Xiao Fan looked up, a massive black shadow descended from the sky.
The raging wind forced him to retreat, making space for the black shadow to land.
Soon, the shadow landed.
Even before the system had a chance to introduce it, Xiao Fan had almost figured out what it was.
The Nighthawk Helicopter!
A classic transport aircraft from the Red Alert series.
Sure enough, the system prompt came.
[Congratulations to the Supreme Commander on acquiring the Nighthawk Helicopter. This unit is a traditional Red Alert unit, with two pilots, a maximum capacity of fifty passengers, a maximum payload of twenty-five tons, and a maximum flight speed of 300 kilometers per hour. It can be equipped with a tow cable. After being modified by the Red Alert system, this transport aircraft is equipped with lightweight composite armor that can withstand small arms and light machine gun fire. It is also armed with two 30mm autocannons and has 1,000 rounds of ammunition in its standard state.]
As the aircraft landed, it became apparent that it was designed with fore and aft propellers and had two engines.
In the game, this aircraft could carry six people, but of course, that was just a game; in reality, it could carry fifty passengers.
Two pilots jumped off the aircraft and saluted Xiao Fan.
"Nighthawk Helicopter pilot Zhang Yuanji, reporting to the Supreme Commander!"
"Nighthawk Helicopter pilot Pei Dong, reporting to the Supreme Commander!"
At that moment, Xiao Fan smiled with his eyes slightly squinted, feeling extremely satisfied.
Although he didn't receive any financial support, the acquisition of the helicopter resolved his urgent need.
Since this helicopter could tow vehicles, it meant that it could transport vehicles by air.
In Red Alert, helicopters were fragile, but this one had been improved, making it resistant to damage from regular firearms and small arms fire, which was excellent.
Moreover, it had two autocannons, which meant decent firepower.
At the moment, Xiao Fan was only a company commander, and based on the buildings he had unlocked, it was likely that the company commander rank did not have access to an air control center.
Without an air control center, he would be unable to construct aircraft, so having this helicopter compensated for his lack of air power.
Even if it didn't provide significant combat strength, it would at least make transportation much more convenient.
After Xiao Fan greeted the two pilots, he pointed to the suicide truck and asked, "Can this truck be brought back to the base?"
"Yes, Supreme Commander, the weight of the truck does not exceed twenty tons, so it can be towed by the aircraft."
"Excellent, take the truck back to the base immediately."
The two pilots quickly got to work, securing the tow cables to the truck. Once everything was ready, they invited Xiao Fan and the others to board the aircraft.
"Supreme Commander, there is still room for more passengers. Please, everyone aboard."
Xiao Fan and his security detail boarded the aircraft.
However, two soldiers remained behind to drive the All-Terrain Vehicle and the armored vehicle back to the base.
After completing all the preparations, the Nighthawk Helicopter took off.
The fore and aft propellers rotated simultaneously, generating a powerful wind that sent leaves flying and grass bending.
The aircraft ascended, lifting the suicide truck with it.
Gradually, the helicopter reached an altitude of several hundred meters and headed straight for the base.
Due to the added weight of the truck, the flight speed was not fast, but Xiao Fan was not in a hurry. He sat in the aircraft, gazing at the scenery outside the window.
Before the apocalypse, he had flown on commercial airlines but had never been on a helicopter. This was his first experience.
Although the experience itself was ordinary, the sense of psychological satisfaction was incomparable.
Because this was his own aircraft, and everyone on board was his own soldier.
One day, he would undoubtedly have a powerful air force soaring through the skies.
Moments of happiness are always fleeting, and no matter how slow the speed, it didn't take long for the aircraft to reach the skies above Shuguang City.
The laboring residents of Shuguang City, one by one, opened their eyes wide and gaped as they looked up at the sky.
Shuguang City actually had an aircraft!
Moreover, it was such a large helicopter, clearly not for civilian use. Otherwise, how could it have flown back while towing that massive truck?
A sense of pride welled up in everyone's heart as they marveled at the strength of their city.
From the ground, cheers and applause could be heard, even reaching Xiao Fan as the aircraft prepared to land.
The helicopter hovered over the inner city area and first lowered the suicide truck.
Soon, soldiers came and drove the truck away, and then the aircraft landed on the helipad atop Xiao Fan's commander's mansion.
The top floor of the villa was actually a large helipad, which Xiao Fan had initially thought was just for show, but it had now been put to use so quickly.
After disembarking from the aircraft, they could walk directly onto the villa's terrace via the stairs.
Back inside the villa, the security detail soldiers took up their positions and began fortifying the interior.
Company Commander Xu Qiang came to the villa and reported to Xiao Fan.
"Supreme Commander, after you left today, representatives from the Survivor Alliance arrived."
"Oh? Who came?"
"The tax official from last time, Xu Qingshan. He also brought the Alliance's demands."
"What did they say?"
Xu Qiang handed Xiao Fan a piece of paper detailing the Survivor Alliance's demands.
There were three main conditions.
The first was a demand to open trade with Shuguang City, with the Survivor Alliance willing to exchange gold and silver for Shuguang City's resources.
The second was that the Survivor Alliance would send troops to assist in defending Shuguang City.
The third was for Shuguang City to join the Survivor Alliance as a subordinate member, formally accepting the Alliance's leadership, and for Shuguang Army leader Xiao Fan to relocate and reside at the Film and Television City base.
Xu Qingshan also brought fifty kilograms of gold, which they owed Shuguang City from before, as a show of good faith.
He also told Xiao Fan that he hoped Xiao Fan would not refuse, and that he should respond and make a public announcement within two days.
Looking at the thin sheet of paper in his hand, Xiao Fan knew that these were the Alliance's conditions, and essentially their final ultimatum.
If he refused the Alliance's terms, it would be considered making an enemy of the Alliance.
But accepting them was also unacceptable. The first condition was fine; the Alliance thought they were getting the better deal, not realizing that Xiao Fan was the one benefiting.
However, the second and third conditions were unpalatable. Did he need their troops stationed here?
Their goal was likely to use the stationing as an excuse to occupy Shuguang City.
As for the third condition, if he agreed, once he reached Film and Television City, he would essentially be under house arrest.
Xiao Fan could refuse, but he didn't do so.
He wanted to consider a way that might yield a better solution, one that would maximize the benefits.
Before that, he wanted to hear the news from Shen Ruihui's side.
Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long for Shen Ruihui's response. The next afternoon, Xiao Fan received a vision-sharing request from Shen Ruihui.

s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.

nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.