The spaceship spewed flames, streaking through space as a silver line, racing across the dark void at full speed toward the azure planet.
This spindle-shaped ship was incredibly fast, reaching Earth in just two or three hours—more than twice as quick as the Harley-989 luxury ship Feng Lin had taken before. The cabin was remarkably stable, with no sense of discomfort at all.
Feng Lin lay back in the pilot seat, silently marveling at the wonders of interstellar technology. When technology reached its peak, it was no less impressive than supernatural power. It was a technique that leveraged external objects to manipulate the laws of the universe. Though it couldn't change human nature, its advantage lay in being unaffected by innate talents or conditions. As long as enough resources and scientific knowledge were accumulated, its unleashed power could reshape heaven and earth without any limitations.
Humanity's technological tree in the interstellar age had climbed to an unprecedented peak, giving birth to countless marvels. Unfortunately, the solar system was just a backward, chaotic region. The true cutting-edge interstellar tech belonged to the superpowers of the galaxy. Feng Lin had only heard of things like black hole annihilation cannons, dimensional missiles, and vacuum wave matrices—just their names suggested they were extraordinary weapons.
This spindle-shaped ship was also a pinnacle of interstellar technology, something the solar system couldn't possess.
With two hours left before reaching Earth, Feng Lin began exploring the ship.
This spindle-shaped vessel was Giant Pharmaceuticals' last trump card, housing all the底蕴 of this massive monopoly. It was the essence of the company's technology and assets—a veritable treasure trove. And now, all of it belonged to Feng Lin!
As the owner, shouldn't he take stock of his property?
So, with a light heart, Feng Lin wandered around inside the ship, looking left and right like a country bumpkin entering a city, finding everything novel. Even with his usual calm demeanor, he felt a bit dizzy from the sheer magnitude of this treasure.
"Optical brain, pull up all the ship's data!" Feng Lin commanded.
Pop!
A wave of light cascaded down before him, forming a virtual human figure so lifelike it stood before Feng Lin as if real. It was a woman with an incredibly alluring figure—full breasts, curvaceous hips, and an S-shaped silhouette that was utterly captivating. Her proportions matched the golden ratio perfectly, with a high-bridged nose and deep, spring-like eyes, like the Greek goddess of beauty, Venus, descending to earth.
The only flaw was that this optical brain's virtual projection was a blonde, blue-eyed girl.
Noticing Feng Lin's displeasure, the optical brain began adjusting itself.
"Adjusting virtual form according to the captain's requirements!" The blonde woman's image shifted rapidly, instantly transforming into a black-haired, dark-eyed Eastern beauty. Her eyes were like autumn waters, her expression serene and gentle, clad in a purple Hanfu, embodying the mystery and grace typical of Eastern women.
Feng Lin nodded. He had to admit, this was much more pleasing to the eye.
Sensing his satisfaction, the optical brain's Eastern beauty parted her peach-like lips and smiled. "Holy Will intelligent optical brain, Anna, at your service!"
Feng Lin frowned. An Eastern beauty with that name felt a bit off.
"Can the name be changed? Both the ship's name and yours need changing. What's with 'Holy Will'? What's with 'Anna'? Since this is my ship, why should it have a Western name?" he said, his tone domineering.
"Your command is my highest will!" The optical brain beauty covered her mouth with a human-like smile. "Please give your orders!"
Truly a rare interstellar ship—the optical brain's intelligence was remarkably high, almost on par with a human.
Feng Lin marveled inwardly, then his eyes lit up. Since he was following the mythic path of Sun Wukong, and this folding ship would be his base from now on, why not call it...
"Flower-Fruit Mountain! From today on, this ship is renamed the Flower-Fruit Mountain!" Feng Lin confirmed repeatedly.
"Captain's command confirmed! Holy Will ship renamed Flower-Fruit Mountain. Rename successful!" The optical brain beauty smiled. "Please continue to rename the optical brain."
"Call yourself Zixia!" Feng Lin said casually without much thought.
"Rename successful! Captain Feng Lin, Flower-Fruit Mountain ship optical brain Zixia at your service!" The optical brain beauty smiled fully, as lifelike as a real person.
"Mm!" Feng Lin nodded and ordered calmly, "Now, show me the ship's structure and layout."
"Captain, please follow me!" The optical brain beauty stepped forward, leading Feng Lin deeper into the ship while explaining along the way.
The interior was vast, divided into multiple levels: labs, training rooms, leisure areas—everything was available, luxurious and comfortable.
In the equipment area, Feng Lin was startled to see various guns and shells, all of unusual models. He didn't recognize them, but they were clearly elite weapons from interstellar powers, not the shoddy gear made in the solar system.
He even spotted three human-sized micro-mechs, like metal armor but brimming with technological sophistication.
"Assemble!" Feng Lin pressed a mech button, pointed from afar, and commanded.
The mech parts immediately shot toward him with jets of air, quickly assembling. In no time, a steel figure stood in place.
Feng Lin took a step, moving with interest. Mechs were rare; this was his first time using one.
He began testing the mech's capabilities, tapping its metal shell with a finger, then suddenly exerting force.
Creak.
The metal casing groaned under the strain, leaving a clear fingerprint.
Awkward...
Feng Lin silently withdrew his hand, feeling speechless.
So fragile! Wasn't this mech made of high-strength alloy? How could it not withstand even a light push?
Feng Lin was disheartened. This was his first time wearing a mech, only to find it weaker than himself.
Mechs had grades too; this was at best a low-level martial mech. It might be useful for other interstellar cultivators, but not for Feng Lin. The mech wasn't as tough as his own body—wearing it just added a layer of metal, useless and cumbersome.
Feng Lin realized with surprise that his level had unknowingly become very, very high. These cultivation resources, precious to others, were now worthless to him.
I'm just too strong!
Feng Lin sighed inwardly. He barely recognized himself anymore. The once-obscure youth who fled Earth to escape his family's oppression had vanished without a trace.
Shaking off this brief melancholy, Feng Lin continued exploring the ship.
Inside, he found all sorts of supplies: plant seeds, animal embryos, and various oddities. The system also stored scientific knowledge, all basic scientific常识. He even found wilderness survival guides.
"What's this? Teaching someone to be Bear Grylls? But even Bear couldn't survive on a barren planet!" Feng Lin thought, puzzled. What use was this?
He then reached the ship's warehouse, where he saw thousands of spherical robots stacked high, each marked with a label.
"Hercules-198 Model Worker Robot!"
Feng Lin realized something and looked at the Flower-Fruit Mountain ship with delight.
Could this be a colonization ship?