46: Chapter 46 The Capitalist's Vision! 4th-Order Crystal Core? Just Trash.

Encased by Yu Feng's large hand, her thumb pressed heavily down on the red fire button.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom—!"

The four 50mm cannons opened fire at full blast.

In a single second, hundreds of depleted uranium high-explosive armor-piercing rounds, like a metal storm, instantly tore Lei Hu's Level 5 passenger plane into a sky full of debris.

The fireball exploded brilliantly in mid-air; the Captain of the Di Sha Alliance's first squad was left with nothing but dust.

The smoke cleared.

The Level 5 heavy passenger plane pulled up to altitude again and hovered steadily in mid-air.

Inside the cockpit, Shen Tiantian watched the fireball that had completely vanished. The extreme fear and hatred that had been building up in her heart for days were finally released in this moment.

She turned abruptly, wrapping her arms tightly around Yu Feng's neck, burying her face in his broad chest, and burst into tears.

"Waa—! Thank you... Captain brother, thank you..."

Tears instantly soaked Yu Feng's black tactical jacket.

This mechanical-ability loli, who could wield a wrench to bash monster skulls in front of outsiders, had completely dropped all her defenses at this moment, shrinking into Yu Feng's arms like an injured young beast, feeling extremely insecure.

Su Nian stood to the side, watching this scene, and for once, did not feel jealous. She pursed her lips and quietly exited the cockpit.

"Wash your face once you're done crying." Yu Feng patted Shen Tiantian's back, his fingers running through her short hair as he gently rubbed it,

"From now on, no one on my plane will be able to touch a single hair on your head. The score with the Di Sha Alliance isn't settled yet."

"Mm!" Shen Tiantian looked up, nodding vigorously with red eyes, her childlike face filled with fanatical reliance and unwavering devotion.

Just then, several extremely faint green dots lit up on the radar screen.

It was the group of independent players who had just been surrounded and attacked by the Di Sha Alliance.

They had only 7 battered Level 3 civilian passenger planes left, and they cautiously approached.

A voice full of extreme awe and trembling came over the public channel:

"Big Boss... thank you for saving our lives! If you hadn't intervened, we would all have died here today."

Yu Feng picked up the microphone, his tone indifferent: "I wasn't trying to save you. They were blocking my path."

The opposing team leader swallowed hard, his tone becoming even more humble:

"Big Boss, we understand. A man commits no crime, but his wealth is his undoing. The Di Sha Alliance was hunting us like madmen just for this thing. We can't keep it, so we're presenting it to you now as a token of our gratitude!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a highly visible aerial trade request popped up on the system interface.

[Player "Wang Hai" has sent you a trade request.]

[Trade Item: Tier 4 Wind-type crystal core * 1]

[Requested in return: None.]

Yu Feng glanced at the crystal core emitting a pale cyan light on the panel and raised an eyebrow.

A Tier 4 crystal core—at this stage on the Desolate Continent, this was definitely a strategic-grade supreme material that large guilds would fight tooth and nail for.

It could greatly enhance weapon power and even serve as a core requirement for upgrading to a Level 5 plane.

No wonder the Di Sha Alliance was biting onto them like mad dogs.

Yu Feng opened his infinite Portable Space and took a glance.

Inside were neatly stacked: 6 Tier 4 lightning-type crystal cores, 7 Tier 4 fire-type crystal cores (he had just used one), 18 Tier 4 wind-type crystal cores, and even one Tier 5 ice-type crystal core.

To him, this thing was nothing more than a single round of ammunition for his Magic Energy Vulcan Cannon.

"Keep it for yourselves."

Yu Feng pressed the [Reject Trade] button with extreme nonchalance.

Inside those two independent passenger planes in mid-air, Wang Hai and his team members were collectively petrified.

Rejected?!

That was a Tier 4 crystal core! This Big Boss didn't even glance at it and just sent it back?!

"Big Boss... are... are you dissatisfied with the amount?" Wang Hai's voice was trembling, his worldview suffering a violent shock. "We really only have this one..."

"I said I don't want it, so I don't want it. Don't bother me with trash." Yu Feng cut off the public channel chat and slowly pushed the throttle lever forward.

Trash.

Hearing these two words, Wang Hai's head buzzed. The supreme divine item that players across the entire server were fighting tooth and nail for was actually trash in the eyes of this man flying the dark passenger plane!

This was the absolute information asymmetry and gap in resources brought about by a dimensional reduction strike!

Seeing that the behemoth was about to leave, Wang Hai snapped back to reality and hurriedly shouted on the public channel:

"Wait, Big Boss! You might not want this crystal core, but I have intelligence I must share with you! Eighty kilometers ahead to the right, in the 'Storm Valley,' there is an incredibly massive flock of mutant eagles! There are at least a thousand of them, and many are injured, weak, high-tier giant eagles! It seems they just went through an internal conflict within the flock!"

Yu Feng's hand on the throttle lever paused slightly.

Injured, weak, high-tier giant eagles?

He immediately remembered the F-rank exclusive ability Ling Yanxue had just awakened yesterday—[Control].

One only needed to place a mental mark on monsters in a weakened state to forcibly tame them and make them pledge allegiance.

Isn't this a ready-made monster arsenal and a holy land for grinding levels?

A cold, ruthless arc curled at the corner of Yu Feng's mouth.

"Change course. Eighty degrees to the front right." Yu Feng controlled the stick with both hands, and the 100-ton steel behemoth carved an incredibly domineering arc through the air, "We're going to restock."

Inside the cabin, Ling Yanxue had just put on a very form-fitting yoga outfit. Hearing the broadcast, she rubbed her hands together, feeling a bit nervous.

"Stay put, I'm taking you to catch some pets today." Yu Feng's voice reached Ling Yanxue through the internal channel, carrying an unquestionable domineering tone.

The dark passenger plane spat out ghostly blue exhaust flames, racing toward the Storm Valley like the Grim Reaper.

A scene of incredibly brutal forced enslavement was about to begin.