142: Chapter 142 A Frog in a Well, Ten Famous Generals

Jiang Chen took advantage of the fact that the Sister Li aircraft carrier strike group hadn't set sail yet and hurriedly steered the small fishing boat out of the port.

If he had left any later.

He was genuinely worried that Sister Li wouldn't let him leave.

However, this time when going out to sea.

Jiang Chen didn't bring the Heavenly General Mecha again.

Instead, he brought those three Terracotta Warriors.

They sailed the sailboats, following behind the small fishing boat.

Although they were Terracotta Warriors, ever since Jiang Chen fished them out and found Tang Dynasty sailboats for them, they seemed to have activated a follower mode.

No matter what Jiang Chen asked them, they answered every question.

They would even automatically follow Jiang Chen.

It was just like a domesticated mecha.

Except it was a Qin Dynasty clay mecha.

Its manufacturing process was extremely complex.

Many of the techniques had already lost their transmission.

It would be very difficult for Jiang Chen to recreate them.

At the very least, it would require a Renaissance.

To allow the brilliant ancient craftsmanship to reappear in the world.

Whoosh.

This time, the small fishing boat did not head south again.

Instead, it flew towards the northeast.

When passing by Gua Gua Island.

The radar on Gua Gua Island immediately sounded a loud alarm.

[Warning! Warning!]

[Unidentified flying objects are flying over Gua Gua Island.]

The guards were stunned when they saw the four unidentified flying objects displayed on the radar.

One was a fishing boat.

And it had grown wings!

Three were sailboats.

Driven by sails?

"What the hell is this?"

How had the guard army ever seen such a spectacle?

Before, the Xuan Nu Fighter Jet had flown over.

Later, an aircraft carrier had passed by.

There was also the Shenglong Early Warning Aircraft collecting information recklessly.

It could be said.

Every routine patrol made the Gua Guas tremble with fear.

They wished they could embroider flags overnight to ensure they had a token of surrender in case they needed it.

But this time.

They were not only terrified but also confused.

A flying small fishing boat?

A non-powered sailboat?

What kind of alien black technology is this?

"Is it possible that this wasn't invented by the Dragon Kingdom, but came from outer space?"

"It must be! It's said that the Dragon Kingdom can't even afford tea eggs, so how could they possibly invent this kind of black technology?"

The guards comforted themselves.

But just then.

The radar showed that the side of the passing small fishing boat had the Chinese characters 'pearl river 888' painted on it.

"...Gua."

The guards were speechless and could only look at the sky as if nothing had happened.

Just like frogs at the bottom of a well, looking at the sky.

And Jiang Chen, who was passing by.

Had already prepared a gift.

He took out a thick stack of printed promotional posters from the cockpit.

And threw them down.

Following the wind.

These posters were blown onto the island.

The guards hurriedly sent people to pick them up.

Only then did they realize.

What was on them was actually five big buckets of instant noodles!

The news of the small fishing boat and sailboats flying over, and the posters being picked up, quickly spread across Gua Island.

Someone captured some blurry traces.

[Flying small fishing boat!]

[Suspected non-powered sailboat!]

[Is it a Chinese Renaissance, or alien black technology?]

The Gua Guas were very amazed.

A small fishing boat could actually fly.

Could ancient sailboats actually set sail and take off?

Had their technology really reached this level?

Regarding this.

Mainland netizens replied indifferently: Chinese trends are the top trends, and the Chinese Renaissance is inevitable.

[Impossible! Gua.]

[Exactly, absolutely impossible, Gua.]

[Gua Gua Gua.]

[Gua Gua Gua Gua!]

"Daily poster mission 1/1, complete."

Jiang Chen flew away in the small fishing boat.

The fighter jets sent out for patrol by the Naval Department Base would often scatter things when they had nothing else to do; it was considered a daily mission.

As a member of the aircraft carrier strike group, doing some daily missions was, of course, a good habit.

Just like taking a dump when going out or taking a shower before bed.

Flying out of the first island chain.

After entering the Pacific Ocean.

Jiang Chen let the small fishing boat land on the sea.

The United States base nearby, because it lacked aircraft carrier protection, was currently in a state of being effectively sidelined.

Therefore, their original island chain blockade, with the disappearance of the aircraft carrier, no longer posed any threat to passing cargo ships and warships.

If they dared to dispatch fighter jets.

The Dragon Soul would naturally come to play Gomoku with them.

Anyway, without an aircraft carrier as backup, the opponent was basically in a state of isolation and helplessness.

If they dared to make a move, they would end up being surrounded and annihilated.

After turning on the automatic cruise, Jiang Chen cast the fishing net.

Then he sailed slowly.

There was no response on the first day.

The second day.

Still no response.

Until the second day.

The interface in the cockpit showed that he had been sailing in the Pacific Ocean for eight hundred miles.

Approximately near 30 degrees north latitude and 150 degrees east longitude.

The system had some activity.

[Big catch, host, please retrieve the net in time!]

The fishing net was pulled.

A tall figure, fully three point three meters tall, broke out of the water with a boom, like a thousand-catty boulder falling into one's heart.

[In the great dream of thousands of autumns, what year is it today!]

Wang Jian let out a faint sigh.

The long halberd he held was over four meters long.

It was densely covered with seal script, emitting a dim, ancient light.

It looked extremely mysterious.

Holy crap!

It was the Terracotta Warriors again!

"How strange, why are the Terracotta Warriors running into the sea?"

Jiang Chen was a bit puzzled.

According to ancient texts, wasn't the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor in the northern Shaanxi area?

Why would Terracotta Warriors appear in the ocean as well?

Before Jiang Chen could ponder.

The system prompted again.

[Big catch, please retrieve the net in time!]

Another one?

Jiang Chen pulled it up quickly.

As another Terracotta Warrior, over three meters tall, appeared on the deck holding a majestic long spear.

He was completely stunned.

Qin Dynasty general, Wang Ben!

Wang Jian's son!

"You father and son, how..."

Jiang Chen was about to ask how they appeared together.

The system gave a third prompt.

Splash!

As the fishing net was pulled up.

Gan Mao appeared before his eyes.

Still just as tall and mighty.

Holding an axe as big as a chair.

Judging by the aura, if this axe came down, an elephant's head would probably fall off.

"Did I just poke a nest of Terracotta Warriors?"

To avoid there being more Terracotta Warriors below.

Jiang Chen continued fishing.

Subsequently, Sima Cuo, Ying Ji, Meng Ao, and Ren Xiao, these four famous Qin Dynasty generals, emerged from the water one by one.

These Terracotta Warriors were taller than the last, with the tallest being five meters.

Each person also had their own exclusive ancient weapon.

Especially Ren Xiao.

Just looking at this name, you knew he was very arrogant.

Looking at his five-meter height confirmed this even more.

Jiang Chen looked up, feeling that if he jumped, he could only reach his knees.

And as they boarded the ship, their combined weight of tens of tons really made the small fishing boat's delicate frame creak.

"Welcome to the Pacific Ocean."

"Mighty Mr. Terracotta Warrior."

Jiang Chen greeted these Terracotta Warriors.

"Pacific Ocean? Is this a lake governed by the Great Qin?"

Ren Xiao, indeed living up to his name, immediately wanted to claim the Pacific Ocean as the territory of the King.

Jiang Chen explained: "It has no owner for now."

"Then it shall be governed by the King's territory."

Ren Xiao nodded.

Then he looked into the distance.

His eyes glowed with a gray light, as if he had clairvoyance, seeing something in the distance.

"Since it is the King's territory, why are there still golden-haired and blue-eyed barbarians running rampant?"

Golden-haired and blue-eyed barbarians?

Jiang Chen took out his binoculars and scanned, but didn't see any cargo ships nearby.

It seemed to be beyond visual range...

But.

Could his eyes really see foreign merchant ships from tens of nautical miles away?

Jiang Chen asked further: "What is the name of the ship you see?"

"Sa... Qie... Rong... Hao."