X-101 Stealth Warship

Hiss.

As Lin Fan approached, the warship's seamless black belly slid open with a muffled release of air pressure.

A metallic staircase shimmering with silver light descended, landing silently on the dust-covered ground.

At the edges of the stairs, deep blue cold-light lamps flickered to life, appearing starkly prominent in the deathly darkness.

Lin Fan walked up the stairs toward the interior of the warship. The moment he stepped inside, the hatch behind him closed without a sound.

In that instant, the nauseating, musty stench of decay and the chill of the ruins were completely sealed off.

In their place was absolute silence and the minimalist, sci-fi aesthetic unique to an advanced civilization.

There were no complex pipes or exposed wires inside the warship.

The walls were a soft, silvery white, warm to the touch—neither metal nor wood, yet they instilled a sense of indestructible security.

"Whoa, it actually looks pretty nice."

Lin Fan offered a word of praise before walking straight through the corridor and into the spacious command cabin.

In the center of the cabin stood a semi-circular console with fluid, graceful lines.

Several holographic screens hovered above it in standby mode, emitting faint, flowing streams of particle light.

On the dashboard, countless data streams cascaded like a waterfall, scrolling frantically.

Hum!

Suddenly, a deep blue beam of light projected without warning from a crystal in the center of the console.

The light beams intertwined and reorganized in the air, finally coalescing into a holographic projection shaped like an owl.

The owl's feathers were distinct and sharp, its eyes vivid and piercing; had it not been composed of blue light, it would have been indistinguishable from a living creature.

"Beep!"

"Biological wave frequency confirmed... Soul imprint matches."

"Welcome home, Master."

The owl's voice was elegant and steady, carrying a composure reminiscent of an old English butler, devoid of any cold, electronic synthesis.

The holographic owl bowed slightly, its etiquette impeccable.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. I am the ship's onboard intelligent auxiliary lifeform--101."

"My duties include: navigation planning, stealth field management, weapon system scheduling, structural maintenance, and risk early warning."

As its voice faded, the surrounding holographic screens, previously dim, instantly lit up.

Green indicator lights connected in a sea, appearing like pairs of eyes opening in the darkness.

"X-101 Stealth Warship self-check complete. Energy systems are operating normally. Ready for departure at any time."

"Master, please issue your commands!"

Lin Fan walked to the command chair located in the center and sat down, leaning back.

The sense of being enveloped allowed his tense nerves to finally relax a little.

He tapped his fingers lightly against the cold armrests, his gaze sweeping over the flickering parameters on the screens.

"101, is it?" Lin Fan said softly. "Report the warship's specific parameters and performance."

The holographic owl bowed elegantly once more, the blue light in its eyes flickering slightly.

"Understood."

Whoosh!

The holographic screens in front exploded outward to the sides, and complex data streams poured down like a waterfall, finally settling on several core module icons that radiated a cold, eerie luster.

"Model: Black Dragon Mountain Empire X-series special stealth warship."

"Comprehensive rating: B7."

101's originally elegant tone now carried a hint of undisguisable reserve and arrogance.

"First, the defense system."

On the screen, the 3D model of the pitch-black warship began to rotate slowly, its outer hull rippling with a heavy, water-like luster.

"The airframe skeleton is smelted from B7-grade 'Black Refined Iron Mother,' and the outer armor is forged from a composite of B3-grade 'Black Spirit Crystal Mother.'"

"Even facing the full-force bombardment of an ordinary Star-level powerhouse, it is impossible to cause any effective damage to the warship's hull."

Listening to this understated description, Lin Fan nodded slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

B7-grade corresponded to a seventh-stage Star-level.

In the universe, it might not count for much, but here on Earth, it meant that even if Hong, the strongest person on Earth, arrived in person—

As long as he didn't pull out alien technology from ancient civilization ruins, he could stand there and smash away, and he probably wouldn't even be able to crack this turtle shell!

On Earth, this was not just a warship; it was an absolute safe house.

"Not bad. Continue."

"Secondly, the stealth system."

101 continued its report as a transparent light shield, rippling like water, emerged around the model.

"This unit is equipped with the Black Dragon Mountain Empire's special-issue 'Ghost IV' full-band stealth system."

"External camouflage can reach 100%, maximizing the reduction of radar wave reflection, shielding thermal imaging, and cutting off gravitational waves and other possible tracking methods."

At this point, 101's tone shifted, becoming rigorous.

"However, please note that the stealth field is a high-energy-consumption system."

"Furthermore, stealth is not invincible. If you encounter detection equipment exceeding the warship's grade, or if you are directly covered by a powerhouse's domain, this unit still faces a risk of exposure."

Lin Fan nodded.

That was reasonable.

Stealth was, after all, a technological means, not a law of the universe.

Being able to achieve this much was already enough for him to walk sideways across this planet.

He tapped the armrest and asked the question he cared about most—the most critical one.

"What about offensive capabilities?"

After all, the system defined this ship as a warship; its offensive power should be its strongest suit.

Hearing Lin Fan's question, the blue light in 101's electronic eyes flared brightly.

"This unit is defined as a 'reconnaissance warship.' To pursue ultimate stealth and speed, some sustained combat capability was sacrificed, but the firepower has not been reduced."

"Because this unit adopts an 'explosive firepower' structure."

"Simply put: it must be not only fast but also fierce!"

Following the explanation, a weapon structure diagram full of violent aesthetics appeared before Lin Fan's eyes, with five icons flickering with crimson danger lights lined up in order.

"Currently equipped with five sets of C-grade standard armaments, sufficient to pose a fatal threat to Star-level targets."

"First: B2-grade electromagnetic penetration cannon [Thunder Spike]."

On the screen, a simulated blue electromagnetic beam instantly pierced a towering mountain, causing the mountain to explode from within.

"Superconducting coil charges for 1 second, firing 'ultra-high-speed depleted uranium solid projectile beams.' Features 'segmented armor-piercing' properties; it explodes upon impact, causing secondary blast damage."

"Second: B3-grade multi-stage hunting cannon [Hunter Stele]."

The image shifted as a missile, trailing an eerie S-shaped exhaust, locked onto a monster Lin Fan had never seen before until it blew it into fireworks.

"Charges for 0.1 seconds, range of 1,800 kilometers. Three-stage ballistic self-correction, specifically designed to counter all kinds of flashy, high-speed maneuvers."

"Third: B4-grade plasma torrent cannon [Red Tide]."

The screen was instantly submerged in a sea of crimson fire.

"Charges for 10 seconds. A single burst can cause a chain effect of 'scorching-melting-vaporization,' with temperatures reaching millions of degrees. It also features a 'tidal eruption' mode, which is a great tool for clearing the field."

"Fourth: B4-grade gravitational pulse generator [Star Fall]."

This demonstration was the most eerie. There was no beam; the target simply twisted and collapsed in an instant, as if crushed by an invisible giant hand.

"Charges for 14 seconds. Uses high-frequency gravitational waves to apply 'instantaneous gravity,' ignoring outer armor to directly crush the target's bone core and internal organs."

"Striking across mountains to hit the bull; internal destruction."

"Fifth: B7-grade fission scattering cannon [Crown Breaker]."

This demonstration was the most violent. A beam shot out and suddenly split into hundreds of lethal rays mid-flight, shrouding everything within a thousand-mile radius ahead.

"Charges for 9 seconds, range of 4,000 kilometers, area-of-effect strike, the bane of cannon fodder."

After introducing the five major weapons, 101's voice became serious.

"However, I must add that while the power of these weapons is indeed terrifying, the cost of each attack is extremely expensive."

"Any single shot will drain a large amount of the warship's energy. This unit is only equipped with one standard energy canister, and there is no backup."

"Once the energy is exhausted, both stealth and propulsion will cease."

After listening to 101's detailed report, Lin Fan rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

Isn't this the classic high-attack, high-agility, glass-cannon, mana-starved build?

The characteristics were very clear: one must focus on attack efficiency, as prolonged brawling was this warship's fatal weakness.

A curve tugged at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"Hmm, not bad at all. It's certainly fierce."

"It lives up to the title of a warship."

"Thank you for the praise, Master."

The owl, 101, bowed, its movements extremely elegant.