"What do you think an aircraft carrier is? There aren't many in the world, and you want to find one... Where would you even find one?"
"What if, I'm just saying what if, what if I really found one?" Xu Mo continued to ask.
Han Fei didn't even think before speaking directly.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Where would such a what-if come from? Why would you suddenly have such a strange idea?"
Xu Mo casually fabricated: "I dreamed about it last night."
Hearing this, Han Fei couldn't help but chuckle. Young people really do love to fantasize.
Can you take dreams seriously? Obviously not!
He used to often dream of finding money, but he never found any, let alone finding an aircraft carrier... This is simply impossible!
However, Han Fei did think about it a little in his heart.
If someone really could find a 'wild' nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, that person would be more worth studying than the aircraft carrier itself!
This guy would be a true son of fortune, with others at most finding money or phones, but he finds an aircraft carrier! How could this be?
The country might even give the naming rights of the aircraft carrier to the person who found it, as his luck has reached an incredible level. Letting him name the aircraft carrier would definitely be a good thing.
Naming an aircraft carrier... This is a nationally renowned, glorious opportunity for one's ancestors! A hundred years later, his descendants would surely offer the first incense to him!
Of course, this is impossible. How could anyone have such incredible luck?
"You take dreams seriously... Don't think about these things. Once Chen Ke's injury heals, you two should come back quickly. I'll help you find out what the higher-ups are planning to reward you with."
"Okay, Chief Han."
"That's settled then, I'll hang up."
...
After ending the call with Han Fei, Xu Mo walked out of the suite's room absentmindedly.
Han Fei didn't take the matter to heart, but Xu Mo couldn't stop thinking about it. It was impossible not to think about it, because he really did have an aircraft carrier!
A 120,000-ton nuclear-powered aircraft carrier!
Because the reward was too large, the system space couldn't hold it, so it was stored by the system, only temporarily kept there, with a storage period of one month. If not claimed within a month, the reward would be automatically voided.
Within this month, Xu Mo could choose any time and place to manifest it into the real world. If he didn't claim it within a month, the reward would be gone.
Xu Mo had to think ahead about how to handle this massive object.
Manifesting it directly into the open sea and occasionally going to play on it was obviously not possible. This maritime giant could be taken by another country if found.
But if not manifested, the reward would disappear...
After thinking about it all night, Xu Mo had almost made up his mind. He decided to wait until he returned to Ram City, manifest the aircraft carrier, and then hand it over to the country. This was the most secure and satisfactory way for Xu Mo.
003 had just been launched, and the foreigners were probably still amazed by Dragon Country's military strength, and then 004, a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, appeared!
This would surely knock the socks off those guys.
As a Dragon Country citizen, Xu Mo enjoyed the feeling of foreigners being amazed by Dragon Country's strength!
Of course, the aircraft carrier couldn't be directly handed over.
After all, the difficulty and cost of constructing an aircraft carrier are astronomical, and it's not something that can be built by just anyone. So he didn't plan to say that the aircraft carrier was his, but intended to say it was found while out at sea!
It's just my good luck, finding an aircraft carrier isn't too much, right?
Having decided on how to handle the aircraft carrier, Xu Mo began to wonder if he, as the one who 'found' the aircraft carrier, might have the naming rights?
If he could have the naming rights for the aircraft carrier... That would be so cool!!
Which boy could resist the chance to name an aircraft carrier?
...
Meanwhile.
At the local police station.
Chief Zhang was ecstatic, with a smile that hadn't faded since he woke up.
This joint arrest operation was led by their police station, making them the primary contributors. As the head of the station, he also benefited from this, and such merit could help with his promotion!
They had wiped out many large and small criminal gangs in one go, capturing over three hundred criminals, more than they usually catch in a year.
From morning till now, his phone hadn't stopped ringing. Other district police stations called to congratulate him, and even higher-up leaders called to praise the operation they led.
From his subordinates, Chief Zhang learned that this success was largely due to Xu Mo.
At the coffee shop, Xu Mo timely noticed the issue and halted the arrest operation, preventing the police from alerting the suspects.
The man in the suit had a wireless earpiece, and if the police's actions had been broadcast through it, the mastermind behind the money-laundering gang might have fled.
In addition, Xu Mo quickly and accurately drew a sketch of the suspect, giving the police a lot of time. If the sketch had been slower, the mastermind might have noticed something was wrong due to the long silence.
It can be said that Xu Mo deserves the most credit for this success!
In the evening.
There was a knock on the suite's door.
Opening it, Xu Mo found it was a police officer from the station, whom they had met during yesterday's operation.
"Do you have time now? Chief Zhang wants to thank you and invites you to dinner tonight."
Xu Mo nodded: "Yes."
"Do you need to get ready, or shall we go now?"
"I'll just put on my shoes and go."
After picking up Xu Mo, the officer went to the hospital to bring Chen Ke along as well.
Although Chen Ke's contribution during the operation wasn't significant, he had still participated with Xu Mo. It would be inappropriate to only invite Xu Mo and not Chen Ke, so they had to maintain appearances.
The dinner was held at a restaurant near the police station, not a particularly high-end place.
During the meal, Chief Zhang found himself increasingly fond of Xu Mo, seeing him as a talent.
After a few rounds of drinks, Chief Zhang even considered recruiting Xu Mo.
"Xu Mo, how do you feel about our place? Are you used to the lifestyle?"
"It's great, I'm used to it."
"Do you have a partner?"
"Uh..." Xu Mo smiled and shook his head: "Not yet."
"Then you haven't thought about finding one? The girls in Fu Province are quite nice."
"I'd like to, but I don't have any way to meet anyone. I don't go out much..." Xu Mo shrugged.
"That's easy! I think you're quite good, how about I introduce you to someone! I have a daughter..."
Xu Mo: "???"
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.
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?"
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.”
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
