CHAPTER 1926: CHAPTER 909: HEADING TO AUSTRALIA

After Yan Fei stepped down from the conference stage, the hall finally came to life.

Since he answered that question using four foreign languages, no one had raised any particularly tricky points for the rest of the press conference.

A young billionaire, a literary genius who can write novels, now also a research savant fluent in four languages... when one person possesses too many genius traits, people naturally become less inclined to doubt them.

Aside from the students, many in the hall had rich life experiences from traveling extensively. There is a truth everyone understands: people are not born equal.

Not only do individuals come from different family and social environments, but also, human abilities vary greatly.

Some are born as idiots or crippled, some suffer from incurable diseases, some can’t learn no matter how much they try, while others are gifted with photographic memories and incredible recall...

There are always those few geniuses who, being born with talents, provoke envy but not jealousy.

Because the gap is so wide, so wide that it leads to despair.

Even at the impromptu peer exchange meeting after the press conference, many peers much older than Yan Fei, even older than Yan Wenhai, discussed issues with him in a consultative tone—something truly rare in the industry circle.

Of course, these peers were not solely impressed by Yan Fei’s linguistic skills. They all had connections with Agricultural University’s students and teachers and had indeed verified the role Yan Fei played in the entire experiment process.

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When Xu Xiaoyan drove Yan Fei home in the afternoon, Yan Fei kept rubbing his face along the way—maintaining a smile is actually quite a challenging task. Handling the morning’s press conference and then dealing with the luncheon was actually more exhausting than hunting dinosaurs.

Back at home, there was no peace; the phone kept ringing non-stop, with congratulatory calls coming in one after another.

The media’s efficiency was impressive; by lunchtime, the Provincial Station had already aired news from the press conference.

However, Yan Fei’s mind was no longer on this; his plan to buy a ranch had officially been put on the agenda.

Besides discussing it on the yacht with a few youngsters, like The Fifth Young Master Guo, Yan Fei had only talked it over with his wife. He hadn’t told anyone else, not planning to announce it until it was finalized.

Wen Le and his team came over a couple of days ago and left with a stack of thick documents, which included the materials Yan Fei had prepared for patent processing.

Letting Wen Le and the others handle these tasks was even less effortful than if Yan Fei had done them himself.

Actually, Wen Le and the team weren’t working on their own either. Yan Fei had just learned that there’s such a special group in the Capital that deals with navigating various departments.

With specialized skills, some tasks that would otherwise exhaust oneself can be easily outsourced to them for a fee, and one can just wait at home for the results. Moreover, they guarantee a faster and better outcome than doing it yourself.

After returning to the Capital, Wen Le and his team began focusing entirely on the pharmaceutical factory.

The group used to be laid-back and all young, so it wasn’t easy to make them settle down at once, even if there were lucrative businesses involved, as it wouldn’t necessarily show immediate results.

What truly brought immediate results was the reappearance of the mysterious event on the news.

Several ships disappeared simultaneously, and the mysterious images of parts cut from two ships were shocking. Just as Yan Fei thought, many news outlets published maps indicating with certainty that a time-space rift briefly occurred there.

Not only did domestic news make such reports, but news in other countries said similar things. Everyone more or less agreed unanimously to blame time-space rifts, with various experts and professors explaining the phenomenon.

American media even released findings from a ’well-known laboratory,’ accompanied by some unintelligible data to prove that Earth might be entering a phase of increased activity, causing these time-space rifts to occur in multiple locations, and so on.

While the media clamored loudly, no one mentioned organizing investigation teams.

Probably, even if research were to be conducted, it would be done discreetly and using small boats; there would definitely be no large-scale operations—money isn’t for this kind of wasteful spending, losing ships every now and then could soon have America resorting to canoes to conquer the Pacific!

After watching the news, Wen Le and his team couldn’t get any good sleep during Yan Fei’s busy days.

Just the thought was terrifying; luckily, their chosen route was farther from there. Otherwise, if they’d encountered such a mysterious event, who knows what the consequences would have been!

The unknown is the most frightening thing.

Xiaohe and the others also came when Wen Le came to pick up documents. When the mysterious event was mentioned, they joked about whether it could send them back in time—just like many movies suggest, they might be sent back hundreds or even thousands of years.

Although it was a joke, the fear in their tone was unmistakable.

Yan Fei didn’t mind adding fuel to the fire: "What if, like I wrote in my novel, our little boat would likely get wiped out faster than others? We might already be Ichthyosaur dung by now!"

Everyone then thought of the currently popular movie for which Yan Fei was the original author.