pjbooks Chapter 225 Are you stupid? I can fly!
Chapter 225 Are you stupid? I can fly!
Chapter 225 Are you stupid? I can fly!
Standing on the bridge and looking up at the bridge towers, the scene looks both thrilling and exciting, but from a first-person perspective, it's a completely different view.
Because many things are much larger than what the human eye can see, such as moose that are much larger than a pickup truck, or the Buddha head in the scenic area that overlooks all living beings, you can only be truly amazed when you get close to them.
According to official data, the Golden Gate Bridge is 27.4 meters wide, which suggests that the bridge towers are at least 22 meters wide.
The main rotor of the Robinson R22 helicopter is 7.67 meters wide, which means that as long as the fuselage is kept flying in a straight line, there is a safety zone of about 7 meters on each side.
It was just a side mission, so how difficult could it be? After making some minor adjustments, Majek carefully pushed the cyclic pitch lever, and the helicopter passed through the hole with extreme smoothness.
"This is amazing! I'm going to upload this video to YouTube."
"It looks like the LAPD has been provoked by some big shot again. They dare to act like this in a no-fly zone, completely disregarding the police."
"Is this guy treating the real world like a game world? I wonder where I can subscribe to his account."
The passersby below chattered amongst themselves, and no one knew who started it, but they all waved at the helicopter. Some excited young people even climbed onto the roof of the vehicle, took off their jackets, and waved and shouted.
American players generally despise public authority, and anyone who stands up to challenge them is considered a hero.
Whenever a tycoon, member of parliament, or corporate executive is assassinated, people online are as happy as if it were Chinese New Year, and they'd love to cook some dishes and have a couple of drinks.
Just as a group of people were having a good time, a short, sharp alarm sounded from one side of the bridge, and two Chevrolet police cars drove towards them.
"Hey, everyone on the plane, listen up! You've violated the no-fly rule. I order you to land immediately and cooperate with the police investigation."
"I repeat, please land in a safe location immediately, or you will be responsible for all legal consequences arising therefrom."
The police officer, holding a loudspeaker mounted on his vehicle, repeatedly issued a stern warning, drawing boos from those around him.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ma Jie casually maneuvered the helicopter, accelerating for a distance before suddenly tilting it upwards at a steep angle.
Then, amidst cheers, it did a 360-degree spin, rising and falling like a roller coaster, followed by several elegant large turns before plunging towards the sea.
Whoosh! The impact sled skimmed across the sea, leaving behind a series of giant waves several meters high, and flew away into the distance without looking back.
"Fuck!" The officers stood awkwardly on the bridge, watching the "good citizen" who had been playing tricks on them fly further and further away, unable to do anything but swear.
Police cars are considered consumables in the LAPD, but police helicopters are not. These things are rare and can only be taken out for night patrols. They are not easily taken off unless chasing major suspects.
Each takeoff costs over $1000 per hour, including fuel, maintenance, and flight officer salaries. Add to that the ever-present Smith specialists, and the operating costs are staggering.
Unlike independent travelers like Ma Jieke, who consumes 10 gallons of aviation fuel per hour of flight, which costs about $8 per gallon—twice the price of regular gasoline.
So the total cost is $80, which is less than 10% of the cost of a police helicopter. So I can do whatever I want with it, right?
When Ma Jieke swung his ultimate move and left in style, the crowd erupted in cheers and laughter.
"Haha, I bet someone won't be able to sleep tonight."
"There is a bird that cannot be caged, because every feather of its is covered with the radiance of freedom."
"Officer, if I may ask, have you developed a flying police car yet?"
Inside the cabin, Carl looked back at the bridge behind him, excited as if he had just taken drugs: "Jack, do you often play tricks on the police like this? Don't tell me this is your daily routine. I don't even want to use the word 'handsome' to describe you anymore. If I were a girl, I would take off my pants right now and play a game with you, leaving your unique mark on my body."
"Ugh..." Hearing his disgusting remarks, Ma Jie felt a bit physically uncomfortable: "Sorry, bro, I'm not interested in stirring up trouble, and this isn't anything out of the ordinary. I just don't like their attitude. Can't they just talk things out properly? They're always ordering this and that around. Isn't there a section on law enforcement attitude in the police training manual?"
"Of course there are." Carl smiled helplessly. "But not everyone follows the rules and regulations. I'm the same. Don't laugh at me, but when I first started issuing tickets on the street, I judged whether a car was illegally parked based on its value. I didn't let any car worth more than $5 go. I left a few lucky ones for cars worth less than $5. And I just pretended I didn't see any cars worth less than $3."
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Goodness, this is blatant resentment towards the rich. But as someone who grew up in the slums, it's understandable; it's too easy for me to empathize with the underprivileged.
"Where to next?" He seemed still eager for more. "Skydiving from the Federal Bank building?"
"Dude, I'm not that arrogant yet. Hold on tight, I'm taking you back to the city now."
While driving, Ma Jie glanced at the mission panel. The side mission was marked as completed, and he had entered the reward selection screen.
【American Iaijutsu | v3】: Permanently improves your draw speed and shooting accuracy when using various firearms. Multiple upgrades are possible.
【Lucky Dice (Consumable)】: Roll 3 six-sided dice to get a random value of 3 to 18, and receive a random skill reward based on the value.
【Slip-on Lock Picking Iv3】: Permanently enhances your ability to open various locks; can be upgraded multiple times.
Wow... that's pretty awesome. American-style Iaijutsu goes without saying; it's the only true god in gunfight mode, and in most cases, its priority crushes other rewards.
Lucky Dice is a gambling skill with a high ceiling and a low floor. Whether you win or lose depends entirely on luck. You can try your luck if there are no other options.
It's also good for picking locks and opening doors. I got an Iv3 level one before, and it's very practical. It can be used for both infiltration and stealing vehicles. I guess once it reaches a higher level, it won't just be able to open mechanical locks. It can also easily crack things like combination locks and fingerprint locks.
However, the most important thing right now is not these skills, but skills related to wilderness survival. After all, that's a million dollars, and the competitors are all top survival experts. If you don't use your cheat codes to the maximum, you'll easily be eliminated as soon as you land.
Although it hurt, Majek still chose to use the gold ticket to increase the possibility of building a deck.
After the skill is activated, the screen flashes and three rather lackluster life skills pop up.
Fortunately, the effect of the Golden Ticket hasn't disappeared. The first refresh has a 100% success rate, and subsequent refreshes have a 30% success rate. If you're lucky, it's normal to refresh two or three times, or even four or five times in a row.
The reward was replaced again, and I still didn't get the skill I wanted, but the refresh effect was still there, so I just went for it.
For some reason, after four consecutive refreshes, with a total of 15 skills available, I still couldn't find anything related to wilderness survival.
By the fifth time, the gold ticket finally gave out, and the flashing skill icon went out.
But MaJack's helpless eyes lit up with the appearance of the new skill.
【Archer Iv3】: Permanently increases your proficiency and shooting skills with bows and crossbows. Can be upgraded multiple times.
Once you see the Archer skill, the other two options become irrelevant.
For the contestants of "Living Alone in the Wilderness", archery is almost an essential skill. Among the ten pieces of equipment provided by the program, only the bow and arrow have the ability to kill at long range.
Of course, the farming approach of using a lot of traps and gillnets to obtain food is also good, but that's not what Ma Jie wants to do. Generally, only female players who are not physically strong will take this development route.
After confirming that [Manipulate the Shop] had been activated, Ma Jieke resolutely chose [Sharpshooter].
In this way, the next five skill refreshes will only refresh skills related to [Archer], and you might be able to reach the maximum level in one go.
Returning to Los Santos International Airport with a refreshed feeling, the main and side quests are now complete. All that's left is to focus on the challenging missions.
After wandering around the city for ages, the signal mentioned in the mission description still hadn't appeared on the map.
Is it a bug?
Just as Ma Jieke was sitting at the Starbucks entrance wondering what was going on, his phone started buzzing.
Upon picking it up, I saw it was a system message pushed by the AE platform I had previously registered with.
The AE platform, short for AbnormalEvents, can be translated as "abnormal events".
It is a sister app to the AC platform AbnormalCar, and the identity of its developer remains a mystery. It is believed that the developer is secretly controlling everything with his superb hacking skills.
Upon opening the message, the first thing I saw was a text message with the title "Newbie Trial," indicating that it was a test task that the platform had forcibly assigned.
I've already completed this once. According to the game rules, I only need to complete it once more to officially register as a bounty hunter, thereby unlocking my order-taking privileges and gaining more options.
Hello stranger, although I don't know your name, I hope you can stand up and help a vulnerable woman like me seek justice.
[Let me introduce myself. My name is Fufu, and I work for Vanilla Unicorn as a professional stripper. About two weeks ago, a customer invited me to dance behind the curtain. He seemed like a gentleman, unlike other customers who would try to grope me when the bodyguards weren't around. Afterwards, he even bought me a cocktail and gave me a generous tip. I was captivated by his gentlemanly manners and thought he was the one for me.]
After get off work, he took me to his home, a luxuriously decorated private apartment. We quickly had sex, but halfway through, he suddenly suggested adding some new elements. I hesitated for a moment and agreed, thinking it was just a personal quirk. However, his behavior became increasingly excessive, and he even brought out many strange torture devices. I couldn't accept it anymore, so I suggested we end it there.
[But he disagreed, believing that since he paid, he should receive the service. This led to a physical altercation. During the argument, I accidentally broke a glass vase. Enraged, he punched and kicked me, grabbed my hair, and slammed my head against the wall until my face was covered in blood. I tried to call the police, but he snatched my phone, cut my face with shards of glass, and forced me to swallow two small blue pills of unknown origin.]
Finally, I collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I was lying in the grass by the roadside, covered in bruises and without a decent piece of clothing. A kind sanitation worker found me and helped me call an ambulance.
Now, because I don't have health insurance, I owe a huge debt of over $7, and after being disfigured, I've also lost the opportunity to perform on stage.
I sought workers' compensation from my boss, but he told me that we hadn't signed a labor contract, so there was no legal employment relationship. I asked the police to arrest that bastard, but they wouldn't even look at me, saying they couldn't find my identity information in their household registration records, so it wasn't their business unless I caught the murderer myself.
[What kind of bullshit world is this? To get legal status, I had someone fill out my tax forms and file my taxes every year, paying every penny to this country. But how does this country treat me? When I needed help the most, they kicked me away like trash. Aren't foreigners human? Aren't strippers human? They'd rather go to great lengths to find a rich person's lost dog than care about me, a living, breathing human being!]
【I'm desperate, so I'm turning to this platform for help. I hope some kind-hearted people can help me. I don't ask for anything else, just help me catch that scumbag and put him in jail. I'm willing to give you $6000. This money was pooled together by my sisters. They, like me, want to fight for the legal rights that belong to our group.】
Please, stranger, please.
The message ended with contact information and address, which was from the club where Mia had previously worked.
Beating, abuse, disfigurement... how can this not be considered an outlaw madman?
Earning bounties while also catching up on challenge missions—what reason is there not to take on the job?
However, having learned from Mike's prank last time, Ma Jieke was more cautious and decided to conduct an on-site investigation first, to meet the victim who used the pseudonym Fu Fu.
After all, no matter how touching the client's words may be, it is only one side of the story, and may even be fabricated.
This is also the biggest drawback of the platform: it cannot accurately confirm messages. Anyone can post a commission as long as they have a VIP membership.
"Wow, the legendary high-heel club, a paradise for men in Los Angeles."
As the car pulled up to the club's entrance, Carl's eyes lit up when he saw the iconic neon sign with high heels: "Jack, you're really something! Next time you come to Chicago, I'll definitely be a great host. I have the contact information for a lot of hot girls in the South, the kind you can take home for a glass of whiskey."