing with its vast expanse of blood and flesh. He walked out of the restaurant, ran across the road, and took out a baseball cap transformed from Qing Yu Dao Guang from his pocket and put it on his head. The long brim covered half of his face, and Gu Xie Chen followed the bald middle-aged man into the park with his hands in his pockets.

  A happy Labrador dog is running around, it's a big and good-looking dog, it always intentionally or unintentionally circles around the few young mothers pushing strollers in the park.

  A middle-aged man holding a paper bag shouted loudly, "Whoa! Bobbie, go play by yourself, don't scare people! Hey, good Bobbie, well-behaved Bobbie, go play by yourself!"

  The big dog barked happily and ran towards a woman pushing a stroller with a baby, who was sitting on a long chair sunbathing tens of meters away.

  The middle-aged man burst out laughing, "You little rascal, haha, you little scamp!"

  He walked to the small fountain square in the central part of the park, carrying a paper bag. A middle-aged man sat on the railing of the fountain, opened the paper bag and took out a piece of bread, crushed it with force and threw it on the ground.

  A large flock of pigeons fell from the sky, their soft cooing calls, gathering around a middle-aged man scrambling for bread crumbs.

  Gu Xie dust pulled the brim of his hat and walked slowly towards the bald middle-aged man.

  He had exhausted all his strength to gather the aura on his body, but the animal's sense of smell was much stronger than that of humans. Gu Xiechen had killed too many people on Tian Xing, and even after so long, he still carried a faint bloody smell on him, which was the smell of at least thousands of lives.

  A large flock of pigeons took to the air in a panic, flapping their wings and making strange cries. Several birds were so frightened that they forgot how to fly, and instead ran wildly across the ground before tumbling into the water basin of a fountain.

  "Hey, hey, what's going on? What's wrong with you guys?" The bald middle-aged man shouted in surprise, his grayish-yellow eyes filled with astonishment.

  "Psst! Bill Rox, are you okay?" Gu Xiachen whispered softly and walked quietly to the middle-aged man's side.

  Bill Roxas stared at Gu Xiechen in surprise, rubbing his smooth head, and his sparse eyebrows jumped up in shock, as if they wanted to move to the top of their head to pretend to be hair. The paper bag in his hand fell to the ground with a rustle, and Bill Roxas grabbed Gu Xiechen's arm and pulled him to run towards the small woods at the edge of the square.

  Bill Roxas rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, shakily putting one in his mouth. Gu Xianchen took out a lighter and lit the cigarette for him. Bill's heart was racing to an extreme point, his lips trembling violently as he struggled to get the flame to stay on the tip of the cigarette. It took over ten seconds before he finally managed to take a deep drag, slowly exhaling a stream of smoke.

  "Just a couple of puffs and the cigarette was burning down to the filter, Bill Rox threw down the butt and glared at Gu Xuan, saying in a low voice, 'Good grief, Mr. Gu, how dare you come to New York?'"

  Fingers quickly played with the lighter, the pure gold shell brought a fascinating golden glow between fingers. Gu Xie dust leaned against a small white birch tree, smiling and saying to Billrocks,

  "Why can't I come?"

  Bill Rox looked around nervously and said in a low voice,

  "The chairman he..."

  He raised his index finger to his lips and blew a kiss, Gu Xie dust smiled and said, "Oh, is it him? Hmm, do you think I dare to appear here, what can he do to me? ... Besides, unless you tell him, who would know that I came to New York? Is that right? Bill, you won't betray me, will you?"

  Dejectedly, Bill Rox slapped his bald head and grumbled.

  "Oh, come on, Mr. Gu, betray him? Unless I'm crazy!"

  Bill Ryan's eyes were clear and clean, although a bit frightened, but his pupils were clean and free of any other impurities.

  Nodding in satisfaction, Gu Xiechen asked, "Alright, let him go to hell. Bill, Bill, you micro-engine expert, how have you been lately?"

  Bill Rox looked stunned, carefully glanced around and sighed "What else can be done?"

  Bitterly, Bill Rox stuck another cigarette in his mouth and puffed out a few smoke rings, lowering his voice with a hint of bitterness, saying, "Mr. Gu, if you were still at the Gu Group, how great that would be..."

  "Micro- manipulation expert? Oh, you know how long it's been since I've seen those little cuties? Since your sudden disappearance, all of us who worked under you, or as they call it, 'your people', have been suspended."

  "Suspended? What about your research? Aren't you working on the next-generation micro-motion engine, and isn't your lab replicating the Roman's micro-motion combat armor? Wu Gu's finger stiffened, he stuffed the lighter into his pocket and said hastily, 'For this project, I recall that I've already allocated over 13 billion yuan for you!'"

  Bill Rox's eyes misted over and he spread his hands apart, muttering in a low voice.

  "Research? Stopped... All our materials were taken away by someone sent from headquarters..."

  Now we just get a basic salary, everyone stays at home. I'm fine, I have my wife, kids, and Bobby, like Alekseyan the Great, Zhivkov, Odet, these three are drunk every day, sometimes the police take them home, sometimes I take them home, that's how it is

  Alexander, the best mechanical expert of the Gushi Group; Zhivakov, the best electronics and microchip expert of the Gushi Group. San Odet, this guy is a rare talent, he used a broken Lieberman energy armor to depict the structural drawings of the unformed structure, and measured 85% of the energy transmission channels.

  Micro-motion combat armor, codenamed "Dali Shenwu" within the Gu Group, is a sci-fi concept that can increase a soldier's strength, reaction speed, firepower and more by over tenfold. When Gu Xiechen took charge of this project, the research progress was almost successful. According to his estimates, once the research succeeded, the invested hundreds of billions of research funds would be returned multiple times. The Federal Military Department would go crazy for this armor that can greatly enhance a soldier's single combat capability!

  "Is there still someone continuing this plan?" Gu Xie furrowed his brow.

  Bill Rox shook his head and sneered, "Prussia once wanted to take over, but the most core data of the Mighty Warrior Armor Plan are all in our minds. He can't even understand the drawings and materials, and all the data is now stored in the safe at the group's headquarters. I reckon they've already forgotten about this plan."

  Prussian Tutor, the absolute confidant of Gu Zhe Dust, is the first-in-command of the research institute system controlled by Gu Zhe Dust. His main research direction is biotechnology and human potential activation, which coincidentally converges with Eulysis' research thinking. The difficulty of taking over the Great Power God Armor plan can be imagined.

  For a moment, Gu Xiandu's hands were placed on Bill Rokso's shoulders, and he smiled at him, "So, are you still willing to work under me? Hmm, double the salary of before, double the welfare bonus... The amount of research funding will also be double that of before... Hehe, I now have a lot of spare money, even more than when I was in charge of the Gu Group, tens of times more. I think it's time to do something big." Bill Rokso's eyes lit up, and he excitedly grabbed Gu Xiandu's hand, "Is it still the Great Power Armor Plan?"