At that moment, not only Han Fei was stunned, but also the few square-faced middle-aged men beside him.
The concept of an aircraft carrier might not seem like much when spoken about, but when you actually see one, anyone would feel a sense of awe.
It's just too damn big!
Almost simultaneously, the men all had the same thought: Could this thing really have been picked up?
They began to doubt Xu Mo's words.
Even Han Fei, Xu Mo's immediate superior, started to wonder if the aircraft carrier might have been stolen by Xu Mo from the United States...
Once this thought emerged, it became increasingly difficult to dismiss.
As someone who knew Xu Mo very well, Han Fei believed his speculation could be very likely.
He was all too familiar with Xu Mo's capabilities. After all, this was the same guy who had set fire to the Yasukuni Shrine right under everyone's noses, and even emptied the Tokyo Museum without being caught...
However, upon closer thought, Han Fei found flaws in his own idea.
Not to mention whether Xu Mo had the ability to do such a thing, the key point was that Xu Mo had been in the police station all this time. He simply didn't have the opportunity to do it; he lacked the time to commit the crime.
Thinking of this, Han Fei became even more confused.
So, where did this aircraft carrier come from? Could it really be as Xu Mo said, appearing in front of them just by opening their eyes?
While Han Fei was lost in his thoughts, several escort ships approached from different directions.
These were the soldiers who had recently been informed of the situation and were ordered to come and investigate.
The escort ships surrounded the aircraft carrier and the yacht. The armed soldiers divided into two groups, with one part boarding the aircraft carrier and the other boarding the yacht.
"Don't move! Who are you?" For safety reasons, the soldiers asked about the identities of the people on the yacht.
Everyone introduced themselves by name and position.
After checking, the soldiers verified their identities. They weren't lying, so the soldiers relaxed their vigilance slightly and looked at the group.
"Who discovered this aircraft carrier?"
Han Fei and the others immediately pointed at Xu Mo.
Xu Mo was the one who discovered the aircraft carrier, a fact they had mentioned over the phone.
The soldiers who had arrived also knew that a man named Xu Mo had discovered the aircraft carrier.
"You are Xu Mo? Did you discover this aircraft carrier?"
"Yes," Xu Mo nodded, pointing to the four women on the yacht, repeating his story: "Originally, I was with them four on the yacht watching the sunset. We had a bit of wine in between, and I got drunk and fell asleep. When I opened my eyes again, the aircraft carrier was in front of us."
After Xu Mo finished speaking, the four women also nodded vigorously, confirming that the situation was exactly as Xu Mo described.
In reality, they had no idea what had happened. It was Xu Mo who told them that the aircraft carrier suddenly appeared in front of them.
The captain narrowed his eyes.
Just sleeping on the yacht and waking up to find an aircraft carrier... This seemed a bit too fantastical.
To be honest, he didn't believe it.
Unlike ordinary people, they were well aware of the high cost of building an aircraft carrier and how difficult it was to construct one. This was truly a major national weapon!
Such a thing, could it really be ownerless? Could it have been left floating on the sea?
Meanwhile.
On the aircraft carrier.
A team of fully armed soldiers was carefully inspecting everything on the aircraft carrier. The infrared life detector scanned every corner of the aircraft carrier but found nothing. There were no other living beings on the aircraft carrier except for them.
Was this really an ownerless object?
After thoroughly searching the aircraft carrier and finding no one, the captain reported through the wireless earpiece: "It's safe. There are no suspicious individuals on the aircraft carrier."
At that moment, another soldier holding a purchase agreement came to him: "Captain, we have a discovery. Take a look at this."
After glancing through the purchase agreement, the captain spoke again through the wireless earpiece: "There's no one on the aircraft carrier, but we found a purchase agreement. The buyer is... Xu Mo."
"Uh!?! Are you sure?"
"Yes, it's clearly written on paper. The aircraft carrier wasn't picked up; it was bought."
"...Understood."
On the yacht.
Upon learning about this, the soldier couldn't help but look Xu Mo up and down.
He had said that an aircraft carrier couldn't be picked up! Who would abandon a brand-new aircraft carrier?
This was clearly bought by Xu Mo with real money!
This made more sense. Picking up an aircraft carrier was impossible. But if it was bought, that made much more sense...
Wait! Even buying it doesn't make sense!
What kind of background does this Xu Mo have? How could he buy an aircraft carrier!?
Historically, there have been cases where someone bought an aircraft carrier and donated it to the country, but that was only for an almost scrapped aircraft carrier.
But this one is brand new!
It's just absurd!
The soldier stared at Xu Mo and asked again, "You're Xu Mo?"
Did he discover something? Xu Mo nodded a bit nervously: "Yes..."
"Is this aircraft carrier really something you picked up?"
"Yes."
The soldier opened his mouth, wanting to say that Xu Mo was lying, that the aircraft carrier was clearly bought, not picked up. But in the end, he chose to remain silent, as there were many people on the yacht.
After some thought, the soldier decided to step aside and report the findings.
"We've arrived... Yes, there is indeed an ownerless aircraft carrier... Not picked up, but bought. We found a purchase agreement on the aircraft carrier. The buyer's name is Xu Mo. Yes, the same person who claimed to have picked up the aircraft carrier... Okay... Okay, understood."
While reporting, he occasionally glanced at Xu Mo, who was standing not far away. His gaze was like that of someone observing a national treasure, the giant panda.
Although the soldier stepped aside, Xu Mo, who had good hearing, still overheard the soldier's words.
Xu Mo: "???"
Purchase agreement!? The buyer's name is me?
System, you're setting me up!? You never mentioned there was a purchase agreement on the aircraft carrier!
I wanted to keep a low profile and not get involved with the aircraft carrier, just saying I picked it up.
But the system didn't agree. The system didn't want Xu Mo to stay low-key...
This way, the claim that the aircraft carrier was picked up would be debunked.
No wonder that soldier looked at me so strangely earlier...
He already knew this aircraft carrier wasn't something I picked up.
After finishing the phone call, the soldier returned to the group.
He ignored the others and directly looked at Xu Mo.
"Mr. Xu, regarding the aircraft carrier you picked up, how do you plan to handle it?" His expression was a bit odd.
Everyone: "???"
Why would they need to ask Xu Mo's opinion on how to handle the aircraft carrier he picked up?
Isn't this a no-brainer? It's not Xu Mo's!
"Uh... Hand it over to the country," Xu Mo said.
Xu Mo had already had this idea in mind.
The aircraft carrier would automatically disappear if it remained in the system space for more than a month. Leaving it there would be a waste.
If taken out, where to store it would be a big problem. Rather than leaving it in the open sea and letting another country pick it up and benefit, it would be better to just hand it over to the country.

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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?"

villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)

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.”