Over on Douluo Continent, Qian Daoliu could not help shuddering as he imagined more than two hundred missiles flying toward him at once.
He might have been able to stop one or two, and perhaps he could have barely managed three or five. Any more than that, and he would have been completely helpless.
Only then did Qian Daoliu clearly grasp the gap between the two worlds.
Ling Yuan, unwilling to concede, stubbornly said, "The weapons are powerful, sure, but the people are still ordinary people. As long as I can get aboard, I can take out everyone on the ship and seize the whole thing."
Hearing that, Qian Xunji nodded, thinking she had a point.
No matter how powerful the weapons were, the people were still ordinary people. Even against those powerful guns, a Titled Douluo who activated his Martial Soul Avatar could hold out for a while.
And that would be enough time to deal with everyone aboard.
Bibi Dong had thought of the same thing and asked about it.
"Tang Fan, if a Titled Douluo got aboard, wouldn't your weapons be useless?"
"Get aboard? Good idea, but first you'd have to manage it. Tell me, how would you get aboard?"
"Hmm... couldn't I fly aboard under cover of night? Titled Douluo can fly too."
"Heh, let me start by explaining what radar is..."
Tang Fan found a short educational video about radar and showed it to Bibi Dong. The video was also broadcast to Douluo Continent.
Like everyone else on Douluo Continent, Bibi Dong did not really understand how radar worked, but they all understood the conclusion.
Radar was a warship's eyes. Day or night, it could see what was happening a long, long way around the ship, ensuring its safety.
In other words, sneaking aboard under cover of darkness would never work. She would just be blown to bits by air-defense missiles.
"Oh, and don't think about relying on speed to break through the defenses. Take a look at that thing. It's called a close-in weapon system."
Just then, Bibi Dong saw footage of a close-in weapon system firing on the big screen.
The metal storm of more than ten thousand rounds a minute made Bibi Dong's scalp tingle.
Bibi Dong swallowed. "That... even a Titled Douluo would be torn to pieces, wouldn't they?"
"Now you understand, right? An aircraft carrier fleet is a vital national asset, with defenses covering every angle. Don't even think about breaking through and getting aboard."
At Spirit Hall on Douluo Continent, Ling Yuan fell utterly silent. The close-in weapon system had frightened her, and the moment she imagined herself being torn apart by its metal storm, her scalp tingled.
Qian Xunji was much the same. After picturing it for himself, he thought that even if he activated his Martial Soul Avatar and every defensive Soul Skill he had, he might not be able to withstand a single burst of that metal storm.
"Why can ordinary people in that world make something so terrifying? Why?"
Qian Xunji could not understand it or make sense of it. He was even afraid. Humans had always feared the unknown.
Tang Fan led Bibi Dong farther along. Still somewhat unconvinced, she asked, "What if a Titled Douluo did get aboard? Say, by sneaking on in disguise."
"Haha, leaving aside how strict the identity checks on a warship are, let's say a Titled Douluo got aboard, just like you said. Do you think they could easily deal with the well-trained officers and sailors? Don't joke around."
"Then how would they stop a Titled Douluo? The guns we saw earlier couldn't break through a Titled Douluo's defenses."
"I won't argue that point for now. Let's say individual rifles can't. First, you'd have to get past the close-in weapon system. Do you think it can only fire outward? It can turn around and shoot at the deck."
"Huh? That thing can fire at the ship too? Wouldn't that damage the ship?"
"Hahaha, what kind of thinking is that? If it gets damaged, they can repair it. Wiping out the enemy takes priority."
Bibi Dong's face turned a little red with embarrassment.
"No need to be embarrassed. It's already a consensus that there isn't much intelligence to go around on Douluo Continent."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Can't help it. That's how it was written in the book. In the latter half, you, the great villain, turned Spirit Hall into the Spirit Hall Empire and declared war directly on the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.
"Honestly, that move itself was pretty stupid. If I were you, even personally assassinating the leaders of the two empires until they were terrified and surrendered of their own accord would have been more practical than sending armies to tear chunks out of each other.
"The Spirit Hall Empire had only just been founded then, and its army was its weak point. Using your own weakness to attack the enemy's strength-there's no explanation for that except water in your brain."
"That was the Bibi Dong in the book. It had nothing to do with me. I wouldn't be that stupid."
Once again, Bibi Dong distanced herself from her counterpart in the book. Tang Fan just smiled and took her word for it.
"There's another point. Yu Xiaogang came up with a scheme as basic as intercepting the enemy's grain supplies, and he was praised as a master strategist of almost divine foresight.
"You can't blame readers for suspecting everyone on Douluo Continent is an idiot."
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and thought, That Yu Xiaogang again. When I get back, if I see him in Spirit City, I'll definitely castrate him.
At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen's expression turned ugly when he heard Tang Fan drag Yu Xiaogang out for ridicule again.
Several of the clan's elders, including his own younger brother Yu Luomian, were holding back laughter. They were laughing at Yu Xiaogang, but they were also slapping him in the face. How could he not be angry?
"Clan leader, I think we should strike Yu Xiaogang's name from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's rolls for good. Otherwise, if the heavenly screen keeps exposing him like this, sooner or later he'll make our clan lose every last shred of face."
"Exactly... he's a good-for-nothing who can't stay put and behave himself. All he does is cause trouble for the clan. When all's said and done, clan leader, you've spoiled him too much."
Faced with the elders' accusations, Yu Yuanzhen said nothing and simply watched the heavenly screen. He must have hated Tang Fan to death.
At this point, Tang Fan naturally thought of Ning Fengzhi.
"You know Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, right?"
"Yes, of course. He's the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, after all. I've heard he's a very shrewd man."
"Do you know what that shrewd sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect said about Yu Xiaogang?"
"What did he say?"
"'Whoever gains the Grandmaster gains the world.' He even said it to Emperor Xue Ye. Hahaha... it's still so funny when I think about it."
"The Grandmaster?"
"That's Yu Xiaogang. He scraped together information on Martial Soul Theory from all over the place, and you made most of it accessible to him. Then he summed it up into the so-called Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls and started calling himself a master of Martial Soul Theory.
"His most famous saying is: 'There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters.'
"We readers have this to say about it: with one sentence, he cursed himself twice."
At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect on Douluo Continent, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were both looking at Ning Fengzhi strangely.
The faint smile that had been on Ning Fengzhi's face froze.