122: Director Long, I want to build an airplane that doesn't need wings!

When Lu Chen’s rhetorical question, filled with cold killing intent and territorial sovereignty awareness—"Isn't the South Sea a little too 'empty'?"—clearly echoed in the ears of the Chief and Long Weiguo via the highest-level encrypted line, these two top leaders of Xia Nation were completely stunned.

The South Sea...

Too "empty"?

What does that mean?

Could it be—

A terrifying thought that made their blood boil instantly sprang up!

This brat, is he seriously thinking of—

"Lu Chen!"

A terrifying brilliance, brighter than a star, instantly shot out from Long Weiguo's sharp eyes!

He looked at the calm young man on the video screen, his voice trembling!

"You brat, tell me the truth!"

"Are you planning some major operation in the South Sea?!"

"Major operation?"

Lu Chen smiled on the video screen.

It was a god-like smile, full of absolute confidence and absolute control.

"Director Long, your scope of vision..."

"Is too narrow again."

Long Weiguo felt his chest tighten!

A mouthful of hot, old blood almost spurted out right there!

That sentence again?!

Is this damn brat trying to pick a fight with me?!

I was already planning to help you reclaim land in the South Sea to build military bases!

And you still think my scope is too narrow?!

Then what do you want to do?!

Do you want to directly sink the Western Alliance's Seventh Fleet?!

"Sink them?"

On the video screen, Lu Chen seemed to see through his thoughts, chuckling faintly, his tone full of disdain.

"Those iron coffins floating on the sea?"

"They are too slow."

"And too backward."

"They simply do not match the current status of our great Xia Nation."

He paused, and a hint of crazy ambition, enough to make the entire world tremble, flashed in his black eyes, vast as the cosmos!

"What I want..."

"Is a fleet capable of reaching any corner of the globe within thirty minutes!"

"A fleet that will make every nation in the world worship it and tremble in fear..."

"The Invincible Armada!"

Boom!!!

This was no longer a declaration!

This was a genesis

Divine Decree, capable of changing the color of mountains and rivers and dimming the sun and moon!

In an instant!

Meeting Room No. 1 fell into a deathly silence.

They were utterly petrified!

The Invincible Armada?!

Reaching anywhere globally within thirty minutes?!

What kind of godly concept was this?!

Could this brat really be thinking of—

"That's right."

On the video screen, Lu Chen nodded calmly, as if he had long anticipated their reaction.

"It is exactly what you are thinking."

He extended a finger and lightly tapped the air.

The next second!

A complex engine design drawing, full of sci-fi and mystery,

was clearly displayed before everyone.

It was precisely the revolutionary and innovative

Anti-gravity Engine that he had just "drawn" last night!

"Do you see it?"

Lu Chen pointed at the blueprint, which they couldn't even understand a single part of, and smiled faintly.

"This is the..."

"Heart of our 'Invincible Armada'."

"With it,"

"All of our Xia Nation's aircraft will no longer need those ridiculous wings!"

"All of our Xia Nation's warships will no longer need the cumbersome ocean!"

"They will be like the 'Kunpeng' of myths and legends!"

"Breaking free from all the constraints of this azure planet!"

"Soaring freely above the nine heavens!"

"And become the sole..."

"Overlord of the Skies on this planet!"

His words were passionate!

Unrivaled in dominance!

Filled with the boundless confidence and

control of a young "god" over the future!

Passion!

"Good! Good! This is wonderful!"

"This is the true great nation's spirit that our Xia Nation should possess!"

"Lu Chen!"

He looked at the calm young man on the video screen, his voice trembling!

"I don't care what you need!"

"Personnel! Money! Equipment!"

"As long as our Xia Nation has it,"

"I will give it all to you!"

"I have only one request!"

"I want to see, in the shortest time possible,"

"Our Xia Nation's own 'Kunpeng'..."

"Aerospace Fleet!"

"Take flight!"

"Yes, Chief!"

Lu Chen nodded heavily!

Fierce flames also burned in his black eyes, vast as the cosmos!

He knew!

Starting today!

The world would officially enter a brand new

Great Aerospace Era, personally ushered in by him!

And at this moment.

Thousands of miles away.

In the Western Alliance's White House.

Burns and the various power brokers of the Western Alliance were still immersed in the enormous

fear of being dominated by Xia Nation's "energy hegemony" and "technological hegemony"!

They never imagined in their wildest dreams!

That Eastern demon, whom they regarded as a "thorn in their side,"

had quietly extended his butcher knife toward their last and most cherished source of pride:

their airspace!

"Report, sir!"

A blonde, blue-eyed intelligence officer walked into the Oval Office with a cruel smile on his face.

"Our mole planted inside Xia Nation's Pangu Technology has sent new intelligence!"

"Oh?"

The old man behind the desk, known for his "iron fist," slowly raised his head.

A serpentine, icy glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes!

"He says the Xia Nation people are going crazy again for some reason!"

"They have secretly launched a brand new project codenamed—'Kunpeng'!"

"It seems they want to develop a new..."

"Sixth-Generation Fighter?!"

"Heh."

The old man listened, then gave a cold, disdainful laugh.

"A bunch of primitives who can't even figure out an aerospace engine."

"And they want to develop a sixth-generation fighter?"

"That's utterly delusional!"

He had no idea.

At the very moment he uttered those words full of arrogance and prejudice,

the "primitive" he spoke of was saying:

"Chief, Director Long."

"Do the two of you..."

"Have any interest in joining me..."

"To see the scenery in the sky?"