Chapter 6

"I'm freaking eight years old right now!"

"Even if it were developed, I couldn't even fit into it!"

Feeling aggrieved, his memories of his past life were still being livestreamed.

[Tony walked down with an arrogant expression, while a General from the military base waited nearby.]

[Tony extended his hand: "Hello, General."]

[The General smiled: "Welcome, Mr. Tony; I look forward to seeing the weapons you demonstrate."]

[With everything prepared, Tony stood before the desert and the mountain peak, smiling faintly:]

["Which is better: to be feared or to be respected?"]

["I would ask, can one not have both?"]

["It is my honor to introduce the weapon born for this very purpose."]

["Stark Industries' trump card: the first anti-gravity missile launch system, integrating our own rapidly developed counter-attack technology."]

["Some say the best weapon requires no firing; I beg to differ."]

["I believe the best weapon needs to be fired only once!"]

["Just find an excuse to fire this missile once, and I guarantee the bad guys will hide in caves and dare not come out."]

[Tony gestured with his hand, and the nearby missile launch pad and targeting system immediately sprang into action.]

[A earth-yellow missile shot out amidst its tail flame; halfway through its flight, it suddenly disintegrated, bursting into numerous small bomblets that rained down upon the mountain peak below.]

["For your reference: the Jericho Missile."]

[Tony spread his arms wide; amidst his arrogance, continuous explosions erupted behind him, the terrifying shockwaves becoming almost tangible as they swept over everyone present.]

["For every five billion in transactions completed, we gift a crate of wine like this."]

[Tony opened the cooler, held up a glass of wine, stepped into the armored vehicle, and began the return journey to the city.]

The viewers in the livestream room began spamming a massive number of exclamation marks.

"Damn! Is this little kid an arms dealer in his past life?"

"Ten million activity points; this identity... truly caught me off guard."

"Strange, there's still war in this era? Our Federation has enjoyed continuous peace for thousands of years; there has never been any war."

"Truly like wiping one's ass with gauze—showing off a trick that leaves us exposed."

"Jericho Missile? Never heard of it; is it some old missile from the Blue Star of the past?"

"His expression is so punch-worthy; I don't like it."

"Wait, is this a new reincarnation? What happened to that big whale?"

"Single capture; the memory footage can only depict one past life."

"Speechless! You go to demonstrate a new weapon and bring frozen beer along? So pretentious!"

"Doesn't look like it; this seems no different from the modern era of Blue Star? I've seen similar planes before."

The viewers were puzzled; if ten million activity points amounted to merely the identity of an arms dealer,

then they began to doubt the authenticity of the activity points.

The online viewer count in the livestream room not only failed to grow but began to decline.

Moreover, up until now, not a single person had sent a tip.

Suddenly, the returning convoy in the footage erupted in a violent explosion.

"Damn! He's dead already?!"

"No way! Ten million activity points, and this is all there is?"

"Which jerk is scamming people here?"

"Eight years old? Ten million? I think it's all fake!"

"A Hundred Reincarnations; what a mocking ID."

Some plot points require setup; please be patient.

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It's December; there's still over a month until Chinese New Year.

The Lunar New Year comes quite early this year.

This little author hasn't gone home for the New Year in a long time.

Counting the time, it's been at least four years.

No one knows the pain of spending the New Year in a foreign land, unable to return home.

Watching others reunite with their loved ones while one can only face a cold window, drinking beer alone,

is truly miserable.

But there was no other way; only by working away from home could I earn a little money.

During the New Year, taking a shift meant earning some overtime pay; although the boss couldn't offer much, it was still several hundred yuan more than my usual daily wage.

Plus, they provided a New Year's Eve meal (a large plate of dumplings); last year I counted over thirty of them, leaving me full and satisfied.

This year, I was fortunate enough to come to Feilu and meet such lovely readers.

You all provide me with great spiritual comfort.

This year, the author really wants to go home for the New Year; truly, desperately so.

I don't want to face the cold bars and windows alone anymore.

I don't want to eat the thirty-plus dumplings cooked by the boss's wife again!

I want to go home!

But if I go home, there will be no overtime pay.

Although I know that for everyone else, a few hundred yuan isn't much, probably not even the cost of a single meal.

But for me, it might cover a whole month's food expenses.

Truly, every word is the truth.

Perhaps some people don't know what it actually tastes like to eat steamed buns with pickled vegetables.

During my hardest times, I did this for over half a month!

To be honest, even a dog wouldn't eat it!

It was fine while eating since it filled the stomach, but afterward, my digestive system suffered terribly, and a certain part of my body endured immense agony!

This year it exploded completely; I went to the hospital twice, underwent surgery twice in a row, suffering unspeakably! It was adding frost to snow!

Let's not talk about this anymore; everyone should pay attention to their health in the future and avoid reckless eating and drinking.

Let's talk about this book instead.

Releasing this book, my mood has been quite turbulent.

Another point is that this book's genre isn't particularly popular, but it is indeed something the author very much wanted to write.

I believe there are certainly people willing to stick with the author and see this book through to the very end!

The other matter concerns the update volume.

As long as everyone's statistics are high!

Updating twenty times a day is truly no problem!

Last but not least, the author wants to say that during the new book period, the various statistics in the first few days are extremely important to the author.

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