The God of Wealth starts with doing whatever you want

Xu Yun opened the hatch of the J-10S's front compartment and plopped down in the driver's seat.

The leather seats were cool to the touch, and a densely packed dashboard stretched out before me.

He reached out and pulled down the seatbelt, which clicked into place.

The ground crew stood by the gangway and gave him a thumbs up.

In the rear cockpit, Golden Helmet pilot Li Hao was already seated and checking the communication equipment.

"Chief Consultant Xu, are you ready?" Li Hao's voice came through the earpiece.

Xu Yun took a deep breath and ran his fingers over the control lever.

"Ready."

His voice was incredibly steady, without the slightest tremor; only an irrepressible excitement was surging through his veins.

He had already fully absorbed the [Advanced Flight Mastery] skill given by the system, and now he felt that the plane was like an extension of his own limbs.

Those super-rich people who buy yachts and private jets are nothing compared to this.

It's just a toy.

He stands on the sharpest sword of the Republic, the one who can personally send this thing flying into the sky!

That's what you call a super-rich person!
"Tower, hole number 1 requests to slide out."

Xu Yun pressed the call button, speaking as naturally as if he were calling a ride-hailing service.

"One hole, you can slide out and use track number three."

The instructions were clear and concise.

The engine roared suddenly, and thrust surged up from behind.

Xu Yun released the brakes, and the fighter jet began to move forward along the taxiway.

On the ground, on the viewing platform.

General Liu Zhenguo held up his binoculars, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.

Standing beside him were three academicians, Chen Wenyuan, Wang Zhenguo, and Li Weimin, as well as a group of technical backbones and senior officers from Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group, all staring at the J-10S that was taxiing.

"Old Chen, are you sure there's no problem?"

General Liu said in a deep voice, "He had only flown on simulators before."

Chen Wenyuan stared at the plane, speaking casually: "You've seen the simulator data; it's better than many junior pilots."

Besides, Li Hao is sitting in the back; nothing serious will happen.

Wang Zhenguo unscrewed his thermos and took a sip: "This kid's theoretical knowledge can stun us old guys, but in practice... hey, maybe he'll surprise us."

Li Weimin didn't speak, he just nodded.

That's what they say, but watching that plane carrying countless secrets and hopes head towards the runway, who wouldn't be on tenterhooks?

Xu Yun is too important; the ideas in his mind can change the aerial landscape for decades to come.

For someone like that to sit in the cockpit of a fighter jet is itself a mission of the highest risk level.

The plane reached the end of the runway, adjusted its direction, and aligned itself with the straight runway.

"1001, inspection complete, requesting takeoff," Xu Yun's voice rang out again.

"Takeoff is possible. Wind direction: xxx. Wind speed: xx."

"clear."

Xu Yun pushed the accelerator lever forward.

The engine roared to full power instantly, and the violent thrust pressed people firmly into their seats.

The scenery on both sides of the runway turned into blurry blocks of color and pulled backward violently, while the speedometer numbers jumped up like crazy.

The nose of the aircraft was gently lifted.

The front wheels are off the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the entire plane broke free of the runway and soared into the blue sky.

A chorus of muffled "ho"s erupted from the viewing platform.

The takeoff was very smooth, flawless.

General Liu breathed a slight sigh of relief and picked up the dedicated communicator connecting the front and rear cabins, saying, "Li Hao, proceed according to the plan. Altitude 3,000, routine familiarization exercises, and keep a close eye on Chief Advisor Xu's physical reactions."

"Understood, sir."

The plane traced an arc in the air and began to climb.

Inside the cockpit, Xu Yun looked down at the city that was getting smaller and smaller, with buildings like building blocks and rivers like bright ribbons, and the energy in his chest was about to burst out.

Buy, buy, buy? That's too low-class.

This is the kind of thing men should be doing.

Power, speed, and conquering the skies.

He adjusted his breathing, feeling every subtle vibration of the fuselage.

As planned, he began performing regular subjects.

Level flight, turns, shallow climbs, and light dives.

The movements were all performed gently, mainly to adapt to the flight environment.

"Chief Consultant Xu, how are you feeling?" Li Hao asked from the rear cabin.

"Cool!"

Xu Yun grinned and said, "It's way more exciting than a simulator!"

Li Hao laughed: "Shall we make it a little more difficult?"

"Come!"

The aircraft began to perform some simple tactical maneuvers, making small-radius turns and rolling rapidly.

The overload pressed his body to the side, but Xu Yun adapted extremely quickly and could even predict the aircraft's next attitude.

On the ground viewing platform, General Liu watched the aircraft's movements and nodded.

"It seems they really have a solid foundation; they're not just all talk."

Chen Wenyuan smiled and said, "I knew it, this kid always manages to surprise people."

But this sense of relief didn't last more than three minutes.

Because the planes in the air started acting strangely.

No, something's not right.

It has been upgraded.

After a routine right turn, the aircraft did not level off but instead suddenly pushed off the stick, with the wings almost vertical at a 90-degree angle, completing the turn at an extremely tricky angle without losing any speed.

"Huh?" Li Hao was taken aback in the rear cabin.

This action was far more swift and decisive than he had planned.

Before he could figure it out, Xu Yun in the front cabin spoke up: "Instructor Li, how about we try 'Cobra'?"

Li Hao felt a chill run down his spine.

"Chief Consultant Xu, that movement was too overloaded, and..."

"I understand the principle, don't worry, trust me."

Xu Yun's confidence was practically overflowing, even carrying a restless eagerness.

Li Hao recalled General Liu's instructions before takeoff.

"We will meet Mr. Xu's requirements appropriately, but we must ensure safety."

The current requirement...

It seems we've already strayed out of the "appropriate" circle.

But Xu Yun added, hitting the nail on the head: "Thrust vectoring combined with aerodynamics, I'll call the timing, you assist with the operation."

Li Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, let's give it a try!"

The aircraft adjusted to level flight and maintained a steady speed.

"Now!" Xu Yun shouted.

Li Hao coordinated with the throttle pusher in the rear cabin to apply throttle.

The nose of the aircraft suddenly jerked upwards, the angle of attack increased dramatically, and the entire aircraft, like a cobra suddenly leaping up, stood almost vertically in the sky.

The speed plummeted, and the overload pressed the two people firmly against their seats.

The viewing platform exploded.

"Nonsense!"

General Liu was the first to shout, his hand gripping the communicator, veins bulging, as he roared, "Li Hao! Who gave you permission to do this! Change it immediately!"

Before Li Hao could reply, the plane had already recovered from the stall, its nose pitched down, and its speed was restored.

His movements were frighteningly clean, even more so than the standards of many veteran pilots.

Chen Wenyuan's mouth was open.

Wang Zhenguo almost dropped his thermos.

Li Weimin adjusted his glasses and said, "He...how could he..."

No one could answer that.

This is definitely not luck.

Then, things completely spiraled out of control.

Or rather, Xu Yun completely let go.

The "cobra" was just an appetizer.

Under the direct control of Xu Yun and with the assistance of Li Hao, the J-10S aircraft began to perform a death dance in the sky.

Li Hao's initial guidance gradually turned into pure cooperation.

He discovered that the chief consultant in the front cockpit possessed an exceptionally strong grasp of flight timing, understanding of air combat maneuvers, and even an unbelievable awareness of the aircraft's performance limits.

Many times he would just follow Xu Yun's instructions and make a move, which would result in a maneuver that would startle even himself.

High angle of attack, circling.

High-speed roll transition into dive.

The barrel rolls.

Scissors motion.

There are even some unusual maneuvers that have only appeared in theoretical verification and combine vector thrust with new aerodynamic layouts.

The planes left ghostly trails in the sky.

The engine roared at times, sometimes shrieking and sometimes growling, like a ferocious beast that had been fully awakened and was throwing a tantrum.

The ground was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned.

The technicians were utterly astonished: "This...this is something a J-10S could actually fly?"

"That instantaneous turning rate... the data is wrong!"

"Was he flying a simulator? Could the actual aircraft structure withstand it?"

The academicians exchanged glances, their faces filled with shock. They had just been discussing how advanced Xu Yun's theories were, and now he had shown them with concrete actions.

Those theories can not only be drawn on paper, but can also actually fly into the sky!
And it flew so wildly! So explosively!
General Liu's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he almost crushed the communicator.

Through the binoculars, the plane was drifting like a chilling leaf.

The plane was like a runaway leaf, teetering on the edge of stall and plummeting, before recovering at the last moment.

This maneuver demands extremely high levels of pilot awareness and skill, and carries an exceptionally high risk; even the slightest mistake could result in the destruction of the aircraft and the loss of life.

"Li Hao! Li Hao! If you hear a reply, immediately cease all unconventional maneuvers! Return to base!" General Liu shouted into the communicator.

Li Hao's panting, helpless voice came through the channel: "Commander... Chief Advisor Xu, he..."

"What do you mean 'him'?! You're the safety officer! Should we listen to you or him?! Take control immediately! Return to base!"

General Liu's hands were trembling.

Losing an aircraft?
It hurts, but it's not like I can't afford to pay it back.

But if something happens to Xu Yun... the losses would be immeasurable!

Several academicians also gathered around.

"Old Liu, get him down here! This is too chaotic!"

"This kid! He's crazy! Are all geniuses crazy?"

"My heart can't take it, land quickly!"

Xu Yun, suspended in mid-air, was experiencing the peak of pleasure.

His system skills allowed him to use them with ease, making every operation precise and efficient.

He felt as if he were riding a raging wind and cutting through the clouds; the feeling of controlling absolute power made his blood boil.

This is the kind of experience a super-rich person should have!

The only thing to play is the heartbeat!

We play with items that others can't afford!
He even started trying out some of the theoretical maneuvers he had proposed.

The plane, in his hands, performed a series of dazzling and bizarre maneuvers that were completely contrary to the flight manual.

The data from the ground radar station is fluctuating wildly.

The tower dispatcher was dumbfounded.

General Liu's roar was now filled with urgency and anger.

"Xu Yun! Xu Yun! Listen to me! This is an order! Return to base immediately!"

"Do you know what you're doing?! This is real gameplay! Not a game!"

"Li Hao! I don't care what method you use! Fly the plane back immediately!"

Xu Yun in the front cabin didn't pay any attention; he was thinking about the next difficult combination maneuver.

Li Hao was sweating profusely in the rear cabin.

He tried to regain control, but the chief advisor in the front cabin seemed to be able to anticipate his every thought, always giving better "suggestions" or instructions in advance, making him follow along involuntarily.

This feeling of being completely suppressed was something he had never experienced before in all his years of flying.

"Chief Advisor Xu! The commander has ordered us to return! We can't continue!" Li Hao raised his voice.

Xu Yun was in high spirits, looking down at the airport shrinking in size, and casually replied, "Five more minutes, one last move, try out my new idea..."

"no!"

General Liu's roar exploded into the channel, so loud it was deafening.

"Not five minutes! Now! Immediately! Return to base and land!"

"Xu Yun! I, as the supreme commander of this flight, order you to obey orders!"

"If you continue to disobey orders, I will immediately revoke all your subsequent flight qualifications and hold you accountable!"

This is practically an ultimatum.

Xu Yun calmed down a bit.

He glanced down and then checked the plane's condition.

The fuel is almost used up.

And... it seems like we went a bit too far?

He could imagine the faces of those bigwigs on the ground, especially General Liu, who was probably furious.

Although I'm a little reluctant to part with it, I've already made a killing today.

He smiled and compromised, "Alright, alright, I'll do as the commander says and return to base."

His tone was so relaxed, even a little unsatisfied, as if the amazing feat he had just performed was merely a warm-up.

Li Hao breathed a sigh of relief and immediately helped adjust the course to align with the runway.

"Tower, 101 requests landing."

"1001, you can land now. Check the landing gear."

"Landing gear is normal."

The aircraft began its descent, deployed its landing gear and flaps, and aligned itself with the runway centerline.

On the viewing platform, everyone simultaneously exhaled a large breath of stale air.

Many people find their palms sweaty.

Those last ten minutes or so were more thrilling than watching an air combat exercise; my heart almost jumped out of my throat.

General Liu put down the communicator, his face still ashen.

He stared at the approaching plane, his chest heaving.

Several academicians gathered around, their expressions complex—fear, shock, but mostly barely suppressed excitement.

Xu Yun's performance once again shattered their cognitive ceiling.

The aircraft landed smoothly, the drag chute deployed, and after taxiing on the runway for a short distance, it came to a steady stop in the designated position.

Ground crew rushed forward.

The canopy opened.

Xu Yun climbed out first, stood on the wing, took a deep breath of the air from the ground, and his smile was so bright it was dazzling.

Then he jumped off the plane and stretched his shoulders.

Then we saw General Liu, with a dark face, leading three academicians and a large group of people, striding over aggressively.

Xu Yun's smile faded, and he touched his nose.

Yeah, I think I really had a blast just now.

General Liu walked up to him, scanned him from head to toe to make sure he was alright, and then began to berate him:
"Xu Yun! You little brat!"

"Do you know how dangerous that was?! That was a fighter jet! Not your remote-controlled airplane! And definitely not a toy!"

"What do you want to do? Rise up to the heavens and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"

"Are those actions something you can just do casually? What if something goes wrong?"

"Let me tell you! Losing ten planes isn't even worth a single one of your fingers!"

"Disorganized and undisciplined! It's infuriating!"

His spittle almost sprayed onto Xu Yun's face.

General Liu was genuinely frightened and truly cherished talent.

Chen Wenyuan also said with a stern face: "Nonsense! Utter nonsense! Little Xu, we know you are talented, but scientific experiments require procedures! Especially flying!"

Wang Zhenguo shook his thermos.

"Those high-G maneuvers you just performed, even with your improvements to the machine's materials, still required gradual testing! But you did it all in one go!"

Li Weimin pushed up his glasses, his tone calm but his words cutting.

"Chief Consultant Xu, we have recorded the flight data just now and will analyze it in detail."

If proven effective, it will be included in the training syllabus.

But this will not be repeated.

Your brain is more valuable than your flying skills.

One sentence after another, all were reproaches wrapped in concern, and there was also an unconcealable sense of amazement.

Xu Yun was surrounded in the middle, head down, obediently accepting the scolding, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Go ahead and curse.

Anyway, I had a great time flying the plane.

Worth it.

After the bigwigs had finished their scolding and their anger had subsided, Xu Yun looked up, put on a sincere expression, and said, "Gentlemen and teachers, I know I was wrong."

"I'll definitely be more careful next time."

"Mainly because... I was too excited and couldn't help it."

"This fighter jet is fucking awesome to fly!"

The last sentence almost made General Liu explode again.

"You want a next time?!"

Xu Yun quickly shut up, but the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Seeing his behavior, General Liu didn't know whether to hit him or scold him. Finally, he glared at him fiercely, then turned to Li Hao and angrily said, "Go back today and write a self-criticism! Ten thousand words! A profound reflection!"

"Yes, sir!" Li Haoli answered quickly, feeling guilty.

It's just a self-criticism, thank goodness. He was really afraid that General Liu would just shoot him dead.

Chen Wenyuan walked over and patted him on the shoulder, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"You little brat... never mind, it's good that you're alright."

"Tell us about those actions you just did later."

Wang Zhenguo and Li Weimin also came over, their faces still tense, but the curiosity and enthusiasm in their eyes betrayed them.

They couldn't wait to get more technical details verified in "real combat" from Xu Yun.

Xu Yun was surrounded by a group of national treasure experts whose average age was several decades older than him, who asked him all sorts of questions. While answering their questions, he kept glancing at the J-10S that was parked quietly.

The setting sun gilded it with a layer of gold.

gorgeous.

Who else is so rich that they can fly a fighter jet?

Hahaha.

This trip was incredibly profitable.

As for getting a scolding? That's no big deal.

His smile grew brighter and brighter.

Meanwhile, construction was also proceeding at a frenzied pace on Crescent Island.

He was thinking to himself, "Why don't we build an airport too?"
Then exchange it with the system for a fighter jet!

When he's not busy, he drives it around by himself for fun, maybe even blasting the fish in the surrounding sea? (End of Chapter)