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He was quite curious about what exactly he was holding. Clearly, the police were not just targeting the few troublemakers but were also intent on searching the Law Club Nightclub. He wondered what illegal dealings these people were involved in that had caught the police's attention.
Wanting to quickly open what was in his arms, Huang Yunfeng didn't want to waste any time. He suddenly bent his body, and in an instant, a brilliant blue streak shot into the sky. Huang Yunfeng brought his ship to a halt above the city, flying at an incredibly fast speed; within just three to five seconds, he had soared into the air. Even if someone noticed, they would only catch a fleeting glimpse and would be unable to capture Huang Yunfeng's appearance.
"Huang Yunfeng! Open the door." Following his mental command, a cloud of mist surrounded the ship, revealing half of its hull. Without waiting for the hatch to fully open, Huang Yunfeng darted through.
Inside the spaceship, Huang Yunfeng swiftly tore apart the black leather case. He had already checked it earlier; this black leather case was clearly a designer item. Not only was it fully password-protected, but it also had a fingerprint system and was reinforced with steel plates inside, making it very secure. Although Huang Yunfeng came from a background of thievery, he did not possess the skills of a master locksmith, so resorting to brute force was his only option.
After breaking open the case, Huang Yunfeng expected to see bundles of cash—U.S. dollars or euros; even if he lowered his expectations, it should at least be renminbi or Hong Kong dollars. However, to his great disappointment, what lay before him was an even sturdier Black Steel Box.
As he reached out to touch it, he couldn't help but smile; this time he wouldn't need to break it open violently. Perhaps due to being caught off guard by the police and acting too hastily, the original owner hadn't locked the Black Steel Box. Gently opening it, Huang Yunfeng saw a stack of over ten documents. Flipping through them casually, he gasped in surprise.
"No way! It can't be this outrageous..."
These ten or so documents were delivery orders from several ports. The goods listed were already worth billions—electronics, cars, medicinal herbs, antiques, and even drugs. It was clear that these items were smuggled.
If some vague delivery orders were included, this amounted to a massive smuggling case worth over ten billion renminbi.
"No wonder they deployed armed police so dramatically. If these items fell into their hands, those involved would face annihilation a hundred or eighty times over."
Although Huang Yunfeng had become indifferent to money since embarking on his cultivation journey, one hundred could be scoffed at, one thousand could be dismissed as mere paper; but one million… ten million… one hundred billion! This figure had completely shattered his threshold for tolerance.
Huang Yunfeng carefully considered how he might acquire these goods but realized he was not familiar enough with the smuggling process. Even if he exposed himself, he wasn't afraid; however, deceiving someone to obtain these items would be difficult.
A fleeting thought of robbery crossed his mind, but Huang Yunfeng immediately dismissed it. Even if these goods fell into his hands, he wouldn't be able to sell them; they couldn't be converted into money—what would he do with them? Tossing aside the documents and leather case carelessly, Huang Yunfeng turned his attention back to his spacecraft.
Because he was not quite accustomed to his current state, Huang Yunfeng was visiting this place on Earth for the first time. The disc-shaped aircraft was slightly larger than the one Shi Qingyuan had found, but it was much older and did not seem to be a product of the same civilization.
The material of the outer shell was extremely light and elastic, emitting a faint glow in the night. However, it was incredibly tough; ordinary metal tools could not leave even a scratch on it. Although it was a Disc-Shaped Aircraft, this vehicle could not fly in any direction at will; it had a specific orientation. The interior was divided into a front cockpit and several unknown-purpose compartments in the rear. The energy operation employed a method that Huang Yunfeng could not comprehend. The main brain of the aircraft kept reminding him that the energy was depleted, with the energy indicator remaining below one percent, yet Huang Yunfeng could not figure out how to replenish the ship's energy.
Since this aircraft could output electrical energy, he knew that electrical energy must be possible, but he could not find anything resembling an energy input socket.
As he pondered how to recharge this thing, Huang Yunfeng drew upon all his modern scientific knowledge, exploring almost every operational system of the Disc-Shaped Aircraft. He became familiar with many of its functions but remained clueless about how to replenish its energy.
After trying common-sense methods, Huang Yunfeng thought of unconventional means. Although he had never fully believed in Shi Qingyuan's tales of magical artifacts and cultivation being linked to UFOs, in the absence of other options, he could only attempt to repair this seemingly mythological super-tech product using the method for refining magical artifacts.
When Huang Yunfeng initially practiced Thunder Spear and Cloud Brocade, he hadn’t put much effort into it; he had merely gone through the motions at Shi Qingyuan's strong insistence. This time, in order to refine the spaceship, he reviewed his memories from the Buddhist Sect alongside Shi Qingyuan's cultivation records and discovered that some things were not as simple as he had imagined.
Some formations known as arrays were certainly no less complex than large-scale integrated circuits. However, everything was fundamentally based on energy oscillation, which was what Shi Qingyuan referred to as cultivation power.
To ensure the successful refinement of the magical artifact spaceship, Huang Yunfeng spread out his Starlight Body once again, covering all internal spaces of the ship with blue starlight. This method allowed him to precisely grasp every change. Whenever he encountered unfamiliar equipment, Huang Yunfeng preserved it as is. For the propulsion system, he followed a method from Shi Qingyuan's cultivation records for refining Flying Artifacts and created an auxiliary array for energy absorption. Moreover, for future practical applications, Huang Yunfeng specifically modified the spaceship to align with Earth's technological standards.
For example, he transformed the output current to 220 volts and created multiple types of sockets. The control platform, seating arrangements, and lounge were all modeled after the luxurious interior structure of the latest Boeing aircraft he had seen in news reports. With triple air cushioning, multi-spec communication systems, reserved network interfaces, and all-weather sleeping devices… From mid-air, amidst a faint misty cloud, blue starlight suddenly flickered. The Disc-Shaped Aircraft continuously absorbed thermal energy from sunlight, forming a brilliant light shield around it. Huang Yunfeng's Starlight Body kept absorbing energy from the Star Sun and converted it into usable energy for the spaceship through his new auxiliary formation. The Disc-Shaped Aircraft hummed as many functions that had been shut down due to lack of energy gradually came back online.
"Energy filled to thirty-two percent; Weapon System restored… Energy filled to forty-one percent; Detection System and Life Support System restored… Energy filled over sixty percent; all functions fully restored. Please re-initiate interstellar communication..."
When Huang Yunfeng condensed his Starlight Body again, the previously dilapidated Disc-Shaped Aircraft had been completely rejuvenated. However, the first thing Huang Yunfeng did was turn off that so-called interstellar communication device. If this thing attracted aliens or deities from other planets, Huang Yunfeng would have no idea how to handle it.
As Huang Yunfeng examined his New Huang Yunfeng once more, he realized how strange the construction material of this aircraft was. He lacked the ability to directly alter its material structure; however, just by thinking about it, this material could simulate similar properties—like genuine leather seats—where he knew they weren’t made of leather but felt indistinguishable when touched or sat upon, leaving him quite puzzled.
Despite this capability, he could not replicate modern technological products such as televisions, DVDs, computers, or telephones; naturally, Huang Yunfeng was powerless in that regard. The main brain of this aircraft was evidently too advanced; even when he wanted to play a game, he couldn’t find a disk reading device.
Sitting in the spacious chair he had crafted himself, Huang Yunfeng gazed at the large screen before him. Compared to the small ten-inch LCD of his computer, this was clearly a high-end model. The panoramic screen was over a meter wide and three times its length. Bored, he began adjusting the screen's functions and accidentally discovered that it could receive various electromagnetic waves. A flurry of chaotic dots flashed across the screen, and one particular image left Huang Yunfeng astonished by the device's wonders.
"Isn't this CCTV?" he exclaimed.
Watching the flickering images, Huang Yunfeng felt a surge of excitement. After a familiar series of adjustments, he managed to tune into all the satellite television channels available. Not only did it include nearly a hundred channels from mainland China, but also programs from countries like the United States, Britain, France, Russia, Germany, Japan, Taiwan, Hong Kong, Malaysia, and Singapore.
With his foreign language skills barely reaching the level of a, b, c, d..., Huang Yunfeng divided the screen into dozens of sections and randomly browsed for a while before settling on his local television station. After all, he had watched it for many years; that sense of familiarity was particularly precious.
Some people on business trips often found it difficult to adapt to local television programs in other provinces. Although cable television allowed many regions to access more than just local content, there were still significant differences in programming from place to place.
"Local authorities have cracked a major smuggling case this year involving goods worth over hundreds of millions of yuan. The city's prominent entrepreneur Song Chu is implicated in this case... As the investigation is still ongoing, please await further reports for more details..."
"What the hell! No way! It's already on TV?"
Huang Yunfeng glanced at the time and realized that he had spent most of the day modifying his aircraft. It was now evening news time. Although there were no further details available yet, it was impossible for such a city to have two smuggling cases involving over a hundred million yuan in just one day. Such significant cases rarely occurred even in cities like Shanghai or Guangzhou within a year. Therefore, Huang Yunfeng was certain that he possessed key evidence related to the smuggling case mentioned in the news.
"Song Chu is no ordinary person! He's a real estate tycoon in this city with a net worth in the billions—ha! And that doesn't even include his gray income. It's said that he has close ties with higher-ups; he's a super figure whom everyone respects around here..."
Huang Yunfeng might not know who the mayor of his city was, but he certainly knew who Song Chu was. This man wielded considerable influence not only locally but also throughout the province. His companies spanned various industries, and rumors suggested that he controlled about one-tenth of the city's wealth—a figure that was likely close to reality.
If this man fell from grace, it would likely cause significant upheaval in the city's economy. Huang Yunfeng pondered these matters that seemed unrelated to him while feeling increasingly uncertain about what to do with the documents in his hand.
He returned home alone; however, with access to television channels now available to him, he found himself engrossed and reluctant to turn it off.
Though it would have been perfect if he could enjoy a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other without any other distractions, Huang Yunfeng still felt quite satisfied.
This is what they call Celestial Life! Even the richest person in the world probably can't enjoy this kind of luxury... The scattered documents were collected by the spaceship's automatic cleaning function, and the rustling sound of the screen felt particularly serene at that moment.
Early the next morning, Huang Yunfeng was flipping through countless TV channels, already feeling quite bored. After thinking it over, he decided to get a computer to play some games. He often visited internet cafes, but with his financial situation, he couldn't afford a computer. After experiencing the abilities of the Starlight Body, Huang Yunfeng naturally thought about stealing one. Being able to pass through any obstacle freely was the ultimate fantasy for thieves around the world. With this ability, Huang Yunfeng believed that he would surely succeed.
Opening the hatch of the Huang Yunfeng ship, he felt the chilling rush of high-altitude winds. He hadn't thought much of it when he came up, but now that he was about to jump down, he realized that his acrophobia was quite severe. During his previous two flights, he hadn't personally experienced this feeling.
"Yesterday's ascent was too quick; I just flew up in an instant. How am I supposed to get down now?"
Naturally, it was impossible to pilot the Huang Yunfeng down. Looking at the buildings below that seemed almost as small as matchboxes, Huang Yunfeng didn't have the courage to jump himself. After contemplating for a while, he gritted his teeth and released Cloud Brocade. Observing the cotton-like artifact, he stepped on it and found that although it was soft and fluffy, it could indeed support his weight. After flying around the cabin for a bit to reassure himself, Huang Yunfeng slowly opened the hatch.
During the wobbly descent on Cloud Brocade, Huang Yunfeng felt a mix of emotions swirling inside him; it was hard to describe what he felt. When he reached a height of seventy or eighty meters, he dared not continue using the artifact. Gritting his teeth, he leaped out.
He chose a rooftop of a multi-story Commercial Building, reasoning that even if he fell and got hurt, it wouldn't be too serious.
Behind him, the white Cloud Brocade quickly shrank as Huang Yunfeng floated downwards. Once his feet touched solid ground, his mood instantly lightened considerably. He muttered to himself, "This isn't so impressive after all; I was overly cautious. If I can cross the universe without issue, what does this height matter?"
While comforting himself, Huang Yunfeng planned to find a secluded place to go down.
When Huang Yunfeng reached street level, he realized that he was quite far from the Electronic Building. He didn't even have enough money for a bus fare. Reflecting on his dire situation, Huang Yunfeng strolled slowly down the street.
(To be continued)
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