Chapter 79 The First "Greeting" from "South Heavenly Gate"

"You... you want to throw a spatial singularity like a grenade?!"

After Lin Yuan laid out this earth-shattering plan, the entire Command Center once again fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stood as if frozen by a binding spell, their minds completely blank.

Academician Wang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he found that all the physics knowledge he had spent his life learning seemed so pale and powerless in the face of Lin Yuan's absurd, completely unreasonable "remote skill casting" maneuver.

This was no longer science fiction.

This is fucking fantasy!

"Is... is this feasible?" A young physics PhD wearing black-rimmed glasses stammered as he pushed up his glasses. "Theoretically, this completely violates everything we know..."

"Theory?" Lin Yuan curled his lip, interrupting him directly. "My existence itself is the biggest 'non-theory'."

He swept his gaze across the scientists who were already beginning to doubt their lives and shrugged.

"We aren't writing papers right now; we're fighting a war. If it can win, it's a good theory."

This simple, crude, yet irrefutable statement made the PhD instantly shut his mouth, his face flushed red.

Right, trying to talk theory with a chosen one who could "scavenge" from another dimension was just asking for trouble, wasn't it?

"Chief, Academician Wang." Lin Yuan ignored them and let his gaze fall directly on Chen Weiguo. "That's my plan. Whether we do it or not, it's up to you."

Chen Weiguo did not answer immediately.

He just stared fixedly at Lin Yuan's eyes; in those cloudy yet sharp eyes, it seemed as if a storm was gathering.

He wanted to see even the slightest hint of uncertainty or bluffing in those eyes.

But he didn't see it.

He only saw absolute confidence and a composure that seemed to already hold victory in its grasp.

This young man could create miracles every single time.

Perhaps this time would be no exception.

After a long while, Chen Weiguo finally squeezed one word through his teeth.

"Fine!"

His gaze became incomparably firm.

"We'll go crazy with you one more time!"

"Attention!" He turned abruptly and issued a thunderous order to the stunned crowd!

"Technology Department! Immediately perform a temporary connection between the fire control system and the energy system of the 'nantianmen no. 1'! I don't care what method you use; within ten minutes, I want its 'eyes' to be able to open!"

"Yes!" The Head of Technology Department jolted, no longer bothering to think about "theory," and rushed toward the console with his team like madmen.

"Academician Wang! You, be responsible for calculating the target's flight trajectory! I want you to calculate all possible spatial coordinate points for that TR-3B within the next thirty seconds!"

"Understood!" Academician Wang also snapped back to reality; he knew now was not the time to dwell on theory.

"Lin Yuan!"

"Present!"

"You, get ready! There may only be one chance! Once the coordinates are locked, I need you to complete your... 'bombing' within 0.1 seconds!"

"Don't worry, Chief!" A confident smile appeared on Lin Yuan's face. "I might not be good at professional work, but this kind of 'throwing things' work is my specialty."

...

Ten minutes later.

In the massive construction workshop, a faint blue light suddenly lit up at the bow of the "nantianmen no. 1," which was still just a giant skeleton.

Its menacing "Focused Heavy Particle Cannon," with a muzzle diameter of five meters, slowly opened its eyes like a slumbering ancient beast.

"Report, Chief! Fire control system, connection complete!"

"Optical aiming system, startup normal!"

"Attempting to capture high-altitude target!"

The technicians nervously reported the data.

On the giant screen in the Command Center, an image magnified countless times by the optical system appeared.

In the image, an extremely tiny, blurry black triangular shadow, almost blending into the dark space background, was flying at high speed.

"We've got it!"

"Although it's very blurry, we can 'see' it!"

A suppressed cheer erupted in the Command Center.

"Academician Wang! Calculate the coordinates!" Chen Weiguo roared.

"'pangu system'! Start calculation!"

"Target speed Mach 6.2, altitude 31,000 meters, performing irregular evasive maneuvers... model building..."

"Trajectory prediction complete!"

"Estimated to reach coordinates: X-1024, Y-768, Z-31000 in 17 seconds!"

On the screen, a constantly moving green crosshair made of countless data points locked tightly onto that black triangle!

"Lin Yuan! Get ready!" Chen Weiguo's voice resounded throughout the Command Center.

"Understood!"

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sank all his focus into the system.

He opened the skill interface for "Short-Range Spatial Warp."

Then, he input the three-dimensional coordinates calculated in real-time by the "pangu system."

【Target coordinates locked.】

【Skill preparing...】

His heart began to pound wildly.

He could feel a massive amount of spatial energy belonging to the "ghost" being "extracted" by his system in a way he couldn't understand, and then, under the control of his consciousness, it condensed into an invisible "energy pack."

"Right now!"

"17-second countdown, finished!"

"Fire!"

Watching the moment the black triangle overlapped with the green crosshair on the screen, Academician Wang used all his strength to roar these two words!

"Go... damn you!"

Lin Yuan also let out a roar in his heart at the same time!

He slammed down on the virtual button representing "Confirm"!

"Hum—!"

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any world-destroying light.

High in the sky, thirty thousand meters above the ground.

On the flight path where the TR-3B was about to arrive.

Space suddenly felt like a piece of paper that had been ruthlessly pierced through from the middle.

A pure black, needle-tip-sized "singularity" radiating infinite suction force appeared out of thin air!

...

Inside the TR-3B cockpit.

"Oh, how boring." The pilot with the codename "Lone Wolf" yawned. "Those Daxia people below are like a bunch of turtles, not daring to make a peep."

"70% of the mission area has been scanned, and we still haven't found any suspicious bases."

"Viper, do you think those idiots in the intelligence department got it wrong again?"

"Shut up, Lone Wolf." His partner, "Viper," suddenly snapped sharply.

"What's wrong?" Lone Wolf was taken aback.

"Can't you feel it?" Viper's face turned pale instantly. "The plane... the plane is vibrating!"

"Vibrating? How is that possible? We are in anti-gravity flight, there's no way..."

Lone Wolf couldn't finish his sentence.

Because he saw that in the pitch-black space directly in front of the cockpit.

Suddenly, a... black dot appeared.

A pure black dot, darker than the universe itself.

The next second.

A terrifying, massive, irresistible... force that he could not describe in any language erupted from that black dot!

"What... what is that?!"

This was the last sentence "Lone Wolf" left in this world.

In front of that tiny "spatial singularity."

This TR-3B anti-gravity reconnaissance aircraft, which claimed to be "fifty years ahead of the world" and represented the pinnacle of Eagle Sauce's technological crystallization.

Along with the two "ace" pilots inside.

Was like a fly thrown into an industrial shredder.

Without even having time to let out a scream.

It was instantly decomposed by that terrifying spatial tearing force into the most basic...

Atoms.