Tie Li Lan Shan took out a fifty-million yuan bank note from her chest and handed it to Ming Zhi Tian, blowing him a kiss. "Here, this is yours."
Ming Zhi Tian reached out to take it, but Tie Li Lan Shan pulled it back. Ming Zhi Tian glared at her. "What do you mean?"
Tie Li Lan Shan covered her mouth and chuckled. "Oh, so fierce? Just teasing you."
Ming Zhi Tian snatched the bank note and put it in his pocket. "Then I'm leaving."
Tie Li Lan Shan called out, "Hey, what kind of person are you? At least you should escort me back to Linglong Pavilion."
Ming Zhi Tian chuckled. "Your shadow guards are following you closely. For me? No need."
With that, he left. Watching his retreating back, Tie Li Lan Shan smiled faintly. "This man is truly interesting."
Mo Cheng appeared. "Why don't you marry him, Master?"
Tie Li Lan Shan's face flushed red. "You talk too much."
She paused. "The bride isn't me."
Ming Zhi Tian returned to the back mountain and handed all fifty million yuan bank notes to An Bo Zi.
Due to the time required for procurement, Ming Zhi Tian reluctantly gave him another month. Two months later, after countless hardships, An Bo Zi's nearly hundred-meter-tall wooden rocket failed nine times, incurring immense costs.
Some would lose balance and veer off course after takeoff, others would explode in mid-air, and some would simply stall and become a ticking time bomb, nearly sending him to meet Buddha were it not for An Bo Zi's timely discovery.
Meanwhile, Ming Zhi Tian had trained there for another two months, but he was still stuck at the late stage of the Divine Rank, with no progress. He knew that the resources here were no longer sufficient for his training and would be futile. He needed to find a larger, more abundant, and spacious training ground.
The most pressing matter was to return to Bieyang City. There, nothing was lacking, and he had a very hidden private training ground.
An Bo Zi found him. "Bai Gongzi, I have good news for you!"
Ming Zhi Tian quickly put down what he was doing. "Did it succeed?"
An Bo Zi nodded. "Yes! And it can adjust its direction. Want to try?"
"Good."
They went to the open water area. The seventy-meter-tall Changlong wooden rocket stood prominently in the center. The two climbed up the stairs.
Ming Zhi Tian examined it closely. "This thing is the result of experiments costing over fifty million?"
An Bo Zi nodded. "That's right. Believe me, you can go in. I guarantee absolute safety."
Ming Zhi Tian held the little lion. "Finally, we can go home."
He informed An Bo Zi of the launch direction—Bieyang City. An Bo Zi adjusted the coordinates. Ming Zhi Tian opened the wooden door and entered, closing it behind him.
An Bo Zi remotely operated from a distance. "Are you ready? Launching in ten seconds!"
"Ten, nine, eight, ... ... three, two, one! Launch!"
"Drip, chirp… rumble, rumble……… Fire!!……..."
The wooden rocket expelled high-temperature steam exceeding a thousand degrees, instantly vaporizing the pool of water and filling the entire area with mist. Birds that couldn't escape were instantly vaporized.
An Bo Zi witnessed the moment of miraculous success. The Changlong wooden rocket successfully launched horizontally to the south!
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From the Northern Desert to Bieyang City, a distance of over a million kilometers, it took a day and a half. The Changlong wooden rocket spontaneously combusted!
With a high-temperature warning, Ming Zhi Tian woke from his doze. He punched a hole and quickly flashed out with Buck.
Flames engulfed the entire Changlong wooden rocket. The heat spread, followed by an overload of operation, and then an instantaneous explosion!
Ming Zhi Tian held Buck tightly, protecting it in his arms. They were thrown back by the shockwave of the explosion.
Ming Zhi Tian immediately lost his balance and couldn't land safely. Not only were his clothes burned off, but he also fell heavily to the ground, creating a huge crater!
Even with his martial arts skills, being smashed down from tens of thousands of meters in the sky was a near-death experience.
Ming Zhi Tian fainted, blood seeping from his forehead and body. Buck shed tears, anxiously licking his bleeding wounds with its tongue, unable to do anything else.