High Martial: I Use Everything as Swords

Chapter 265: Chapter 220: Generous Rewards and the Ghost Fighter Project

It was completely different from any known model on the market.

The fuselage was long and flat, evoking the organic look of a deep-sea predator. It had no conventional air intakes; instead, its body was covered in dense, honeycomb-like units for absorbing Spiritual Power.

"The ’Ghost’ X-01 Prototype."

Chen Beixuan explained slowly.

"Star Sea Technology’s most classified project. We seized the whole thing before it even had a test flight."

"Now, it’s yours."

The moment Han Feng saw it, his eyes lit up.

Though it was only a holographic projection, he recognized the fighter’s exceptional nature at first glance.

The frame was forged from a spinal alloy of some High Tier Flying Demon Beast, imbued with life-like resilience and strength.

The skin was a coating that perfectly absorbed both radar waves and Spiritual Power detection.

Most critically, its interior offered an enormous and highly flexible space for Rune modifications.

’This is no mere fighter jet!’

’This is practically a Sword Embryo, tailor-made just for me!’

"However, it’s only a half-finished product,"

Chen Beixuan added.

"It only has a frame and the most basic Power Core. The weapons, fire control, and even the operating system are a complete blank."

"Blank is perfect."

Han Feng immediately chimed in, his voice tinged with irrepressible excitement. "I wouldn’t be comfortable with someone else’s system anyway."

"That’s the spirit."

Chen Beixuan switched off the projection.

"The Council has approved the formation of a special project team for ’High-Mobility Personal Flying Devices.’ It will operate under the Celestial Craft Group, and you will serve as the chief technical advisor."

"This Ghost fighter will be your first test bed."

"Celestial Craft Group will assign their top technical team to give you their full support. All research and development funds will be allocated directly by the Council."

"You have only one mission."

Chen Beixuan’s gaze grew intense.

"To turn these cold, ’industrial half-products,’ as quickly as you can, into... lethal weapons that will make the enemy’s blood run cold."

"Can you do it?"

Han Feng broke into a confident grin.

"Dean, just you wait and see."

"As long as the resources are sufficient, forget a lethal weapon—I could build you a ’flying fortress’!"

"Stop bragging."

Chen Beixuan shot him a glare, but he couldn’t hide the smile tugging at the corners of his eyes.

"You don’t have to worry about resources.

Since this is part of Project Tinder, as long as you deliver results, you can request any materials you need. Just file the reports."

"Thank you, Dean."

This time, Han Feng’s gratitude was sincere.

’Now this is a real gift!’

’With the legitimate cover of this project team, I can openly use all of East Sea City’s resources to forge my very own Lifebound Flying Sword!’

"There’s no need for thanks. Just focus on your work and get that fighter built. That will be the best thanks you can give me."

Chen Beixuan waved his hand.

"Besides, this is just a ’job’ assignment. It’s not your reward."

He pointed to the Black Gold Card on the desk.

"This card, along with the thirty million Contribution Points on it, is your personal reward from the Council for handing over the Jade Scroll.

It’s separate from the fighter jet research."

At those words, Han Feng’s breath caught in his throat.

He had thought that the chance to build his own Spiritual Energy Fighter was an immense reward in itself.

He never imagined the Council would be this generous.

He was about to rise and thank him again, but Chen Beixuan held up a hand to stop him and continued.

"Furthermore, Li Tiecheng from the military is also very interested in you."

"He’s promised you the rank of Honorary Major, which comes with all the resource provisions of a field-grade officer."

"Additionally, the Blood Saber fleet’s armory will be opened to you completely. You can go inside and pick any single piece of equipment below Tier Four."

Chen Beixuan looked at Han Feng and said with deep meaning,

"That old fox is dead set on roping you onto the military’s bandwagon. He’s certainly willing to pay the price.

Go pay him a visit when you have the time. Don’t let this opportunity go to waste."

Han Feng put away the heavy Black Gold Card, a storm of emotions churning within him.

’A fighter jet, a lab, massive resources, top-tier equipment...’

’It all came so fast, and it was all so much.’

"Oh, right. About that Winged People plan—I’ve canceled it. It’s too dangerous for you to be out and about right now."

"Alright, that’s all for today.

Go home and wait for a notification about the fighter project. Someone will contact you in a while."

"And remember to go see Li Tiecheng as soon as you can."

Chen Beixuan waved his hand, dismissing him.

Han Feng stood and gave a deep bow to the old dean who was genuinely looking out for his future.

"Thank you, Dean Chen!"

With that, he turned and left, his back as straight as a sword.

As he watched Han Feng’s figure disappear at the end of the mountain path,

the smile on Chen Beixuan’s face slowly faded, replaced by an expectation as deep as the ocean.

"Ten years... Tinder..."

he muttered to himself.

"I hope this fire burns bright enough... bright enough to set the very heavens ablaze."