Chapter 66: Piloting a Fighter Jet

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Piloting a Fighter Jet

Over time, Shen Yun had gradually eased into his new identity. As the strongest, he had no choice but to stand at the forefront and constantly inspire confidence in others. He used to be such a low-profile person, so this sudden shift to a high-profile life still felt a bit unnatural. He sighed emotionally.

"We have prepared a luxury chartered flight. You can get some sleep on the plane, Mr. Shen. If you need anything, just let me know. My name is Jasper," the man introduced himself.

"No, that won’t be necessary. I’ll travel my own way." Shen Yun shook his head slowly with a mysterious smile. "I will notify you when the time comes."

"I see..." Jasper nodded.

Everything revolved around Shen Yun’s preferences. This time, they were placing an unprecedented emphasis on peace and friendship. Crises always possessed the remarkable ability to crush arrogance in the shortest time possible.

As for Shen Yun’s chosen method of travel... he was going to fly a fighter jet!

That’s right—he now possessed a fighter jet that completely belonged to him, and it was the latest domestically produced model, too! With Xiao Jiu around, operating it wouldn’t be a problem. He could even store extra jet fuel inside the Tripod Cauldron to enhance its long-distance flight capabilities.

The only pity was that Enlightening her required twice as much energy as a tank. He decided to wait until his strength improved and his energy-gathering speed increased before performing the Enlightenment.

After wrapping up his conversation with Jasper, Shen Yun returned to his room. Vierlia and a stony-faced Alberta were both waiting there. Among all the Golden Core cultivators in China, Shen Yun would be the only one making this trip.

"Well, I’ll have to trouble you to temporarily stay inside my magical artifact," Shen Yun said, taking out the Tripod Cauldron.

"This is far too dangerous, Your Majesty Vierlia!" Alberta no longer bothered to hide his wariness toward Shen Yun. "This man has been spying on our world. He might be trying to use this opportunity to capture Your Majesty."

"Heh." Shen Yun merely let out a light chuckle of disdain, keeping his gaze firmly on Vierlia.

Over this recent period, Alberta hadn’t exactly flown into a rage, but he was visibly losing his patience.

"You must understand, Alberta, that if Shen Yun wanted to harm me, he would have had countless opportunities to do so." Vierlia had also noticed that something was off about Alberta.

In the past, he had merely been a bit rigid, but now, he was acting nothing like a strictly disciplined Paladin. Restraining anger and prejudice were the most basic codes of conduct for the Paladins of the Holy Hall. Not to mention, the Holy Light Law they cultivated had the effect of suppressing desires. This led her to a very terrible suspicion. She would have to find a time to warn Shen Yun.

"If Vierlia is worried, she can travel there using another method. But Alberta, you are still a criminal suspect, so you don’t have a choice in the matter. Or perhaps..." Shen Yun pinched a pellet between his fingers and narrowed his eyes. "Do you want to fight me again?"

Alberta ultimately said nothing. He was enduring it.

This only made Shen Yun increasingly vigilant. There had to be a specific reason why the man was holding back—perhaps he was waiting for an opportunity, or maybe something else. However, after storing them away in the Tripod Cauldron’s space, Shen Yun secretly chuckled to himself.

Although the inside of the Tripod Cauldron formed a rather large self-contained space, there was no light and no room to move around. Anyone inside would fall into a state of deep slumber. Aside from the artifact’s master, Xiao Jiu, even a Golden Core cultivator couldn’t resist its effects. Since Alberta was locked inside, he could just stay in there and behave for now.

After notifying Miao Yun and the others, Shen Yun soared high into the sky and took out his exclusive fighter jet.

The jet was several times larger than a tank. Its length alone spanned over twenty meters, with a wingspan of thirteen meters. Its silver-gray fuselage, sleek flat design, and streamlined bullet-like nose delivered an indescribable sense of awe to anyone who laid eyes on it. If she turned out to be female after Enlightenment, she would definitely be a stunning beauty.

Shen Yun had Xiao Jiu support the jet with Spiritual Power while he carefully climbed into the cockpit according to the instructions. There was no need to wear a specialized flight suit; he simply put on his helmet, slowly started the engine, and gripped the control stick tightly with both hands.

VRRRR!

The roar of the engine gradually swelled. Soon after came an increasingly intense sensation of being pushed back into his seat. Even without any reference points in the sky, Shen Yun could feel himself accelerating faster and faster! A rush of adrenaline filled him with exhilaration.

"Let’s take it slow, Xiao Jiu," Shen Yun said, maintaining absolute focus. "You give the word, and I’ll execute."

"Okay..." Xiao Jiu’s voice was soft and gentle.

Her master was always like this. No matter how excited he got, he would never act recklessly. He cherished his belongings deeply; even the slightest bit of damage would make his heart ache.

With Xiao Jiu’s assistance, the fighter jet’s flight gradually smoothed out. After circling in the sky for a while, Shen Yun steered it in a specific direction according to the guidance from ground control.

This allowed ground control to breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, they were utterly shocked. A man who had never touched an aircraft before was suddenly flying a fighter jet! Relying solely on instructional videos and a manual, he was actually flying it quite decently.

Such a feat would have been completely impossible in the past. After all, fighter pilots were universally recognized as the most expensive military personnel to train in the world, bar none! Even the military’s own Golden Core cultivator couldn’t pull this off! Was Perfected Thunder’s brain actually a computer?

What was even more commendable was how reliably he flew. He didn’t attempt any highly difficult maneuvers that exceeded the aircraft’s design limits. They could only marvel that he truly lived up to his reputation as a genius who reached the absolute pinnacle the moment he entered the Golden Core stage.

Meanwhile, as Shen Yun made his way toward America, Annie was caught in a fierce argument with his teacher.

"Why!" Annie yelled, his voice so loud that the entire room trembled slightly. "Why do we have to stop? Just because that Chinese man is coming? Why should I be afraid of him?!"

"My poor Annie." The black mist gently caressed Annie’s face. "The pain of others is our joy, but our pain will also become the joy of others. If we want to stay happy forever, we must not let others be happy. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I don’t understand! I don’t understand!" Annie jumped up and down, stomping hard on the floor, his voice tinged with sobs. He couldn’t comprehend it at all.

"If you don’t understand, then listen carefully!" the black mist suddenly raised its voice. "I am not fully prepared yet. I still need to conduct more experiments. Before that, I don’t want to see you die a worthless death! That would bring me pain!"

"Liar, liar..." Annie curled up in a corner, weeping heartbrokenly.

In his eyes, the black mist had suddenly become exactly like his parents, his doctors, and his teachers.

However, Ludwig genuinely viewed him as a disciple. Upon their first meeting, he had seen a reflection of his own past in Annie—that helplessness, that tragic beauty of being oppressed and abandoned by the entire world. Therefore, he didn’t want him to simply die just like that.