Into Mogadishu

On the third day of the cyberwar, Chu Feng quietly slipped away and arrived at the Dream Weaver.

Under the construction of the Engineering Robots, the Dream Weaver had excavated a space of nearly three thousand square meters beneath Jiangxin Islet. It was about thirty meters high and nearly a hundred meters underground.

If anyone else found out, their jaws would probably hit the floor.

Jiangxin Islet in Hailing City lay on an alluvial plain. Water could be dug up just a few meters below ground, let alone when the Dream Weaver was constructing underwater. Without the Engineering Robots' formidable capabilities, it would have been impossible.

When he entered the vast underground space, Chu Feng found a sci-fi spaceship parked inside.

The entire space was supported by superalloy pillars installed by the Engineering Robots. A single pillar fifty centimeters in diameter could bear seven million tons. More than a hundred had been used throughout the space, yet they had consumed only around four percent of the warehouse's stored materials.

Following the familiar route aboard the spaceship, Chu Feng once again felt the power of technology and could not help feeling nostalgic.

"Welcome back, Captain. The Dream Weaver's intelligence is delighted to serve you!"

The intelligence, shaped like a breathtakingly beautiful woman, was already waiting for Chu Feng's orders.

"Intelligence, have you sorted out everything in the warehouses?"

He had left in a hurry back then, stuffing away anything that looked useful. He had even forgotten what he had taken, so he could only sort through it all now.

The intelligence extended a hand, and a light screen appeared before Chu Feng, displaying the storage status of each warehouse.

There were fifty slots, and he could click on each one to inspect its contents. But when he saw the blacked-out No. 32 marker, Chu Feng's heart ached again... My gold...

Chu Feng inspected the items one by one.

"Industrial Mother Machine? Not bad, not bad."

"Molecular 3D Printer. Nice!"

"Mechanical Exoskeleton Manufacturing Equipment. Wow, this is great..."

"Quantum Computer? This antique is here too?"

"Nuclear Fusion Battery Raw Material Depot? This has potential..."

"Emergency Energy Collector? No rush for that yet. Let it sit for now..."

"This is a Particle Gun? So it was here? Good stuff. Keep it."

"Oh, this is a raw material depot... The materials are decent. Saves me from having to make them myself."

"Fully Automatic Assembly Platform. Damn, I finally found you..."

After searching for ages, he had finally found what he wanted.

Chu Feng had gone to great lengths to buy this from a friendly civilization of level four on Planet Taibo. Of course, they were all outdated technological products. He remembered that it had been a buy-one-get-one-free deal, and the price was probably about the same as buying a basic phone on Earth. Since Chu Feng had ordered a hundred units at once, they had even thrown in a control console that allowed him to program them himself.

The Assembly Platform did not sound all that remarkable, but on Earth, it was incredible technology.

All he had to do was put in the raw materials to be assembled, and it could automatically manufacture and assemble products according to his programming.

High-powered weapons were out of the question, but making something as small as a phone was no problem.

"Heh, you're the one. Those people waiting to laugh at me—I'll show you what a real gap looks like!"

Chu Feng said bitterly. The USA's shameless conduct had thoroughly enraged him. He was not made of clay, either.

"Dream Weaver, prepare ten human bionic bodies and implant the system into them. And you should come with me too. This body can serve as a sub-system for now, which will make communication easier."

"Yes, Captain. Your orders will be obeyed."

The intelligence bent at the waist in salute, inadvertently revealing a snowy-white cleavage that made Chu Feng's nose itch.

Rubbing his nose, Chu Feng felt a little miserable. I clearly have a girlfriend. I need to speed things up, or I'm really going to die from holding back!

"Oh, right. From now on, your name is Alita. To outsiders, you'll be my newly hired employee, understand? The other Engineering Robots can call me Boss."

He remembered watching a movie before, where there had been an intelligent robot called Battle Angel Alita. Wasn't this practically a replica?

"Yes, Boss." That sweet "Boss" made Chu Feng shudder all over. Why had he never thought of this before?

"Let's go. We're heading for the port near Mogadishu first."

The ship stirred and rose into the air. After it passed through one gate and that gate closed, another gate opened, and slightly murky river water surged in.

Sitting in the familiar cockpit and looking at the projections on the holographic screen, Chu Feng felt as though he had returned to his days on Planet Taibo.

The spaceship could not travel too fast underwater. The resistance of the water was simply too great, and the waves it created would be far too conspicuous.

Fortunately, it was night. The spaceship activated its cloaking device and flew straight into the sky.

Mogadishu, formerly known as Muqdisho, was a port city on the Indian Ocean coast in northeastern East Africa and Somalia's largest city. Somalia's capital, major port, and historic ancient city, Mogadishu lay in the southeastern part of the country, along the western coast of the Indian Ocean.

Today's Mogadishu was filled with civil unrest and rebellion. War could be seen everywhere, everyone on the streets carried guns, and terror permeated the city.

Mogadishu was more than fourteen thousand kilometers from China. After setting the arrival time for dawn, the intelligence calculated the speed and set off.

At daybreak, as the spaceship gradually approached Somalia's coast from above the vast Indian Ocean, the blinking lights of the coastal lighthouse went out. The boundless sea slowly awakened from the night, and a unique sunrise scene emerged over the rolling waves in the east. Soaring mosque minarets lined the shore, along with rows of ancient Arabian castles. A city dominated by white gradually revealed its clear outline in the morning light—this was Mogadishu. With a population of 1.5 million and an urban area of over twenty square kilometers, the white city stood against the blue Indian Ocean, looking clean and beautiful. There was not the slightest sign of war or terror.

Yet the occasional bursts of gunfire reminded everyone not to be deceived by appearances.

After having Alita—the intelligence—customize two Guardian Robots in the appearance of Somali black men, Chu Feng set foot on this beautiful yet turbulent land.

Since it was his first time here, wandering around blindly would have been unwise. So, after some investigation, he quickly found the true power holder of the place—General Abadi Efua, a warlord commander.

With the help of artificial intelligence, Abadi Efua was quickly located.

Arriving at a refugee slum, it was hard to imagine that Mogadishu's local tyrant actually lived in a place like this.

The group of Chu Feng, Alita, and ten Black men was far too conspicuous. The moment they entered, they were targeted. In the darkness, who knew how many pitch-black gun barrels were already aimed at Chu Feng's head? If he hadn't been wearing a Mechanical Exoskeleton and carrying a portable Shield Generator, he wouldn't have dared come even if someone beat him to death. After all, life was precious.

"Boss, one potential threat. Five non-threats. Do they need to be dealt with?"

Alita spoke coldly, as though she were merely discussing what to eat today.

The ten Guardian Robots also activated their guard mode and drew their Particle Guns.

"Easy, Alita. Help me translate. Tell them that Chu Feng from China has something he needs to discuss with General Effya."

Naturally, Alita had no objections and translated directly.

Seeing Chu Feng's side had no hostile intent, the other party said nothing more. They told Chu Feng to wait where he was, then went to report directly to Abdi Effya.

Abdi Effya also received the report from his subordinate.

Caressing a Golden Desert Eagle, Effya could not figure out what Chu Feng's group intended. He was even more surprised that they had managed to obtain information about his location.

His hiding place changed every few days, and the decision was always made at the last minute. Even his trusted aides might not know about it. After all, people like them lived every day with their heads on the line. Yet the moment these people arrived, they said they were looking for him, clearly certain of his location. How could that not be astonishing?

But judging by the situation, they probably meant no harm. Otherwise, if they had simply handed his location over to USA agents, he likely would not have had an easy time either.

"Bring them over. Be polite."

After thinking for a moment, Abdi Effya ultimately decided to meet Chu Feng and see what he wanted.