Chapter 809: Shameless Journey

Although the brother and sister didn’t talk much, Yang Shanshan held no prejudice against her cheap brother. In fact, she quite admired her pilot brother; it gave her a chance to boast when chatting with others.

This time, Lin Mo brought a gift for everyone in the family, each one unique and valuable. The best gift was a garnet roughly the size of a pigeon’s egg for Yang Shanshan, which made her burst into joy. It may not have been a diamond, but it was certainly impressive enough for her to show off for a while.

After all, how could an older brother give his younger sister a diamond? That would be too wicked.

“Um! My English is okay!”

Lin Mo’s English came from the memories inherited from this body. Though much of the original memory had faded, he had studied for a while and made up for the loss. He frowned and said, “What’s wrong? Aren’t you going abroad to study?”

“Bro, please don’t laugh at me!” Yang Shanshan replied shyly, “My English is only mediocre. Mom insists I go abroad for school, saying the education here is just about exams and we don’t really learn anything.”

“……”

Lin Mo understood. Seeing his sister’s reluctant demeanor, this was not just admiration for foreign things but also pushing someone beyond their limits.

“Xiao Mo, when you get to America, take care of your sister. If you have time, it would be best to take Shanshan to school. She’s just a girl, and your mom is quite worried.”

Though Yang Lian could not go with her daughter to America, she trusted Lin Mo more since he was a soldier.

“Got it! Leave it to me! Shanshan will be safe with me!”

Lin Mo packed heavy luggage into a cart at the airport’s entrance, quickly filling five carts.

When they reached America, he figured it might be difficult to transport all of Shanshan’s things to her school.

“Be careful on the way. Things are different abroad, and you might not know the area. If you feel in danger, remember to call the police. Eat what you need and spend as you should. If you run out of money, just let us know.”

Lin Yuanfang was much more composed and careful, reminding his son and stepdaughter to stay safe.

Yang Shanshan clearly found her parents’ reminders tedious, and she protested, “Don’t worry, Dad! Brother and I aren’t kids anymore! We can take care of ourselves!”

What she worried about most was how to endure the years of studying in America. The language barrier was a significant obstacle; if she couldn’t understand the teachers, she would surely fail and could forget about graduating—she would end up having to repeat a year.

“God, why did you invent 26 letters? Chinese is so much better; learn 3,000 characters, and you won’t have to worry about spelling! How am I supposed to spell out those strange words? I’ll be a complete illiterate the moment I step outside! How unlucky!”

Yang Shanshan, who hadn’t passed Level 3 English, was filled with resentment.

The pile of luggage resembled a small mountain, indeed exceeding the standard carry-on amount. However, Lin Yuanfang and Yang Lian belonged to the stable middle class and had money to spare. With a swipe of a card, every piece of luggage was checked in without complaint.

Lin Mo and Yang Shanshan each carried their personal items and quickly passed through security checks. Lin Yuanfang and Yang Lian waved goodbye, continuously reminding them of things until it was time to board the plane.

Once on the plane bound for America, the first-class seats were few but very comfortable, and far more expensive compared to the narrow economy seats behind.

As soon as she sat down, Yang Shanshan eagerly pulled out a fashion magazine, her excitement evident as she chased after the latest trends. There was little common ground between her and Lin Mo; they even got fighter planes mixed up, and their seats were not next to each other, so they sought their own entertainment.

Lin Mo leaned back in his seat, slightly closing his eyes and feigning sleep while spreading his mental recovery outward, weaving it like a net along the plane’s exterior, reaching towards the sky.

This was a habit of a soldier. In this world, elemental energy was very inert and difficult to mobilize. Even though light-element energy was everywhere, it was hard to convert into the active Battle Energy that Lin Mo could control. He had to rely on hard work to build up quantity since he could not just rely on quality.

Whenever he had a moment, Lin Mo would diligently collect the light-element energy drifting in the air to increase his reserves.

No matter what, whether it was a Giant Dragon or a fighter plane, personal strength was the most reliable weapon.

After the plane took off, Lin Mo sat motionless, appearing as if he had fallen asleep. Yet, his spirit expanded infinitely, linking to the vast sky through the large passenger plane. Although he came into contact with a substantial amount of light energy, he had to methodically push and patiently cause energy resonance, carefully invoking it, transforming it little by little into his own energy.

The light-element energy at high altitudes was far more vibrant than that on the ground. Moreover, without the distraction of piloting a fighter, he could devote himself entirely to his cultivation, leading to more significant gains.

The flight from Hangzhou to Washington required a transfer at Narita Airport in Japan. Passengers had plenty of time to wait for their connecting flights; they could even find a hotel for a good sleep. Those checking in luggage wouldn’t have to worry—it would be transferred automatically by the airport.

Being away from home, Lin Mo naturally took on the responsibility of an older brother. In reality, he had no experience, but he got a room for himself and Yang Shanshan at the airport hotel to rest. With still over ten hours until their connecting flight, they would be better off having hot showers, enjoying good food, and getting some sleep to adjust to the time difference.

Unexpectedly, the hotel staff at the airport misunderstood Lin Mo’s request and only provided one room, and it was a double room, the meaning of which was quite clear.

Amid Yang Shanshan’s teasing laughter, Lin Mo frowned, nearly smashing the marble service desk. After some back and forth, he finally managed to get another double room, which made the Dragon Knight’s expression much better.

It wasn’t their fault; in Japan, when a man and a woman check into a hotel, it’s assumed they are renting a couple’s room, and the odds of that are one hundred percent.

The generous brother treated his sister Yang Shanshan to authentic Japanese sushi.

Japanese cuisine is known for its small, delicate portions, but this time, they encountered a big eater—like Mars crashing into Earth. The incredible amount that Lin Mo consumed almost left the restaurant owner paralyzed with shock.

After nearly wiping out the poor Japanese restaurant, Lin Mo satisfiedly patted his back and left. Behind him, his sister looked up at her brother with admiration, feeling immensely proud to have a brother with such an appetite.

As for the shaky restaurant owner, he nearly bowed down to the ground with a few staff members to see off these two guests before decisively putting up the closed sign—doing business was no longer feasible.

In China, it’s hard to find a restaurant that can’t handle large portions, and they might even proudly proclaim, “Running a restaurant is not afraid of big eaters!” But the stingy Japanese were easily overwhelmed.

……

Satisfied, Lin Mo took a refreshing shower and sat on the bed in the hotel room, watching TV.

He never imagined he would return to Japan in this manner. Although the airport was as calm and orderly as usual, the news on the television indicated something different. Even though he couldn’t understand Japanese, he could read the expressions of the people on the screen and the moving subtitles. It was clear that the entire island of Japan was enveloped in an atmosphere of unease.

The Japanese would never guess that the instigator of this situation shamelessly returned, watching the misfortunes of the victims with a smug smile. There was nothing more despicable than that in this world.

The Dragon Knight smiled, satisfied with this result—full marks!

There were a few newspapers in the hotel room, some in English and others in Japanese. One of them reported that Japan and America urgently decided to deploy a second X-band radar on the Japanese mainland to track and intercept supersonic flying objects.

Lin Mo chuckled silently; the Japanese were indeed clever, and the Americans were quick on their feet. Wasn’t this a direct response to his “monstrous” variable wings fighter jet?

Just a few days ago, Japan’s air force chased after him all night like dogs but came back empty-handed. This sparked many rumors, causing great distress within the cabinet.

The Japanese were willing to spend money on safety, though who knows how long the Americans would protect them.

Lin Mo didn’t care about Japan’s turtle-like local defense strategy. Next time he had such a mission, he’d do it all over again.

Lin Mo was awakened from his time-adjusting sleep by the hotel room’s scheduled wake-up call. After a light meal, he and his sister Yang Shanshan boarded the plane once more.

During the nearly thirteen-hour long-haul flight, only a small part was in darkness, but they quickly crossed the twilight line. Lin Mo enjoyed the wonderful feeling of basking in the sunlight, every pore opening with joy as the Battle Energy surged within him, filling him with power.

By the time the international flight landed at Dulles Airport in Washington, Lin Mo felt revitalized.

It truly felt like moving house; having excessive luggage turned out to be a nuisance. As a girl, Yang Shanshan couldn’t help much and could only watch as Lin Mo collected each piece of luggage from the carousel.

Fortunately, America is a money-driven society; as long as you pay, you can get whatever you want.

With a crisp one-hundred-dollar bill, Lin Mo successfully rented an Electric Cart with a driver, happy to earn some extra cash from the airport staff, and they hit it off immediately.

However, they encountered a little surprise at the security checkpoint.

“Hi! Mr. Morin! Welcome to America! As you can see, I’m agent Charlie Mitchell from the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA)!”

A middle-height white man dressed as a SWAT officer boldly presented his credentials to Lin Mo.

Damn it! The Dragon Knight’s expression darkened significantly.