"Sir, is this a bathtub as well? Why does it look so small?"
Fusu approached the toilet, seeing that the middle was empty, somewhat like a bathtub, and there was water inside, very clean. He couldn't help but reach in and stir it twice, then cupped the water with both hands and washed his face.
"Hey, hey... don't..."
By the time Zhou Ping'an reacted, it was already too late.
Fusu had already finished washing his face, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "Comfortable."
He had drunk some wine earlier, so washing his face naturally felt comfortable.
"Sir, is there something wrong with this water?"
Qin Shi Huang noticed Zhou Ping'an's reaction and couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"Uh... this is actually a toilet," Zhou Ping'an said.
Fusu, however, looked confused and walked toward him. "A toilet? What is a toilet?"
Zhou Ping'an quickly took two steps back, his face full of disgust. "It's a place to relieve yourself."
Hearing this, Fusu froze on the spot.
"This is the sink, hurry up and wash here." Saying that, Zhou Ping'an helped him turn on the faucet.
...
Early the next morning.
The bus parked downstairs at the hotel.
After Qin Ning and his group finished breakfast, they took the bus to the zoo.
"Wow, it's a giant panda!"
Inside the zoo, Princess Chengyang spoke with a face full of surprise, and the other little ones quickly gathered around.
"It's a black and white beast!" Sizi said.
But everyone's attention was on the panda, ignoring her.
Ying Zheng spoke, "Is this the iron-eating beast? I didn't expect it to look so docile."
"It's a black and white beast!" Little Sizi said stubbornly.
...
After seeing the pandas, the group visited several other scenic spots.
It wasn't until the afternoon that they took a plane and left Shu Province.
Over the next few days, Qin Ning took the group to scenic spots all over the country, as well as big cities like the Magic City for fun.
They also made a special trip to the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.
Looking at his own tomb, Qin Shi Huang felt a bit weird inside.
The group's final stop was the capital.
On the first day of their arrival, at noon, Elder Zeng personally came to receive them and arranged a banquet.
"Xiaofei, you take Sizi, Chang'le, and the others to play in the capital for these two days. We need to go to the base."
After eating, Qin Ning and Qin Fei left this sentence behind, then left with Elder Zeng, Li Shimin, Zhu Yuanzhang, and Ying Zheng.
Inside the cultivation base.
The few of them arrived here.
They saw an aerospace aircraft carrier parked in the open space, everything ready, just waiting to take off.
"All personnel have boarded the ship, just waiting for you guys. We can depart at any time," Elder Zeng said.
A few days ago, this aerospace carrier had already completed various inspections, preparing to head straight to the Great Ming.
"Elder Zeng, aren't you going?" Qin Ning asked.
"Haha, I won't go. Just have fun," Elder Zeng laughed.
"Alright."
Qin Ning nodded, then led Ying Zheng, Li Shimin, and Zhu Yuanzhang onto the ship.
"Can such a big iron thing really fly?"
On the deck, Ying Zheng's face was full of wonder. On the way here, they had briefly learned about some of the uses of this giant from Qin Ning.
They just didn't expect it to be such a behemoth.
Standing on the deck now, they could feel its majesty even more.
"Naturally."
Qin Ning smiled and nodded. "This thing uses nuclear power, with technical support from 'Weixing', but all the materials for the parts are produced right here on Earth."
As he spoke, a layer of light screen appeared out of thin air, like some kind of barrier, enveloping the entire aerospace carrier.
The carrier started up, and the sound was much quieter than imagined. At this moment, Qin Ning and the others standing on the deck were completely unaffected, the decibel level not much different from sitting in an electric tram.
Not only that.
When it flew in the sky, it was pretty much the same.
Coupled with the light screen covering it, the sound outside was even quieter than what could be heard inside. If you didn't deliberately look up, you probably wouldn't even know when such a big thing appeared above your head.
Because the sound and commotion were simply too small.
Soon, the carrier floated up, but the altitude was very low because it had to pass through the portal.
The portal wasn't big, at least much smaller than the carrier.
But this didn't prevent it from passing through smoothly.
With a swish, by the time Li Shimin and the others on the deck reacted, they had already ridden the aerospace carrier to the space-time of the Great Ming.
Outside Yingtian City.
Above the base, there were many people from later generations who were busy.
They only felt the sky suddenly go dark, and when they looked up, they realized it was a carrier flying over from the portal.
"Young Master Qin, Young Master Qin! I haven't gotten on board! Take me! I want to go too!"
On the ground, Xia Fei held a jade pendant given by Qin Ning, shouting as he flew up, appearing in the sky outside the aerospace carrier. This jade pendant was a special magical artifact; Xia Fei only needed to inject his spiritual energy into it to fly.
On the deck, Qin Ning waved his hand, and Xia Fei appeared there as well.
"Young Master Qin, are we going to take the Iwami Silver Mine?" Xia Fei asked.
Qin Ning nodded. "Aside from the Great Ming, we'll also go to the Great Tang and the Great Qin later."
"Isn't this a bit like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut?" Xia Fei said.
"It's fine, just treat it as playing around," Qin Ning smiled.
At this time, the aerospace carrier had already flown away from the land, reaching the sea, and was heading eastward.
A middle-aged man in military uniform came to the deck and handed a device similar to a tablet to Qin Ning.
Qin Ning recognized this person; he had seen him next to Elder Liu before, and he was now the captain of this carrier.
"Young Master Qin, this is the carrier's backup control device, basically like a remote control. Also, I've opened up some permissions, so you can use it to operate some weapons."
Qin Ning nodded upon hearing this, took the tablet, and looked at it. The screen displayed surveillance from various angles of the carrier, clearly showing the surrounding situation and environment, and could zoom in and out.
On the left and right sides of the screen, there were various control buttons, looking just like playing a game.
"Mr. Qin, can you let me operate it? Over the years, our Great Ming has suffered a lot from the harassment of these sea Japanese pirates. We've wanted to wipe them out for a long time!" Zhu Yuanzhang's face was filled with fervor.
"Sure."
Qin Ning didn't refuse, handing the tablet to Zhu Yuanzhang, and then taught him how to operate it.
The operation wasn't complicated, and Zhu Yuanzhang learned it quickly, immediately eager to try.
When the aerospace carrier was still fifty nautical miles away from the Japanese islands, he used the display screen to zoom in, then selected a location, and without hesitation, pressed a launch button.
The next moment, a missile soared into the sky. Moving at a speed countless times faster than the helicarrier, it struck somewhere on the island like a falling meteor.
A deafening boom echoed like thunder or the roar of a giant dragon, clearly audible even from fifty nautical miles away.
On the screen, when the smoke and dust cleared, nothing but absolute devastation remained in the footage. A small hill had been completely leveled by the blast.
The terrifying destructive power left Ying Zheng, Zhu Yuanzhang, and Li Shimin utterly dumbfounded.
"Wait, Old Zhu, you wasted a missile just to blow up an uninhabited barren hill?" Xia Fei could not help but ask.
"Ha, I just wanted to test its power beforehand, didn't I?"
Zhu Yuanzhang, however, spoke with a face full of excitement, "With the next shot, I will let those Japanese wretches on the island know the true meaning of heavenly punishment!"

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"