Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2526 - 2364: The Wolf Among the Sheep

Qingyan City.

Yantang.

Freshman Enrollment Day.

Alive with thrill.

Gazing upon the campus surroundings, new students sensed comfort. They'd labored intensely to join Yantang University. Based on the current year's admission figures,

Second-tier Yantang.

Its cutoff score surpassed top-tier universities.

Indeed.

Some even predict that come next year, only elite top-tier scorers could enter. Witnessing the steady climb in scores, a collective sigh escaped.

Fortunately.

They sat for the exam this year.

Lest.

Next year might shut them out. The most relieved turned out to be this year's sophomores. With second-tier marks in their time, they'd secured spots at Yantang.

Sheer fortune.

Lately.

Rumors swirled that post one year's undergrad graduation, Yantang University would ascend to top-tier status. This buzz seemed plausible to all.

Undeniably.

For a school.

Running research initiatives signals true academic prowess.

...

Right now.

Nations worldwide.

Discovered Ou Meng's unexpected retreat. Ceasing all harassment toward the Asia Dollar, this left countless stunned. By rights, wouldn't pride demand they press on?

How come.

Did Ou Meng abruptly lose nerve?

Defies logic.

Maybe.

A secret deal between them? Details of Ou Meng's closed-door talks remained hidden, sparking wild guesses at hidden motives.

In the end.

Unable to pinpoint the true cause, they opted to watch unfolding events.

...

Over the next half-month, observers kept collecting intel and confirmed Ou Meng launched no fresh moves, as Asia Dollar recovered its vigor.

Charging ahead boldly.

Issuing loans.

Mergers unfolding.

Defections mounting.

Even more firms embraced Asia Dollar transactions. This faintly boosted Europe's economy too. The cause was straightforward: many sellers of businesses,

Gripping Asia Dollars.

Converted them to Euros.

Then poured funds into European ventures. Though few picked this route, some clung to Euro hopes, deeming it a store of value.

These folks.

Often veterans of decades in trade.

Growing old.

Ready to retire, shunning further toil.

On this note,

Tang Qing paid zero heed. Provided these funds stayed out of global commodity trades, Asia Dollar's dominance remained untouched—let them flow.

...

September 16th.

Morning.

Reaching his office, Tang Qing vanished in a flash. Before, Lin Jiaxue's slumber let him roam freely, yet circumstances had shifted.

Lin Jiaxue began cultivation.

Level 5.

Unlocking Level 5 Gene Lock, she required scant sleep—just two hours daily—and woke at the faintest stir.

Thankfully.

Tang Qing retained his 'office hours.'

Suddenly.

A vast azure orb materialized in view.

---Neptune.

Solar System's farthest planet. Pluto, once the ninth, got demoted from planet status over size miscalculations and its Kuiper Belt home.

Moments ago.

The probe hit Neptune.

Thus.

Tang Qing roamed freely across the eight planets. The teleport node proved reliable, bridging even vast gaps,

Enabling instant jumps.

Now.

Having set a teleport node, the probe pressed onward without pause, aiming next for Solar System's edge—the Kuiper Belt.

Naturally.

Merely the inner edge. True outer limits demand the Oort Cloud, spanning light-years—way beyond current reach.

Aboard a looping orbital craft.

"Beautiful."

Tang Qing admired through the viewport, murmuring approval.

The eight planets.

Each boasts unique allure.

Slowly spinning into sight, their tranquil splendor endlessly captivates astronomers. Tang Qing savored it too, though repetition dulled the thrill over time.

Still.

Not a daily spectacle.

"Sigh!"

A soft exhale.

Short-term.

Fresh cosmic wonders seem unlikely. On stellar scales, probing the closest star system demands decades for the probe.

The silver lining.

My longevity stretches far.

Hence.

High hopes to witness alien systems. Besides, his army of scientists, fueled by endless funding, propelled engine tech forward swiftly.

Abruptly.

Alert data popped up.

"An asteroid approaching Neptune collision, currently measured at two thousand five hundred thirty meters..." Such alerts rarely reached him.

Yet.

Proximity made it relevant.

"Oh?"

Tang Qing's curiosity piqued.

Meteor strikes.

Come seldom.

He'd never witnessed one live before. Tilting his head, a tiny red marker gleamed amid the void.

Hard to discern.

Two kilometers seems big, but planetary distances dwarf it. Scanning the stats, inspiration struck Tang Qing for fresh fun.

In a blink.

He dissolved from the spot.

Next instant.

Materialized in vacuum.

Zero gravity.

Freezing cold.

Airless void.

...

No harsh conditions fazed him. Mind focused, spatial projection enveloped him; seconds later, he became a spectral form.

Shot upward.

Speed hit ten times sound barrier.

Ten seconds later.

Velocity soared past a hundred times sonic, still accelerating. Bolstered by mighty physique and spatial shield, nothing impeded him.

Shortly.

The asteroid entered naked-eye range.

Slowed.

Halted.

Positioned dead on its path by math. Facing this mountain-sized rock, Tang Qing felt no fear, arms folded behind.

Awaiting.

Soon, its massive bulk filled half his sight.

"Overclock."

World decelerated instantly. In max overclock, even bullets crawled like snails before Tang Qing—inhuman feat.

Nearing fast.

"Boom~"

Asteroid slammed into his spatial projection's edge.

One second.

Like egg on stone, it exploded mid-impact, shards scattering wildly. Tang Qing sensed only faint spatial ripple.

Then steadied.

"Impressive!"

Tang Qing exclaimed in awe.

Remember.

This rock packed colossal kinetic force. Striking Earth, atmospheric burn-up or not, it'd rival nukes.

But.

Against his 'spatial shell,' powerless. This tremor was mild; Tang Qing trusted spatial authority upgrades would render

Future shells.

Unyielding. Spatial lag amplified the force he felt inside versus out.

Lonely invincibility?

Nah.

Prefer vigilance; rivals of equal might demand swift takedown—too risky. We favor wolf in sheep's midst.

...

Afterward.

Fragments hurtled toward Neptune. As a gas giant, they sank into its fluffy atmosphere like into cotton.

Flaring bright.

Then vanished, swallowed by Neptune, adding to its bulk.

Task done.

Time to leave.

Probe's Kuiper Belt arrival promises more meteor fun, endless play there.