Ram City.
Police Station.
Having been forewarned, Chen Ke immediately called Han Fei to report his safe arrival as soon as he landed.
Curiously, as soon as Chen Ke's call to report his safety ended, the police station received a report.
A bomb had exploded on Bus No. 79, with passengers still on board!
Han Fei looked puzzled at his phone, feeling something was off but unable to pinpoint it.
Everything had been fine recently, no incidents. How come as soon as Chen Ke returned, something happened? Could this guy be a jinx or something!
Meanwhile, at Baiyun Airport, Chen Ke sneezed several times: "Who's cursing me?"
After parting ways at the airport, Chen Ke went straight home.
Xu Mo, on the other hand, contacted the person from the yacht company who had called him earlier, and they agreed to meet at 3 PM for the final handover.
...
At 3 PM.
Xu Mo arrived at the yacht dock with four women.
As soon as they arrived, a middle-aged man in a suit approached them.
"Are you Mr. Xu Mo?"
"Yes, that's me," Xu Mo nodded.
The man waved his phone.
"We just spoke on the phone. I'll take you to see the yacht you purchased from our company. It's currently docked here, Mr. Xu, Mrs. Xus, this way please."
Mrs. Xu? And "s"? Xu Mo couldn't help but glance at the four women behind him, seeing no unusual reactions, he decided not to explain.
If the four ladies didn't say anything, what was there to explain?
Following the man, they arrived at the dock.
Numerous yachts, mostly small to medium-sized, were docked, not particularly impressive.
The most eye-catching yacht at the dock was a brand-new white one, also the largest in the entire dock.
In the next moment, the man pointed to this white yacht.
"Mr. Xu, this is the yacht you ordered from our company."
"This big?" Yang Jingxuan couldn't help but speak up before Xu Mo could.
Xu Mo's yacht, standing among the others, had a sense of standing out.
Compared to the other yachts, Xu Mo's was a behemoth, almost ten times larger!
Not just Yang Jingxuan, but Zhou Qiaoqiao, Li Jiaxin, and even the wealthiest among them, An Youyi, were all wide-eyed in shock.
Although An Youyi didn't own a yacht herself, her father did. Xu Mo's yacht was significantly larger than her father's...
"Mr. Xu's yacht is one of our company's latest models, also the largest and most luxurious yacht we've ever built. There's only one of its kind, and we won't be making another. It perfectly showcases Mr. Xu's status," the man was quick to flatter: "Mr. Xu, what do you think?"
Big? It's okay, certainly not as big as my aircraft carrier, this size is just so-so... Xu Mo casually replied: "It's fine, quite large."
The man's expression froze.
Fine?
Quite large?
It sounded so dismissive!
This yacht, almost a giant among yachts, was one of the largest and most luxurious in the world.
Yet in Xu Mo's eyes, it was just "fine"?
Did this mean he owned an aircraft carrier or something!?
Of course, the man only vented in his mind, never daring to say such things out loud.
After all, Xu Mo was a super-big client for their company. Offending him would mean instant dismissal.
"Shall I take you all up for a tour? The yacht is equipped with a variety of facilities, practically everything you could need."
"Sure," Xu Mo nodded.
"Please follow me, I'll take you up," the man gestured for them to follow.
As they walked, he continued to introduce.
"This yacht is 164 meters long, six stories high, capable of accommodating at least 120 crew members and guests. The facilities are quite comprehensive, including a gym, swimming pool, four auxiliary speedboats, hot spring baths, saunas, a cinema, massage rooms, bars, and so on."
"Oh, and there's a helipad on the top deck with a Cabri G2 helicopter. You don't need to pay extra for it; it's a complimentary gift from us."
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "???"
Yang Jingxuan: "???"
An Youyi: "???"
Li Jiaxin: "???"
What?
A helipad? A yacht with a helipad!?
And they're throwing in a helicopter!?
"The helicopter isn't cheap, giving it away won't be a loss?" Zhou Qiaoqiao wondered.
"You jest, the helicopter, though not cheap, is nothing compared to the price of Mr. Xu's yacht," the man explained with a smile.
What's the cost of a helicopter? The yacht is the real deal!
Even if they gave away ten helicopters, the company would still make a profit.
Hearing the man's introduction, Xu Mo finally nodded in approval. Although the yacht looked just big on the outside, the interior facilities were indeed quite comprehensive.
Especially the part about giving away a helicopter, Xu Mo liked that.
Although the helicopter wasn't expensive, at least they offered it, showing good intentions.
Now, Xu Mo had all three types of transportation: land, sea, and air.
"The bottom floor isn't much to see, just the control room and some rooms for the crew. There's also a 30,000-kilowatt diesel generator that powers the yacht's electricity."
"Let's go to the second floor, please follow me. There's an elevator here, very convenient for going up and down, no need to climb stairs."
"Wow, there's even an elevator..." An Youyi was stunned.
Her father owned a yacht, and she had been on it many times, but it paled in comparison to Xu Mo's.
This was the first time An Youyi had heard of a yacht with a helipad and an elevator...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
