Chapter 199 Section 199 - The Deadly Question Strikes Again

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"If a young eagle's first flight isn't soaring to the heavens, it can only fall into the abyss forever!" Old David turned around, his voice coming through clearly to Chen Fei's ears, thanks to the noise-canceling headset. Boom... The F-22 Raptor lifted its nose and surged into the sky as if reborn. In a sense, it was a completely reborn Raptor. "Haha, hahaha, it's flying, it's flying!" The former Eagle King, Old David, removed his headset and threw it far away, not even caring about his cane, shouting like a child. Pop!~ A crisp explosion sounded in the sky. Flight call sign "Sloth," Instructor Ramaya von Kennedy wasn't your average brave soul; she went full throttle, replacing the previous electric drive with the original F119-PW-100 low-bypass ratio afterburning turbofan engine, releasing a thrust-to-weight ratio well over 10. The F-22 Raptor fighter jet executed a barrel roll, trailing a long white vapor streak, performing a five-hundred-meter low-level pass over the airfield, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye. "Yes! It's flying!" Chen Fei let out a long breath; it hadn't been easy to get the Raptor into shape. He couldn't believe someone else was bolder than him, daring to fly to the heavens without fully ensuring the F-22 was one hundred percent reliable. Fifteen minutes later, the Raptor reappeared in the line of sight of Chen Fei and Old David, aligning with the runway, gradually lowering its flight altitude and gently dropping the landing gear. Rolling up a trail of blue smoke on the runway, the perfectly replicated jet fighter landed smoothly, sliding for hundreds of meters before finally coming to a stop. System: Ding! 100% restoration of the F-22 Raptor jet fighter (complete), earned Energy Points +500! Energy Points: 501/5000 Chen Fei couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the information that popped up. He was really too poor, always struggling on the brink of subsistence, whether it was Energy Points or Star Yuan. By the way, let's see what's new in the "Skill Shop" today. 1. Hi-Fi Replication: 1000 Energy Points 2. SEG Unit Plan: 1,000,000 Energy Points 3. Basic Particle Beam (upgradable): 1000 Energy Points 4. Audio Management Module: 500 Energy Points | File Management Plugin: Not Available 5. Evolution Accelerator Level 0 (0-9 levels): 500 Energy Points 6. Universal Data Transceiver: 100 Energy Points | File Management Plugin: Not Available 7. Evolution Accelerator Level 0 (0-9 levels): 500 Energy Points 8. Speaker Module (upgradable): 200 Energy Points (stereo, infrasound, ultrasonic) 9. File Management Plugin: 120 Energy Points 10. Battery (upgradable): 500 Energy Points | Long-term power storage Remark: Updated every 24 hours Huh? "SEG Unit Plan"!!! What's the meaning of this? Chen Fei almost popped his eyes out. "Good kid, don't be late for the training class tomorrow!" Instructor Ramaya patted Chen Fei on the shoulder, then saluted Old David with military precision before striding away majestically. Some habits brought from the American Federal Air Force hadn't faded with retirement; they were deeply ingrained. "This 'Raptor' is yours now; a deal is a deal!" Old David sighed as he glanced at the F-22 "Raptor" on the apron, leaning on his cane, he slowly walked away. He had no choice but to hand it off; without Chen Fei, the old "Raptor" would quickly lose its ability to fly again due to a lack of necessary maintenance. Aircraft rely on logistics far more than other mechanical products do. The technicians at Eagle Nest private airfield were no less skilled than those from the manufacturer or the air force, but they were not supernatural power users, much less Metal Ability Users. They didn't have the ability to give the F-22 "Raptor" a phoenix-like rebirth as Chen Fei could. Otherwise, they wouldn't have waited until today. Chen Fei called out loudly to the old man's retreating figure, "Old David, don't you want to keep another souvenir?" To fix this F-22 "Raptor," Old David had saved up plenty of spare parts, apparently too many. Just then, the Dog System abruptly inserted a line of text with a new mission. System: Ding! Destroy Eagle Nest private airfield within 10 days (0/10 days) and receive Energy Points +2000! | ※Note: Failure to complete on time results in death!!! What? Chen Fei's face stiffened, God damn it, another death mission had arrived. This Dog System just couldn't stand to see him doing well! He had just received a fighter jet gift from them, and now, he was supposed to blow up their place, what kind of twisted move was this? He was almost driven insane! "A souvenir?" Old David turned back, puzzled. "You need to provide enough materials, metals like aluminium, titanium, steel, and copper." Chen Fei's expression was a bit rigid, infuriated by the Dog System. Even if he currently had a surplus of Energy Points, it didn't mean that he would freely give Old David two Energy Points. He wasn't one for a losing deal. "Just materials?" Old David suppressed the excitement and fully turned around. "The rest of those spare parts can all be put to use." For Chen Fei, who already had a successful experience, the difficulty of replicating a second aircraft would be greatly reduced. Since the extra parts would be wasted just sitting there, what Old David really wanted now was nothing more than a model. Having him fly an F-22 into the sky would likely result in an old man's bones being scattered across the apron. The physical toll of military jets on the body is such that an untrained person might even be injured; even though Old David once flew an F-22, his current physical condition definitely wouldn't allow for it. Therefore, making a cut-corner high-fidelity shell would completely satisfy the old man's sentiment. Usually stern and meticulous, Old David nodded vigorously with a smile, saying, "Good, good!" The once renowned "Eagle King" was now no more than an overgrown kid. Acquiring metal materials was a simple matter for Old David. He called in a heavy truck, which cleaned out the nearby town's scrap metal recycling station. All sorts of discarded metal products were crushed into sharp-edged giant bricks, forming a small castle on the grounds of Eagle Nest private airfield. There was every kind of metal imaginable, they could even dig out gold. -

Chapter 199 Section 199 - The Deadly Question Strikes Again

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