68: Chapter 68 The Empress's Tribute: A Damaged Starship

"Rumble—!!!"

Deep in the Far North Ice Plains, an earth-shattering roar shattered millions of years of silence.

Tons of high explosives detonated simultaneously.

The once impenetrable glacier surface was torn apart as if by an invisible giant hand. Countless shards of ice mixed with frozen earth shot into the sky, turning into a sky full of white dust that obscured the gray sky of the Wasteland.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Grand Commander Lei Zhen waved his large, fan-like hands to disperse the smoke and dust in front of him. Before he could even spit the dirt out of his mouth, he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

It wasn't just him.

All the elite soldiers of Dawn City present, and even Zero, the scientist who usually only stared at data, had their mouths wide open, their eyeballs bulging so much they were about to pop out of their sockets.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

In the huge ice valley that had been blasted open, a behemoth that defied description was lying there quietly.

It was not the piecemeal machinery common in the Wasteland, nor was it the crude industrial product filled with rivets and black smoke.

It was a... ship.

A ship that was entirely silver-white, five hundred meters long, with lines so smooth it looked as if it were formed by gathered water droplets—an interstellar warship!

Although its left wing was broken, revealing the charred and complex energy conduits inside; although its hull was covered with meteorite impact craters of various sizes, like a veteran who had seen much of life.

But the technological beauty that transcended time and dimensions, and the domineering aura that made it seem as if it would break through the atmosphere and roam the star sea in the next second, still made everyone who witnessed it feel a shudder from the depths of their souls.

"My god..."

Grand Commander Lei Zhen muttered to himself, and the heavy machine gun in his hand clattered to the ground. "Is... is this the vehicle of a god?"

In front of this giant ship, humans were as small as the ants beneath their feet.

Jiang Wanqiu stood at the edge of the ice cliff.

The cold wind tousled her silver hair, but it could not extinguish the burning flame in her eyes.

She looked at the steel behemoth that had just seen the light of day again, and a look of extreme satisfaction curled the corners of her mouth.

This was what she was looking for.

This was the ultimate sacrifice that only the Father God deserved to possess!

She raised the communicator on her wrist and sent a message to that familiar avatar, a message that would make Jiang Chen's heart stop:

[Jiang Wanqiu: Father God! Did you see it?]

[Jiang Wanqiu: This is the final treasure guarded by the ruins! A big iron bird from the stars!]

[Jiang Wanqiu: Although it looks a bit dilapidated and leaks air in some places, Zero said that its core engine—that thing called the 'antimatter reactor'—is still beating!]

[Jiang Wanqiu: I want to offer it to you! Only such a majestic vehicle that can fly into the sky is worthy of your supreme status! Even if it's just used as a means of transport for you, it is its honor!]

On this side of the screen.

Jiang Chen looked at the real-time images coming back through his phone, feeling as if his breathing was about to stop.

A means of transport?

You call this a means of transport?

This is a frigate! It's an interstellar warship capable of blowing an asteroid to pieces with a single shot!

On Earth, this thing is the father of dimensional strikes!

"This... this is too exaggerated..."

Jiang Chen's fingers were trembling. He zoomed in on the picture on the screen again and again, greedily examining every detail.

The streamlined hull, the unknown alloy armor, and those secondary turrets that were in a dormant state but still exuded a terrifying pressure.

This is the romance of a man!

Compared to this thing, Ferraris, Hongqi bulletproof cars, or even that broken-down aircraft carrier of the Eagle Sauce, are simply plastic toys!

"Wanqiu! Well done!"

Jiang Chen was so excited that his typing was drifting. "This gift... I like it very much! Very much!"

Receiving affirmation from the Father God, Jiang Wanqiu smiled until her eyes curved into crescent moons.

She turned around and shouted to the group of soldiers who were still in a daze behind her:

"What are you all standing there for!"

"Since the Father God likes it, dig it out for me! Clean it up! Even if you have to lick it with your tongues, you must lick the dust off it for me!"

"We must send it to the Divine Realm in its most perfect state!"

"Yes!!!"

The soldiers were instantly energized, howling as they rushed towards the ice valley.

...

However.

Happiness aside, a realistic problem was soon placed in front of Jiang Chen.

As Jiang Wanqiu initiated the formal sacrifice request, the system's prompt box poured down on him like a basin of cold water.

[Ding!]

[Super-giant high-tech item sacrifice request detected.]

[Item Name: Galaxy-class Light Frigate (Severely Damaged / No Shields).]

[Dimensions: 520 meters long, 180 meters wide, 65 meters high.]

[Weight: Approximately 80,000 tons (unloaded ammunition).]

[Extraction Energy Required: 5,000,000 points.]

Five million energy points.

For Jiang Chen, who had just received two hundred million US dollars (equivalent to over a billion RMB), this amount of money was just pocket change, and he could fully afford it.

What really gave him a headache was the line of red warning below:

[Warning! This item is too large and has extremely high physical mass.]

[Please ensure the host chooses an area that is sufficiently spacious and has a stable geological structure for extraction.]

[Otherwise, it may cause building collapses, ground subsidence, and trigger unpredictable social panic.]

Jiang Chen took his phone and walked quickly to the villa's terrace.

He looked down at his own yard.

That small garden with a fountain was only a few hundred square meters at most. Let alone putting a warship in it, even fitting a warship's landing gear would be a stretch.

He looked up again at the overall layout of Yunding Villa.

This was a wealthy area, built against the mountain, with villas scattered in an orderly fashion.

If he threw this five-hundred-meter-long big guy here...

The picture was too beautiful to imagine.

It was estimated that tomorrow morning's news headline would be: "UFO Descends, Top Wealthy Area in Tianhai City Razed to the Ground, Hundreds of Millionaires Flee Overnight Carrying Trains."

"Where the hell do I put this?"

Jiang Chen was so worried he was pulling his hair.

This was like buying a Boeing 747 as a delivery, and when the courier arrived downstairs, they asked you: "Dear, is it okay to put it in the Fengchao locker?"

It wouldn't fit at all!

"It has to be there."

Jiang Chen's gaze crossed the bustling city and turned towards the pitch-black night sky to the west.

There, the beams of searchlights were sweeping across the clouds.

There, there was a fully armed security company, anti-aircraft missiles, and three thousand acres of Wasteland surrounded by barbed wire.

Western Suburbs, Base No. 3.

"Only there."

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth. "Although they are still doing infrastructure construction there and the ground hasn't been fully hardened, at least the place is big enough, and no one can see it."

"At worst, I'll crush the unfinished warehouse. It's my own territory anyway."

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated.

He turned and rushed back into the house, changing his clothes while shouting at Zhao Gang, who was staring wide-eyed at Ikaros in the living room:

"Old Zhao! Stop staring! No matter how much you look, it's just a robot; it can't be your wife!"

"Get the car ready! We're going to the Western Suburbs!"

Zhao Gang was stunned and quickly withdrew his surprised gaze from the cat-eared maid. "Boss, why are we going to the base in the middle of the night? Even planting sweet potatoes requires checking the time, right?"

"Planting sweet potatoes my ass!"

Jiang Chen grabbed his coat, his eyes flashing with a madness that signaled he was about to do something big:

"A super-sized delivery is about to arrive!"

"A hundred times bigger than that mech from last time!"

"Hurry up and call Commander Qin, tell him to take his men and seal off ten kilometers... no, twenty kilometers around the base!"

"Tell him, if he doesn't want the whole world to be scared to death tomorrow morning, he better come over and help me—"

"Receive! The! Delivery!"