Fang Er spent nearly two hours exploring the vast aircraft carrier before finally locating the missile bays.
Gazing at the missiles, resembling bridge piers, he could already envision Mount Fuji engulfed in thorianite.
After a moment of silent chuckling, he stored all these missiles in his warehouse, setting them aside in a separate corner.
This process felt rather awkward; items stored together in the warehouse with the aircraft carrier had to be retrieved and then re-stowed. Fang Er found it quite exasperating.
When he returned to the deck, Wang Xuance was squatting beside a Su-33, looking like a naive country boy who had just arrived in the city. He wanted to touch it, but was afraid of touching something he shouldn't.
"How is it, want to give it a try?"
Hearing Fang Er's voice, Wang Xuance quickly stood up, scratched his head awkwardly, and asked about what he couldn't understand.
"Heh heh, Duke, why does this thing look different from our helicopters? Where are its propellers?"
"This is called a fixed-wing aircraft, and its takeoff principle is different from that of a helicopter. When we return to the Great Tang, I'll find an opportunity to teach you how to fly one."
Fang Er patted him gently on the shoulder with a smile, then pointed to the helicopter. "Come on, let's go confront that volcano again!"
"Yes!"
Wang Xuance was so excited at the prospect of flying a new aircraft upon their return that he felt like he was walking on air.
The helicopter lifted off and hovered parallel to the side of the aircraft carrier. Fang Er extended his hand, resting it on the railing, and used the communication system to recall the behemoth.
The moment the aircraft carrier vanished, he shouted to Wang Xuance.
"Pull up quickly!"
*Vroom~~~*
Wang Xuance instinctively maximized the ascent speed. A puff of black smoke spewed from the exhaust port, and the fuselage immediately moved from its original position.
With the aircraft carrier recalled, a massive depression appeared in the seawater where it had been, and the surrounding water surged towards the center of the void.
As the water met, it instantly erupted into a wave nearly a hundred meters high before crashing back onto the sea surface.
Upon returning to the skies above Mount Fuji, he unleashed all the missiles at once.
Twelve SS-N-19 Granite supersonic anti-ship missiles and 260 air defense missiles rained down into the crater.
This time, before Fang Er could say anything, Wang Xuance immediately piloted the helicopter to retreat.
"Hahahaha, hurry and run! If you're scared, we'll just leave you here!"
Fang Er clasped the back of his seat, his laughter masking the nervousness he felt.
He was eager to see if the immense power of these missiles would reawaken Mount Fuji.
"Boom~~"
"Boom boom~~"
Just a few miles after they had flown away, thick smoke billowed from the summit of Mount Fuji.
This sacred mountain, revered by the Japanese, probably never imagined it would one day be deliberately provoked.
Having been dormant for only two days, it roared back to life. As if to express its fury, this eruption was even more violent than the previous one.
Not only did the volcano erupt again, but the ground itself began to ripple like water, then cracked open or heaved upwards!
To prevent Xue Rengui from being buried alive, they first flew back to pick him and Wang Qianli up, then retreated to a safe distance, watching Mount Fuji erupt for the second time.
Xue Rengui looked bewildered. "Duke, what did you do to it!"
"Hahahaha, nothing much, just gave it some little blue pills~" Fang Er said casually.
It was clearly a joke, but Xue Rengui wisely did not press the matter further.
However, hearing Fang Er's words, Wang Qianli couldn't help but imagine what kind of pill could make a mountain so mighty!
Could it be the legendary Nine-Revolutions Soul-Returning Pill?
"Boom!"
From miles away, they could hear Mount Fuji roaring. Then, through the telescope, they witnessed an even more astonishing scene.
The rift that had extended from the summit to the foot of the mountain suddenly split open again, like the gaping maw of a hellish demon.
The surging lava was its saliva, dripping down, flowing wantonly along the horizon!
"Oh my heavens! Is this mountain going to collapse?"
Wang Qianli's mouth hung open in astonishment. Judging by the scene, it seemed large enough to swallow Da Jiao's treasures with ease.
"Retreat, retreat, keep retreating~"
Fang Er said, patting Wang Xuance on the shoulder.
A new wave of volcanic ash, carried by the blast wave of the eruption, was sweeping towards them. Staying any longer would likely lead to major trouble.
This time, they retreated much farther, flying completely out of the range of the islands of Wa and returning to the Korean mountainside where they had stayed before.
For several days, Fang Er kept them from returning, prioritizing caution.
They enjoyed the scenery during the day and slept soundly at night.
It wasn't until seven days later, after the duration of the previous eruption had passed, that he ordered them to return.
When they arrived, they saw from afar that Mount Fuji was already surrounded by lava, and two new fissures had appeared on its slopes.
Adding the original crack, three fissures were continuously spewing lava, and the terrain itself appeared to have risen by at least three meters.
With these three fissures providing new outlets for the lava, the summit had calmed down once more.
"Damn, how much stuff did it spew out!"
Wang Xuance pointed to a small mound they had seen on their previous visit, which had now been reduced to flat ground, with only a sharp tip remaining, stubbornly announcing its presence.
"Hahahaha, we're rich~"
Fang Er was overjoyed. Who knew how many treasures these lava flows contained?
The next task was to cool the surrounding lava and collect the thorianite.
This time, he wasn't planning on pouring buckets of water onto it; it was tiring and, more importantly, incredibly slow.
"Duke, what should we do next?" Wang Xuance asked.
"Heh heh, next, we'll give this mountain a sauna~"
He retrieved several empty oil barrels from his spatial storage, hung them beneath the helicopter, and drew water from a nearby barrier lake to pour down.
In an instant, at the foot of Mount Fuji, it truly became like an open-air sauna, as Fang Er had described, with thick mist rising and enveloping the surroundings.
After pouring the water, the four of them temporarily left by helicopter. Looking at the spectacle, Fang Er mused with deep emotion.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this is what a sacred mountain should look like~~"