115: Chapter 115 Heavenly River Sword Sect? No, it's the Heavenly River Artillery Position.
Southern Wastelands, Tianhe Academy Headquarters (formerly the Heavenly River Sword Sect).
When the mighty 'Maintenance Expeditionary Force' triumphantly returned riding Air Conditioning Giants and hauling Northern Sea specialties (seafood), the teachers and students who had stayed behind erupted into enthusiastic cheers. But Li Mo had no time for celebration. The moment he got off the 'vehicle' (the giant's shoulder), he rushed straight into the underground command center of the Scripture Pavilion.
On the large screen, that red dot representing the Abyssal fleet was approaching at an alarming speed. [Contact Countdown: 27 Days.]
"Headmaster, what's wrong?" Lei Wanjun (Head of the Physics Department) and Butcher Xiao (Head of the Civil Engineering Department) followed closely behind. Seeing Li Mo's grave expression, their hearts leapt into their throats. "Is there another problem with the engine?"
"The engine is fine," Li Mo pointed at the red dot on the screen. "It's just that guests have arrived." "And not just any guests—a bunch of nasty ones bringing big toys, ready to scrap our broken-down ship and sell it for parts."
"The main Abyssal fleet..." Lei Wanjun sucked in a sharp breath. "Based on previous radar scans, the other side has at least ten 'Stellar-class' warships. And us? We only have one half-repaired engine and a bunch of students who only know how to fix air conditioners." "How are we supposed to fight? Hit them with wrenches?"
Li Mo pushed up his glasses, his gaze shifting to the towering main peak visible through the window—Tianhe Peak. It was the symbol of the Sect and the highest peak in the Southern Wastelands, piercing the clouds like a sharp sword.
"Who says we have no weapons?" The corner of Li Mo's mouth lifted into a hint of madness. "Why do you think our Ancestor Master chose this place to establish the Sect all those years ago? Why insist on calling it the 'Heavenly River Sword Sect'?" "Because this place... was originally an artillery position."
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A quarter of an hour later. The whole-school broadcast sounded again, this time accompanied by the piercing wail of an air-raid siren.
"Woo—Woo—" "Attention all teachers and students! This is not a drill! Repeat, this is not a drill!" "Level One combat readiness!" "Civil Engineering Department, proceed immediately to Tianhe Peak to execute the 'Shelling' operation!" "Physics Department, proceed to the Sword Tomb to execute the 'Ammunition Loading' operation!" "All other departments, locate the nearest 'Power Node' (socket) and prepare to supply power to the main gun!"
Though panicked, the students' bodies moved faster than their minds after this period of 'industrialized training.' "Quick! Grab the pneumatic drills!" "Crane! Bring that Magic Boar Tank over here!"
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At the foot of Tianhe Peak.
Butcher Xiao stood before the majestic main peak with thousands of Civil Engineering students and the Tentacle Monster army. "Shelling? Shelling what?" Butcher Xiao stared blankly at the mountain covered in verdant pines and cypresses.
"It means digging out all the surface soil and rocks!" Li Mo's voice came through a drone (modified paper crane). "This mountain is camouflage! The real thing is inside! Don't worry about damaging the flora, dig like your lives depend on it!"
"Understood!" Butcher Xiao spat on his hands, brandishing his spiritual-energy shovel. "Brothers! Keep digging! The Foolish Old Man moved mountains! Let's go!"
Rumble— Hundreds of Magic Boar Tanks roared to life simultaneously, their massive buckets viciously biting into the mountainside. The Tentacle Monsters brandished high-frequency drills, swarming over the slope like frenzied termites.
As earth and stone crumbled away, the originally verdant mountain gradually revealed its true form. There was no rock. Beneath that thin layer of soil was a layer of... silvery-white metal plating, emitting a cold, hard gleam. As the digging progressed, the mountain's shape became clearer. It wasn't a mountain. It was an enormous metal tube, thousands of *zhang* long, covered in electromagnetic coils and cooling pipes—or, more accurately, the barrel of a colossal electromagnetic railgun.
"My heavens..." A student dropped his shovel. "We've been climbing this for exercise every day... and it was actually a cannon?"
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Back Mountain, the Sword Tomb.
This place was usually a Forbidden Ground, bristling with broken swords left by generations of Ancestral Masters, crisscrossed with Sword Qi. But now, Lei Wanjun led the Physics Department students charging in. "The Headmaster says this is the ammunition depot!" Lei Wanjun held a detector. "Every sword here is actually a 'micro armor-piercing projectile'! Our mission is to assemble them into one 'main cannon shell'!"
"How do we assemble them?" the students asked.
"With a magnetic field!" Lei Wanjun pointed to the enormous pit in the center of the Sword Tomb. "Throw all the swords in there! Then activate the strong magnetic Formation to compress them! Knead them into a ball!"
"Huh? Into a ball? Wouldn't that just be a lump of scrap metal?"
"Idiots! That's called a **'high-density metal jet'**!" Lei Wanjun roared. "Hurry! Throw your Flying Swords in there too! Let's make it a round number!"
Amidst a chaotic cacophony of clanging, tens of thousands of broken swords, along with the students' Flying Swords, were dumped into the deep pit. As the strong magnetic Formation activated, the swords began to spin, collide, and fuse together madly in mid-air. Finally, under terrifying high temperatures and pressure, they coalesced into a streamlined, hundred-*zhang*-long, giant metal spindle radiating an Aura of destruction.
But it wasn't enough. This shell had only a 'hull,' no 'core.'
Just then, Li Mo arrived. In his hand, he carried a black, still-cursing brick—the **[Abyssal Foundation Stone]** that sealed the true spirit of the Abyssal Lord, dug up from the mountain gate.
"Release me, Mortal!" The Abyssal Lord within the brick roared. "What do you want now? I've been a doorstep for so long, isn't that enough?"
"I'm offering you a promotion," Li Mo said with a smile, stuffing the brick into the core recess of the metal spindle. "Congratulations on your promotion from 'Gatekeeper' to 'Ace Pilot.'" "You're in charge of this shell's 'navigation System' and 'smart warhead.'"
Abyssal Lord: "???" It glanced at the enormous shell, then at the giant barrel pointing towards the sky in the distance. "You're going to shoot me out? To where?"
"Your hometown, the Abyss," Li Mo patted the warhead. "Call it 'Returning to Mother's Home.' Touched?"
"No—!!! I don't want to go back! It's full of monsters there! I'll die!" The Abyssal Lord let out a despairing shriek. But protests were futile. With a *click*, it was firmly locked into the shell.
[System Notification: Ammunition loading complete.] [Warhead Attributes: Antimatter Metal Storm + Abyssal Lord (with built-in auto-navigation/hatred attraction).]
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Two hours later.
The Heavenly River Sword Sect had completely transformed. The original main peak was gone, replaced by a colossal, blue-electric-arc-flickering gun barrel angled towards the heavens. Countless thick cables converged from all directions, connecting to the base of the gun mount.
"Attention all teachers and students!" "Connections complete!" "Power charging commencing!"
Zzzzzz— A massive amount of electricity transmitted from the Central Continent branch (power plant), boosted by tens of thousands of transformers, was frantically injected into the capacitor array at the base of the barrel. The coils along the barrel lit up section by section, the blue light growing increasingly intense. The surrounding air gave off a scorched smell from ionization.
"Energy charge 50%..." "80%..." "100%!"
"Alert! Barrel overheating!" "Requesting cooling!"
"Western Desert branch! Ice blocks, now!" Li Mo yelled into his walkie-talkie.
Hundreds of Air Conditioning Giants could be seen flying in from the horizon. They clung to the gun barrel, opened their mouths wide, and blasted frigid air at the scorching coils. Hiss—!!! A sky full of white mist rose, cooling the giant cannon about to roar.
Command center.
Li Mo's finger hovered over the red launch button. On the screen, the coordinates of the Abyssal fleet were already locked. It was a beyond-visual-range strike. Distance: Three million light-years (via dimensional penetration).
"Everyone," Li Mo spoke into the microphone, his voice calm yet carrying an indescribable authority. "This first shot is to tell the Abyss." "Before, I was an Administrator. I banned accounts." "Now, I am the Captain." "I flip the table."
"FIRE!!!"
Li Mo slammed down the button.
BOOM————!!!!
Heaven and earth lost their sound. An indescribably brilliant pillar of light erupted from the summit of Tianhe Peak. The **[Returning to Mother's Home No. 1]** shell, fused with the intent of ten thousand swords and mixed with the Abyssal Lord's screams, accelerated to near-light-speed in an instant under the electromagnetic thrust. It tore through the atmosphere, tore through the spatial barrier, transforming into an eternal stream of light disappearing into the depths of the Universe.
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Far beyond in the distant starry sky.
The Abyssal vanguard fleet was menacingly advancing towards the Cultivation World. "For the Lord! For the buffet!" The demons cheered.
Suddenly. A high-energy signature appeared on the flagship's radar. "What is that? A meteor?" The fleet commander had no time to react.
A beam of light. A beam carrying the rule of 'Illegal Structure Demolition' and faintly echoing with screams of 'Let me out!' instantly pierced through the entire fleet.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Ten Stellar-class warships were skewered clean through like a string of candied haws. In the next second, they collectively exploded in a chain reaction. A splendid firework bloomed in the dark Universe.
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Tianhe Academy.
Li Mo watched the ten red dots instantly vanish from the screen and blew on the non-existent gun smoke. "Targets eliminated. Mission accomplished."
He glanced at the main peak (gun barrel), which was now slightly askew from the recoil. "Director Xiao, take some people to fix it." "And while you're at it... paint the barrel. Silver-white is too conspicuous. Paint it green, camouflage it as green mountains and clear waters. More environmentally friendly."
[System Notification: First interstellar strike successful.] [Evaluation: Precise and elegant violence.] [Administrator Privilege unsealing progress: 50% (Demi-Divine-Grade).] [New function unlocked: Heavenly Dao Editing Room (You can start rewriting the script now).]