Novel Bin Chapter 99: Can I Plant A Missile Launcher?
Chapter 99: Can I Plant A Missile Launcher?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Jiang He whipped out his phone and swiped through the news.
Everything on the internet was articles concerning the revival of qi lately.
That included what country was attacked by Ferals, the rise of certain powerful Awakened who slew the Ferals and rescued thousands.
Jiang He soon fell asleep after browsing through the news for a while.
He then woke up naturally.
After climbing out of his sports car to wash up, Jiang He checked the time.
It was still 11 in the morning but he still lacked a lot of sleep.
He cooked some rice, sliced out a piece of python meat, made a cucumber coleslaw mixed with shredded carrots, and fried an eggplant for lunch, but Jiang He still found his meal boring. “This meal is at least worth ten million bucks, but it just doesn’t taste nice...”
As he devoured every last dish, Jiang He rubbed his temples and considered the root of the problem.
First.
He was getting bored of eating this stuff every day.
Secondly, and most importantly...
“The Sky Demon Cult is to blame. They latch on to me like a leech that I can’t shake off no matter what. Even if I killed two of their Decans and five of their Fiends, who would know whether they would cause more trouble for me?
“Those animals are keeping me from getting a good night’s sleep or even a good meal...”
Jiang He clenched his teeth.
He scowled again when he looked at the bowl and chopsticks on his table.
Having no maid to clean up after him was really unbearable.
Now that his lifestyle had improved, he certainly couldn’t keep cleaning up after himself, could he?
He could avoid washing his clothes by changing from set to set, but he certainly can’t change his kitchen utensils after one use, could he?
He then studied his kitchen, and realized that it was even cruder now.
There were just a few tables in the newly built mansion, upon which stoves were put simply.
“I should spare some time to contact Wang Sizhen and see how long the furnishings would take. If push comes to shove, I could just slap off the whole mansion and plant another...”
Even as Jiang He planned for his future, there was a blaring of car horns.
He stepped out of his yard to find three vehicles parked in a queue outside his gates.
The first was a white CRV, the second was something with military plates and the third was an off-road vehicle, which Jiang He recognized as belonging to Mu Wanqiu.
“Jiang He!”
A chuckle was audible right then.
Duan Tianhe stepped out of the white CRV, and came to Jiang He, smiling, “Thanks for last night, Jiang He. I’ve already credited merit points under your name, and also requested clearance from HQ for you now that Warrior Home is in its closed testing phase. You can log in to the forum with your ID number—I’ll send you the web address later.”
Jiang He smiled in return, but then glanced at Duan Tianhe’s vehicle and asked, “Did you change cars, Chief Duan? I remember you used to drive a black MPV.”
The corners of Duan Tianhe’s mouth twitched.
How could he not change cars?
After all, the Black MPV was totaled!
With a single kick, Chen Jingzhou had almost crushed it.
That was when both the man himself and Cheng Dongfeng got off the military vehicle.
Mu Wanqiu also alighted from her off-road vehicle then, and Wu Yueru was accompanying her in her usual office lady fashion.
“Haha, Jiang He!”
Chen Jingzhou laughed with his loud pitch the moment he spoke. “Your reputation precedes you, but now that I’ve met you, I could really tell that you have the measure of a young hero and the look of a prodigy!”
Duan Tianhe quickly made the introductions.
“Jiang He, this is Chen Jingzhou, leader of the Third Xibei Field Operations Division. He’s also a rank-nine senior grandmaster who had come specially to reinforce Lingzhou City.”
Jiang He walked up to shake hands with Chen Jingzhou and greeted both Mu Wanqiu and Wu Yueru, before saying, “My house was just finished and a little plain. If everyone wouldn’t mind, please come in...”
There were quite a lot of stools in the house, and everyone took a seat after Jiang He brought them out.
Chen Jingzhou cut straight to the point then, saying, “Jiang He, I have heard much about you from Chief Duan. You may be rank-six, but you selflessly put yourself on the line to defeat the elites of the Sky Demon Cult and protected Lingzhou City and its hundred thousand of citizens. That is a grand accomplishment and I’ve already requested commendations from the military...”
Jiang He promptly waved him off at the mention of ‘commendation’. “You’re being too kind, Chief Chen. I wasn’t really thinking that much at the time, and my main beef was that the Sky Demon Cult was being persistent in their efforts to take me down, denying me any peace. That’s why I fought back.”
Chen Jingzhou, who understood that well nodded. “The Sky Demon Cultists definitely deserve death. They sent a rank-nine elder, two rank-eight grandmasters and an earth-type awaken who was equal to rank-eights, just to intercept and kill me before I could reach Lingzhou to help. If you hadn’t come forward in such a vital moment, Jiang He, Lingzhou City would have fallen.”
Jiang He’s eyes lit up then and he quickly asked, “The Sky Demon Cult actually sent a rank-nine, two rank-eights, and an earth-type?”
“That’s right.”
Chen Jingzhou nodded, although he looked weirded out.
‘Why does it feel like there is something wrong with this kid’s expressions and tone of speech?
‘Shouldn’t you be panicking and worried after hearing such information?’
Meanwhile, Jiang He mused to himself for a moment rather awkwardly, and after stuttering for a bit, he asked, “Well... Commander Chen, may I ask a question?”
“Just ask away!”
Chen Jingzhou waved his large hand welcomingly.
Jiang He gritted his teeth. “Commander, I wonder... how powerful is that rank-nine Sky Demon Cult Elder? And how do I kill a rank-nine martial artist?”
???
Chen Jingzhou’s face stiffened. Unable to react in time, his native dialect spilled out, “Whit did ye say?”
Beside them, Duan Tianhe’s face dropped and he couldn’t help exclaiming, “Jiang He, don’t even think about it! Rank-nine champions are as brutally powerful as they were formidable in spirit, and they are capable of fusing martial arts into the will of their martial arts. The best of them could even control the power of concepts, and their every single move would embody the power of the world. Even if you had demonstrated that you are able to kill both Pain Star and Killer Star, death only awaits you in a battle against a rank-nine.”
Duan Tianhe understood Jiang He all too well—the only reason that brat asked that was because he wants to kill a rank-nine Sky Demon cultist.
In return, surprise was written all over Jiang He’s face and he muttered, “Are rank-nines that formidable? Looks like I definitely wouldn’t win...”
There was vague disappointment in his tone.
Later, after a few more exchanges, Chen Jingzhou rose to his feet, saying, “Well, there’s much work waiting back at base, so I won’t bother you for now. Jiang He, your commendation would soon be granted, so I’ll see you again soon when I personally award it to you.”
“You’re too kind, Commander Chen.”
Jiang He was about to decline his reward courteously, but withdrew his words as an idea struck him, and said, “Commander Chen. If the military is really keen on awarding me a commendation, could I request for something like weapons or explosives?”
After all, Dumbo and Trumbo, who were supposed to watch his house had not really developed.
Jiang He was a little worried about having them guard the yard.
However, the military could provide weapons and munitions with more firepower, such as rocket launchers and gatling guns. Who knows? When he gets his hands on some and strengthened them with his mysterious soil, there might be surprises in store.
Jiang He could even see it: Dumbo, carrying a rocket launcher and firing it...
And how much more devastating could the firepower a planted rocket launcher be?
“Hmmm...
“I wonder if rocket launcher or missile launchers could be planted, though...”