When Shen Yu returned to his own world, to his own company, his mind was still replaying images of those two children.
His other self, who had crossed into the Otherworld, also had a reason he could not avoid: he had to save the world.
As the original, he felt exactly the same.
Fortunately, the power within him, coming from support in another world, gave him a considerable amount of confidence.
"It's time to take some real action." Shen Yu took out his personal terminal.
Meanwhile, in a military base not far from Coastal City, a group of top scientists gathered from the nation's leading universities and research institutes were in a heated discussion.
The ever-rising voices and profoundly excited tone made their state of mind easy to read.
A few representatives stood inside a video conference room, reporting the situation.
"Our initial assessment: every piece of this technology is real!"
The speaker was a man nearly seventy years old, his face flushed with excitement, voice trembling ever so slightly.
"In materials science, miracles can occasionally emerge, but these technologies are different. What's contained within them is not coincidence or luck—they are built on a foundation of immensely powerful technical knowledge. Even from this small glimpse, the team behind these three products possesses at least fifty years more expertise than we do!"
Technology is the most direct domain to sense the magnitude of a gap.
These technologies, in the interstellar world Shen Yu inhabits, are already obsolete antiques.
But here, in this world, they are unimaginably advanced.
They are things that, in theory, no country or power in this era could possibly produce.
Unless someone stumbled upon alien technology—or technology from the future!
"Beyond the technology itself, there's another discovery." Another scientist interjected, "The documents show clear signs of being translated— some word choices, although they make sense, differ from those commonly used in our scientific community. However, the translation is extraordinarily accurate. The more complex terms have all been meticulously annotated."
It wasn't surprising that this detail was noticed.
The language of interstellar Shen Yu's world is different from that of this one.
Even though the personal terminal's AI capabilities are formidable, translation is still just translation, and without abundant data, it's hard to make it feel completely authentic.
On the other side of the video call, the recipients were clearly deep in thought.
Just these two points were enough to reveal the true significance behind this sudden "gift".
Not to mention its potential impact.
It had already been reported: any single piece of this technology could absolutely revolutionize the era.
The advanced explosive warhead materials would dramatically enhance the destructive power of individual firearms. High-energy batteries could trigger an energy revolution. Finally, the nanomechanical exploration swarm would fundamentally change reconnaissance in small-scale combat, even constructing a "God's eye view" on the battlefield.
"We must contact the person who delivered these materials!" The leadership finally issued a clear and strong directive. "Be friendly, and spare no effort to win them over."
It was easy to imagine that, if word got out, every force in the world would go insane over this.
Right now, humanity needs this era-transcending technology more desperately than ever before!
In the midst of this crisis, only those who really know the truth understand just how dire the situation is.
But just as this directive was issued, the phone under comprehensive secret protection suddenly rang.
At once, every insider became intensely focused.
The newly received message was, unmistakably, an invitation!
[We sincerely invite Mr. Huang Jingrong to meet at Haitian Building, Shen Group Co., Ltd., precisely at six o'clock in the evening]
"Apparently, the sender has no intention of hiding." Huang Jingrong spoke first, joy evident in his eyes. "Coastal City, Shen Group—I've heard about this company. They're major philanthropists, and their founder is quite young."
The others quickly reacted as well.
"This is good—very good."
"Jingrong, return to Coastal City at once and get prepared; we'll await news and respond immediately."
"Investigate Shen Group's background, but keep your methods subtle—do not risk interfering with our contact."
"..."
They had actually anticipated this possibility, but now that events were truly unfolding this way, no one could hide their excitement.
It was already known that the other party possessed an unrivaled, era-defying level of internet technology; looking for them themselves would have taken a vast amount of effort and time.
And now, time is the very thing this nation—and all of Human Civilization—lacks most!
They were desperate for a miracle, especially one like this suddenly appearing before them!
The gravity of the situation was beyond description. Huang Jingrong returned to Coastal City under direct military escort.
Simultaneously, intelligence gathering related to Shen Group was launched at full speed.
The other side had no intention of concealing anything, openly extending their invitation under the company's name!
By the time Huang Jingrong was approaching the destination, a detailed investigative report had already reached his hands.
"The founder is only twenty-six? Involved in a car accident at seventeen, comatose for a year, shortly after awakening went abroad and rapidly earned his first fortune; started with international logistics and trade, expanded swiftly..."
Huang Jingrong read through the information, barely able to hide his astonishment.
Before, he might simply have admired a brave and lucky young entrepreneur.
But now, it all seemed mysterious at every turn.
Especially noting that Shen Group had ventured into medical industries, with practical and impactful results in major diseases over only a short period.
But recalling the three sets of technical documents, he felt even this was too conservative a view.
Just their godlike hacker technology, alone, could catapult a company to giant status in no time.
Let alone eight years.
Maybe, the one sending the message wasn't actually this young Shen Yu himself, but merely an associate?
But either way, the initiative to reach out was a gesture of remarkable sincerity.
And their great fortune.
"Let's go." Huang Jingrong looked up at the building before him, took a deep breath, straightened his attire, then stepped out of the car with his secretary Xiao Xu and four security personnel.
This building wasn't Shen Yu's personally, just one he was renting.
There were other companies in it as well.
Some passing employees, upon seeing Huang Jingrong, instantly widened their eyes.
Right now in Coastal City, there was no one with a bigger reputation; it could only be the man frequently seen on TV yesterday—the Meteorite Crisis response unit's local head, Huang Jingrong!