All in all, although his aunt and uncle were still somewhat worried, and Uncle Wei was clearly drunk and kept picking fights with him, and An'an and Lele were both pained and happy because of his gifts, the family dinner still ended perfectly.

Probably…

After the banquet ended, when it was late and quiet, and only Yu Lian and Feifei were left, the girl seemed to suddenly remember something and sent Yu Lian a document: "This is what Dad gave you, Yu'er, keep it safe too."

"This is?"

"All the secret traditions and profound scriptures of Atomic Fist, including the lower volume of psionic martial arts. Also Dad's notes, explanations, and counter-moves against other martial arts."

Actually, the true core should be Uncle Wei's notes. Those so-called secret manuals and profound scriptures, even including the lower volume, were only items placed on the first five floors of the Virtual Spirit Temple. However, with these notes, it became a completely new "New Atomic Fist," something Yu Lian hadn't learned even after reaching Seven Rings in his previous life.

However, Yu Lian had never heard of Uncle Wei's name in his previous life, nor had he heard of the so-called "New Atomic Fist." Thinking about it, it truly made one sigh and feel terrified!

Yu Lian felt a bit regretful that he hadn't experienced the true meaning of teaching with such a hidden master through a "personal physical experience," but with the scriptures, he could practice on his own. Anyway, Yu Lian was very familiar with this aspect.

At this moment, Feifei said again: "Also, Xiao Qing just sent me a box ticket for the Foggy City Arsenal team's Charity Cup final. In addition, it seems Serena is also going to sing and cheer for the team. We can also gather together; it seems we haven't seen each other since Navy Day."

"...That's amazing! The Arsenal team has finally gotten back on track, and now they're on a roll. If they can really win this Charity Cup, they might actually win the All-Galaxy Cup next year!"

"Indeed, after hearing about their experiences this year, I've become their fan too. Well, starting this year, I'll also become an All-Galaxy fan, so I'll have more to talk about with Yu'er."

After that chaotic match, the Foggy City Arsenal team was banned from 3 home games due to fan riots. However, even with their main striker severely injured and half their main players suspended, the Arsenal team showed a do-or-die spirit and miraculously defeated the Tamil Red Monkeys team on the road.

However, unfortunately, the Arsenal team's progress stopped there. Their next opponent was the overlord of the All-Galaxy Celestial Sphere, the Alliance Steel Rose team, who had won the Championship Cup 4 times in the previous decade.

Even so, facing the Steel Rose's beautiful yet deadly thorns, the understaffed Arsenal still fought until the last moment, almost forcing this All-Galaxy overlord into overtime.

Then, the Arsenal team, focusing on domestic competitions, swept through all remaining championships they could win, then licked their wounds while quietly waiting for the next year.

All in all, the aura of a sports novel protagonist team was indeed fully displayed.

Now it's the new season; they're back on track, their home game ban has ended, and their severely injured team soul has recovered and returned to the team. It's time to strike while the iron is hot.

As a fan of Arsenal, Yu Lian did remember that the Arsenal team's first All-Galaxy Championship Cup win should be ten years later. But looking at them now, even creating a dark horse miracle isn't impossible.

If they could win the Charity Cup, it should give the team a strong boost—this is theoretically a preseason warm-up and commercial competition for various All-Galaxy powerhouses, but it still counts as a championship, and its value is not low.

After all, the Celestial Sphere is round.

Yu Lian was a little relieved; at least so far, the changes he had worked to make were all positive.

So, a small celebration is good! Yu Lian thought.

"Of course I'll go... But when did that girl Gongsun start watching games from a private box?"

"I heard she fought with her family many times, and they finally agreed to let her watch the game live, but it had to be in a private box... But, Yu'er, aren't you calling Xiao Qing anymore?"

You actually still remember that!

"...Ah hahahaha? The moon tonight is so white! So white and round and big!"

"Also, how did Yu'er know that Xiao Qing doesn't like watching games from a private box?"

Ugh, sometimes, I really wish you weren't so incredibly clever!

"Feifei, I've thought of it. I have something to do tomorrow, so why don't I drop you off in Mist Capital to meet Gongsun and Miss Mao, and you girls can play for a day, and I'll come meet you the day after tomorrow."

Feifei narrowed her beautiful peach blossom eyes, staring at Yu Lian until he was visibly uneasy, then she let out a giggle: "Oh my, I always feel like this process has happened before, sometime."

When Feifei said that, Yu Lian suddenly realized that it really seemed to be the case.

"Although Yu'er's topic change was too abrupt, at least so far, you haven't lied to me, so, I'll tentatively agree that you've passed?" Feifei pursed her lips and smiled, but just as Yu Lian slightly relaxed, she suddenly said: "Then where is Yu'er going?"

Yu Lian didn't hesitate at all and said directly: "To visit Mr. Grant on Tesela Island. It's Mr. Sonny Grant, King Uncle's junior brother, to ask that old man to make something for me."

Still, the same saying: besides the crystal, no, the core comrades, and the unexplainable origin of being a human for three lives, there's nothing else that can't be told to Feifei.

In short, because Yu Lian displayed such an open and honest attitude, Feifei's mood immediately improved a lot.

The next day, Uncle Wei didn't appear; he reportedly had another drinking engagement and left early in the morning. Yu Lian drove the light wheel 2000 he borrowed from Autumn Mountain Yawata, carrying Feifei out.

After dropping Feifei off in Mist Capital, Yu Lian turned south again and went to Tesela Island. This time, he drove directly onto the island and boldly parked next to the most conspicuous workshop-style building on the hillside outside the town.

The reason it was called "workshop-style" was because the building's design was very sci-fi, looking like three inverted aircraft components, which naturally divided into living quarters, a laboratory, and a workshop.

This was indeed the case; it was a unified house-boat produced by the Alliance. When it landed and unfolded, it became a house, but when assembled, it became a medium-sized interstellar spaceship, selling quite well in the scientific and adventure communities.

Of course, such a "building" was indeed completely out of place with the Mediterranean-style rural town below the mountain, not even in the same dimension.

Yu Lian knew he had found the right place. Mr. Sonny Grant had always had no great demands on the taste of his living environment. Although he was a master of mysticism and alchemy, he just liked this kind of sci-fi product that was equally out of place with his own style.

Yu Lian parked the car, and as soon as he got out, he saw the person who appeared at the door. It was a man around forty, not tall but unusually burly, wearing a very simple work uniform, with a rather beautiful big beard. His beard and the skin not covered by his clothes had a very strong, bright bronze color.

At first glance, he was a (traditional sense) master craftsman; he would have looked even more like one if he were a bit shorter.

"Who drives a car directly over someone's roof? Do young people nowadays have any public morals at all?!" he roared loudly, brandishing a large iron hammer in his hand.

This person was indeed more than fifty years younger than the one in Yu Lian's memory, but he was indeed the same style as in his memory!

Even after half a life, he was still a youth! How wonderful!

Yu Lian smiled: "Hello, Mr. Grant, my name is Yu Lian! I apologize for the abrupt visit, I hope you don't mind!"

The other party paused slightly, showing a thoughtful expression. After nearly ten seconds, he seemed to dig out a bit of information from a certain groove in his cerebral cortex, nodded suddenly, and then sneered: "Oh, King Senior Brother's godson!"

This statement was quite unpleasant, but Yu Lian decided not to stoop to his level.

"I've come this time to commission you to forge an item."

Yu Lian's attitude was so frank that Grant was stunned again: "...Which backwater planet did you crawl out of, you wild monkey? How can you climb the pole so easily?"

"The symbol of the Lumina sky god, about to be born from your hands a thousand years from now? Don't you have any interest?"

This time, the other party scrutinized Yu Lian for several minutes, then raised his eyebrows, revealing a sarcastic expression: "Ah ha? Did that fallen demon step on your head last time?"

"If we use the alchemy secret texts left by the Fafuer Dragon-person, such a treasure can definitely be realized. It just so happens that I did get some Fafuer Dragon-person's secret texts last time, are you interested?"

This time, the uncle finally couldn't mock anymore. He straightened his face, his eyes flickering uncertainly, until Yu Lian brought up two bottles of volcanic wine.

"Can we go inside and talk slowly?"

"...Come in!" Mr. Grant swallowed, nodding reluctantly.

As soon as he entered the room, he eagerly asked: "Hey, kid named Yu, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I want to play an interesting little game with the Luminans, and Grand Archpriest Wanda of the Wanling Sect, and the big figures behind them who support them. Of course, in the long run, I hope to create an eye in the All-Galaxy chess game." Yu Lian paused, revealing a mischievous smile: "Are you interested in playing a trick on the high and mighty Imperial Lord with a junior?"

Grant furrowed his brow, and after staring at Yu Lian for a moment, a smile slowly crept onto his bronzed cheeks: "Heh, tell me! Tell me everything from beginning to end!"

Yu Lian had dealt with Sonny Grant many times in his old age in his previous life, confirming that this guy was an old grumbler who loved to see chaos. What kind of personality such a person would have in his youth was self-evident.

In short, half an hour later, Mr. Grant looked at Yu Lian with admiration, as if observing a visual spectacle: "You little fellow... your plan, heh, seems quite fun?"

"If it wasn't fun, I wouldn't bother you to personally make a move," Yu Lian said.

"I can't be distracted while forging the treasure; you need to give me at least a month!" He changed to a serious expression: "Also, I cannot be 100% sure of success!"

"It's okay, I have a Plan B. Just do your best," Yu Lian said.

"You also have to pay for the materials," Uncle Grant thought for a moment, then added, still unsure.

"I'll transfer the full payment to you shortly. Heh, anything that can be solved with money isn't really a problem." Yu Lian felt great saying this. Such classic lines always make one feel refreshed, no matter how many times they're said!