47: Chapter 47 Jiang Chen: Guys, let's livestream dismantling an aircraft carrier to liven things up!

Inside the live stream room, the barrage of comments was already about to cover the entire screen.

Millions of online viewers looked at the steel behemoth occupying half the sky on their screens, along with the young man standing on the bow of a yacht holding a strange "fishing rod," feeling their worldviews teetering on the edge of collapse.

"Holy crap! Is this background real? Is it a green screen effect?"

"Are you blind, upstairs? That's the Eagle Nation aircraft carrier just reported by the CCTV Military Channel! You can even see the hull number CVN-78 clearly!"

"What is God Jiang trying to do? Poke an aircraft carrier with a fishing rod? What kind of new suicide method is this?"

Jiang Chen glanced at the rapidly scrolling comments on his phone screen, the rogueish smirk on his lips deepening.

The sea wind raged, whipping his floral shirt. Facing the 100,000-ton behemoth charging at full speed ahead, as if it intended to crush this entire patch of sea, he showed no sign of retreating. Instead, he calmly adjusted his stance and even turned to flash a "V" sign at the camera.

"Folks, don't blink."

"You might only see this kind of top-tier 'lure fishing' scene once in your lifetime."

After saying this, he took a deep breath, his eyes instantly becoming as sharp as blades.

He gripped the rod handle tightly with his right hand, rested his left hand gently on the glowing blue "spinning reel," engaged his core, and exerted sudden force with his back.

"Here goes!"

Accompanied by a soft shout, Jiang Chen's arm swung out, creating a perfect afterimage.

"Hummmm—!"

There was no whistling sound of ordinary fishing line cutting through the air.

A dull, low-frequency vibration erupted in the air, sounding like some kind of heavy weapon charging up.

At the tip of the pitch-black fishing rod, an extremely thin but blindingly bright, eerie blue beam shot out. It wasn't a physical fishing line, but a high-density gravitational beam constrained by a powerful magnetic field!

This beam ignored distance, ignored air resistance, and instantly crossed hundreds of meters of sea.

Precise and lethal.

Like a precision cruise missile, it plunged directly into the bearing of the propeller spinning wildly at the stern of the USS Freedom.

"Snap!"

Even though he was far away, Jiang Chen seemed to hear the crisp sound of metal interlocking.

"Fish on!"

Jiang Chen roared, jerked his hands upward, and the fishing rod instantly bent into an exaggerated full moon.

At the same time, the beach sandals on his feet seemed to have taken root, nailed firmly to the deck. The anti-gravity anchoring system at the bottom of the yacht engaged at full power. Although the yacht only weighed a few dozen tons, at this moment, it seemed to merge with gravity itself, as heavy as Mount Tai.

The next second.

A breathtaking scene unfolded.

The nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, moving at full speed, had its massive hull suddenly... stutter without any warning.

It was like a stampeding buffalo suddenly having its tail yanked.

"Rumble—!"

The immense inertia caused the interior of the carrier to emit agonizing sounds of metal twisting. The massive waves cleaved by the bow instantly collapsed, and the originally turbulent wake turned into a chaotic mess due to the propeller being obstructed.

And between the two.

That almost invisible "fishing line," pulled taut and flickering with a dangerous blue light, connected the tiny yacht to the towering aircraft carrier.

This was a contest of strength between an ant and an elephant.

But strangely, the ant didn't move, and the elephant... didn't move either!

"What's going on?!"

Inside the carrier's command center, Captain Miller spilled coffee all over himself, jumping up in pain from the heat.

He looked in horror at the red alarms flashing wildly on the dashboard, which were signals of the propulsion system overloading.

"Report, Captain! The propeller... the propeller seems to be jammed by something!"

The chief engineer roared over the intercom, his voice filled with incredulous fear, "Power output is only at 30%! No matter how much we increase the throttle, the ship's speed keeps dropping! It's like... it's like we're towing a mountain!"

"A mountain? Where would there be a mountain in this ocean?"

Miller rushed to the porthole and raised his binoculars.

In the view, that damn Dragon Country man was standing on the bow of the yacht, hugging the fishing rod with both hands, even having the leisure to free up one hand to pick his ear.

And connecting to their world-strongest warship was actually that broken fishing rod that looked like it would snap at the slightest touch?!

"Fuck! This is impossible!"

Miller felt his brains were about to boil. "He's fishing for us? Is he actually using a fishing rod to fish for an aircraft carrier?!"

"Full speed! Give me full speed!"

Miller was going crazy, his eyes bloodshot. "Turn the reactor power to the maximum! I don't believe his fishing line is made of God's hair! Break it! Ram him to death!"

"Boom—Boom—"

The black smoke at the stern of the carrier instantly thickened like ink, and the nuclear reactor let out a painful roar.

The immense thrust made the seawater boil, and the entire carrier began to shake violently, desperate to break free from the invisible chain.

However.

The yacht on Jiang Chen's side remained motionless.

The anti-gravity anchoring system was a piece of black technology capable of letting starships dock at the edge of a black hole. The thrust of a mere Earth aircraft carrier was like a baby's cry in front of it.

"That's quite a kick."

Jiang Chen felt the pull coming from the rod; not only was he not panicked, but he excitedly licked his lips.

He spoke to the live stream camera, giving a "humble-brag" commentary:

"Did you see that, folks? This is the strength of a wild trophy fish!"

"This fish... pfft, this ship's vitality is pretty good! Look at that black smoke; you can tell it's well-fed! If we can pull this in today, the whole village can have a feast!"

The millions of netizens in the live stream had forgotten to post comments at this moment.

Everyone had their mouths wide open, staring blankly at the screen.

Is this the legendary "anglers never return empty-handed"?

This is just too hardcore, isn't it?

People fish and waste bait, but you fish and waste an aircraft carrier!

"God Jiang... if I'm not mistaken, that aircraft carrier... seems to have really stopped?"

"Awesome (voice crack)!!! What kind of fishing line is this? I want to buy some too! I'm going to go fish for an aircraft carrier too!"

"Eagle Nation: I was terrified at the time, feeling like my throat was locked by a mysterious Eastern force."

Watching the comments begin to flood the screen, Jiang Chen knew the timing was just about right.

If he kept stalemating, the fishing rod's energy would be exhausted.

"Alright, I'm done playing with it."

Jiang Chen's eyes sharpened, the muscles in his arms instantly bulging. His terrifying, genetically enhanced strength was fully revealed at this moment.

"Come... here!"

He roared, holding the fishing rod, and yanked it backward with force!

At the same time, the power of the gravity tractor beam was maxed out, and a terrifying directional gravitational wave slammed hard against the side of the aircraft carrier along the beam.

"Creeaaak—Snap—!!!"

That 100,000-ton steel behemoth, under the gaze of netizens from all over the world, actually... moved.

Not forward, and not backward.

But was forcibly... dragged sideways for over ten meters!

This sideways shift was practically a disaster scene.

The dozen or so carrier-based aircraft, which had been parked neatly on the carrier's deck, instantly lost their balance.

"Clatter—!"

It was as if the table had been overturned.

The F-35C fighters, costing hundreds of millions of dollars each, fell like dumplings, colliding and crushing into each other, emitting ear-piercing sounds of metal shattering before rolling and sliding into the sea one by one.

"No!!!"

Captain Miller looked at the tragic scene on the deck and let out a heart-wrenching wail.

Those planes! That's all money! That's the taxpayers' hard-earned money!

"My planes! My F-35s! You must compensate! That Dragon Country man must compensate!"

However, Jiang Chen couldn't hear his cries at all.

He watched the fighters slide into the sea, shrugged at the camera, and spread his hands with an innocent face:

"Oh my, this fish is too fierce; it struggled a bit too hard."

"Everyone saw it, right? It didn't stand steady itself and shook off the things on its back."

"This has nothing to do with me; I'm just a fisherman, I don't know anything."

After saying this, he didn't forget to twist the knife, shouting at the aircraft carrier which was already in chaos:

"Hey! You driving that ship!"

"Your ship is no good! The chassis is too light! It's not even as stable as the turtles I used to fish!"

"Next time, change to something sturdier before you come to crash into me!"