136: Chapter 136 Jiang Chen: This is just a large drone, don't be nervous.

The air in the command room seemed to have frozen.

On the big screen, The President's face, pale as paper, was staring fixedly at the camera, and even his breathing had become cautious.

Across the globe, in front of countless screens, billions of people held their breath, waiting for the verdict from this "Commander of the alien fleet."

Destruction?

Or enslavement?

However, Jiang Chen just leisurely threw the bare iron skewer in his hand into the trash can, making a crisp "clatter" sound.

He pulled out a wet wipe and carefully wiped the cumin powder off his fingers, his movements as elegant as if he were wiping a rare treasure.

"A misunderstanding, this is truly a huge misunderstanding."

Jiang Chen finally raised his head, his eyes clear and bottomless, filled with the sincerity of "I am a good person."

He pointed to the interstellar warship beneath his feet, which was vibrating slightly and emitting terrifying energy fluctuations, his tone as relaxed as if he were introducing a newly bought robot vacuum cleaner:

"Everyone, don't be fooled by its appearance."

"Although it is a bit large, over five hundred meters long; although its shell is a bit hard, able to withstand nuclear bombs; although it flies a bit high, able to fly directly out of the atmosphere."

"However!"

Jiang Chen changed the subject, his expression becoming extremely serious, even carrying a hint of grievance at being wronged:

"In essence, it really is just a slightly larger—civilian drone."

"Civilian?"

On the other end of the video, The President's mouth twitched wildly, and he almost couldn't help but curse.

Does your civilian drone have an Anti-gravity Engine?

Does your civilian drone carry twelve laser cannons?

Are you f***ing treating me like a blind person, or the people of the world like fools?

Seeming to see the disbelief in the other party's eyes, Jiang Chen sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Sigh, I knew you wouldn't believe it."

"These days, it's too hard to tell the truth."

"Since everyone has concerns, I'll take the trouble to explain the 'core purpose' of this ship."

Jiang Chen stood up, walked to the console, and casually swiped twice on the sci-fi holographic operation panel.

"First, regarding its positioning."

"Everyone knows that global warming has been increasing recently, and extreme weather occurs frequently."

"As a responsible major power, our Dragon Country has always been committed to environmental protection."

Jiang Chen pointed to those ferocious secondary cannons and spouted nonsense with a straight face:

"The main function of this ship is—meteorological observation and environmental governance."

"Look at those tubes, those aren't cannons, those are 'high-energy air purifiers'."

"They are specifically used to treat smog, disperse typhoons, and incidentally perform artificial rainfall for arid areas."

"Really?"

The President asked subconsciously; although his reason told him this was nonsense, Jiang Chen spoke with such confidence that it made him feel a trace of self-doubt.

"Of course it's true."

Jiang Chen snapped his fingers and turned to look at General Qin Weiguo, who had been standing on the side with stiff facial muscles:

"Old Qin, give them a demonstration."

"Just find that... yes, fifty kilometers to the southeast, that dark cloud that looks unpleasant, and 'purify' it for me."

General Qin Weiguo took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to cover his face and run away.

What the hell kind of purification!

That requires firing the secondary cannons!

But he was a professional soldier after all; since the boss wanted to act, he had to go along with it even if he had to bite the bullet.

"Yes!"

General Qin Weiguo ordered in a deep voice, "Target locked, environmental work begins!"

"Hum—"

The ship's hull vibrated slightly.

One of the secondary cannons on the left side slowly rotated, and a dazzling dark blue ball of light condensed at the muzzle.

The terrifying pressure generated during the energy gathering made the hearts of experts from various countries watching this scene via satellite skip a beat.

Is this a purifier?

This is clearly a death ray cannon!

"Zzz—Boom!"

No smoke, no recoil.

Only a straight blue beam of light, like God's judgment, instantly pierced the sky.

The beam of light was incredibly fast, crossing the distance of fifty kilometers in the blink of an eye and accurately hitting the thick dark cloud.

The next second.

A miracle, or rather a divine miracle, occurred.

That dark cloud, which originally covered more than ten square kilometers and was brewing a rainstorm, was like a drop of water falling onto a hot iron plate the moment it made contact with the beam of light.

"Sss—"

It didn't even have time to disperse before it was instantly evaporated and vaporized by the terrifying high temperature, completely disappearing between heaven and earth.

The originally gloomy sky, after that shot, was directly poked with a huge, azure hole.

Sunlight spilled down through that hole, like a ray of holy light, illuminating the sea surface below.

One shot, clouds dispersed.

This is the power of the interstellar warship's secondary cannon, this is the so-called "environmental governance."

The whole world was deathly silent.

The President sat slumped in his chair, the telephone receiver in his hand slipping and dangling in mid-air.

He looked at the sky on the screen that had been "purified" clean, and only one thought remained in his mind:

If this hit The White House...

Wouldn't there not even be ashes left?

"Did you see that?"

Jiang Chen was very satisfied with this effect; he again showed that harmless smile to the camera and spread his hands:

"I told you it was for environmental protection, didn't I?"

"Look, how efficient is this smog removal?"

"It's simply Nature's scavenger."

"Besides environmental protection, it is also an excellent logistics tool."

Jiang Chen pointed to the huge delivery hatch on the belly of the warship and continued his humblebrag speech:

"Everyone knows that I started out with 'Pinduoduo', and logistics speed is key."

"With this ship, in the future, whether it's delivering packages or food, we can achieve global one-hour delivery."

"Even if you want to eat hot pot in Antarctica, I can air-drop it to you."

"Therefore, the nickname of our ship is—express."

"How approachable, how down-to-earth."

In the livestream room, the barrage had completely gone crazy.

Originally, there were still people questioning Dragon Country for engaging in an arms race, but now it has all turned into a uniform "666" and "God Jiang is awesome."

[What the hell kind of express! I can't afford this shipping fee!]

[One shot to smash a cumulonimbus cloud? You call this artificial rainfall? This is artificial evaporation, right!]

[The President: Stop talking, I believe you, okay? This is just a civilian drone, I admit I was a bit loud.]

[God Jiang's ability to call a deer a horse is simply Qin Shi Huang reincarnated!]

[Who dares to refute? Who dares to say this is not for environmental protection?]

No one dared to refute.

In this era where range is justice and caliber is truth, what Jiang Chen holds in his hands is absolute truth.

If he says it's a drone, then it's a drone.

Even if this thing could blow the Earth apart, as long as he says it's for peace, then it's a peace dove, just that this dove is a bit larger and has a bit of a temper.

"Alright, that's about enough explanation."

Jiang Chen glanced at the time, feeling that this act of showing off was about complete.

He stretched, rubbed his slightly sore neck, and gave a final summary to the camera:

"In short, everyone don't be nervous, just eat and drink as usual."

"Chenxing Technology is a peace-loving enterprise, and Dragon Country is a land of etiquette."

"As long as no one comes looking for trouble, this ship is just for show, usually taking everyone up to see the scenery, doing some tourism, and so on."

"Oh, right."

Jiang Chen suddenly seemed to remember something, his eyes lit up, and he turned to look at the huge deck outside the window, which was wide and flat, and even allowed one to see the sea of clouds churning.

There, the sunlight was just right, and the scenery was beautiful.

"With such good weather and such a good place, just chatting is so boring."

Jiang Chen rubbed his stomach; those few lamb skewers just now didn't fill him up at all.

"Old Zhao!"

He shouted at Zhao Gang, who was still in shock and hadn't recovered:

"Go! Set up that barbecue grill we brought back from the Wasteland!"

"Also call Academician Chen Shuyin up here, tell her to stop researching data there, and bring two bottles of good wine."

"To celebrate the successful maiden flight of the 'express', and also to prove to the whole world that this is truly a civilian facility..."

Jiang Chen faced the camera and showed a smile that everyone found unexpected and extremely down-to-earth:

"We will be right here at ten thousand meters high, on the deck of this interstellar warship—"

"To hold an open-air barbecue party!"

"Let everyone see what is truly... it's cold at the heights, only eating skewers warms the heart."