There is no solid footing,

only air that temporarily becomes solid with rapid stepping.

This technique of jumping in mid-air is ultimately a miracle of force,

to achieve the same height and speed in the air as on the ground requires exponentially more force, otherwise, the speed would be infinitely slower than on the ground.

And Wang Ye not only moved quickly in the air relying on mid-air jumps,

he also wove through dense clusters of missiles countless times.

This requires not only immense strength and speed, but also millisecond-level reflexes. Each missile travels faster than the speed of sound, and ordinary people would barely see them at close range, let alone leap from them in critical moments.

Furthermore, Wang Ye must be cautious not to step on the missile’s nose, otherwise hitting the firing pin would ignite the charge and explode instantly, injuring Wang Ye.

More astonishingly, Wang Ye is facing not just a single missile, but nearly ten at once, meaning he must constantly monitor the trajectories of the surrounding missile cluster to avoid getting hit by one and triggering an instant explosion. This defies explanation by millisecond reflexes alone; it requires Wang Ye’s brain to have extremely high computational efficiency, otherwise predicting these missile paths alone could overload his brain and cause his demise.

The computational power of military-grade computers is likely far exceeded by Wang Ye, as even they struggle to precisely predict missile paths, let alone the intricate trajectories during critical moments.

This phenomenon leads all the officers to find Wang Ye’s evolutionary path increasingly inscrutable.

They always thought Wang Ye’s evolution was merely physical.

Perhaps enhanced reflexes and learning ability at most.

But they had not anticipated Wang Ye’s brain computational power evolving as well.

Such learning ability combined with computer-like computational capability,

could dominate any scientist from past to present if deepened in the scientific domain.

Even alone, he could propel human civilization forward by millennia.

Many officers specializing in research began contemplating how to recruit Wang Ye.

While everyone remains silent in awe,

the screen flickers again.

In the next moment,

everyone in the meeting room sees a shocking scene.

Wang Ye stands quietly on the tail fin of one of the jets in the fighter formation, arms crossed.

With a slightly teasing expression on his lips, seemingly saying to everyone:

"This battle, I have won."

The pilots inside the jets seem to realize there’s no escaping now,

and they hover silently in mid-air awaiting orders.

In the meeting room, Old Yi lets out a faint sigh and says:

"It’s over, Wang Ye has won."

This time, no one argued against Old Yi’s words.

Because everyone who witnessed the battle knows,

if Wang Ye wishes, he could shred all five surrounding jets into pieces.

He refrained from doing so to avoid causing more loss.

Thus, without a doubt, Wang Ye emerged victorious in this battle.

"It’s over, let those five pilots return to the airfield." The commander of the air force sighed, giving orders to the soldiers outside the doors.

"Yes."

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About half an hour later.

The fighter jets returned to the airfield for repairs,

and the pilots from those ten jets were carried on stretchers by medical staff for physical examinations.

Because each of these pilots is a priceless asset to the military,

though outwardly uninjured,

after such intense combat,

they can’t be sure whether any internal injuries remain,

such as whether the G-force during high-speed maneuvers left any long-term effects on their brains and organs.

Wang Ye directly returned to the unit, still without a stitch of clothing, his bronze skin and perfect muscles exposed. His clothes were depleted by high temperatures during supersonic runs and combat.

Old Yi, who had been waiting in the unit, saw Wang Ye return and slowly approached, handing him a set of soldier’s training wear.

Signaling him to get dressed.

Wang Ye took the fatigues and immediately put them on.

The outfit is entirely army green, the largest size available,

yet it still appears tight on Wang Ye,

perfectly highlighting his muscle contours.

Simultaneously adding a hint of military flair to his demeanor.

"Not bad, it looks alright on you, I thought I’d have to custom-make a set of clothes for you," Old Yi nodded with satisfaction, "Once dressed, come with me."

"Okay." Wang Ye replied, then followed Old Yi into a closed office.

Upon entering, Old Yi offered Wang Ye a chair,

while he remained standing and said:

"How was the combat exercise just now?"

"Pretty thrilling, the first time fighting jets, I gained a lot." Wang Ye candidly shared his genuine feeling.

Old Yi smirked wryly: "You enjoyed yourself; meanwhile, our military lost tens of millions. The repair cost for those five jets alone is over ten million, not to mention the pilots’ injuries."

Wang Ye remained nonchalant, still teasingly asked: "Do you really think the value I provide you is only a mere few million?"

Old Yi was momentarily stunned, then said: "Living half my life, it’s my first time encountering someone as audacious as you, and the unbearable thing is that your argument holds."

Wang Ye shook his head laughing: "Hahaha, let’s not dwell on this, what’s the next plan? If there’s nothing, I’d like to go abroad to complete the next few of Ozaki’s challenges."

Though he said completing challenges, the primary objective wasn’t to finish them; with his current strength, achieving these challenges is a piece of cake. He wants to continue with them for exercising during his travels; the domestic population density is too high, and if he trains to his fullest, he could inadvertently destroy man-made structures or be seen by ordinary people.

Even training near the military can’t fully avoid impacting others, as his activities now transmit sound miles away, quickly disturbing soldiers’ rest.

Moreover, after researching uranium elements and today’s combat, he gained some insights and plans for his future evolution.

Yet the same reason remains, domestically it’s unsuitable for testing.

Now with his strength, every action could potentially cause news-worthy commotion.

"Don’t rush, I still have arrangements." Old Yi said in a solemn tone: "Of course, it’s not mandatory; you can choose to stay or leave once you’ve heard my proposal."

"Go ahead." Wang Ye nodded.

"After this combat exercise, the higher-ups have acknowledged your abilities and attitude, deciding to establish a special unit for you, named Titan Company, as the first unit for you to lead and train. We do not demand you share all your knowledge, follow your judgment entirely. Even if you wish to use this unit for your private endeavors, as long as it does not threaten national security or citizens’ safety, nor involve unlawful or terroristic violence, it’s all acceptable. You may propose conditions to me, but you must deliver commensurate contributions for this unit." Old Yi explained slowly.

"Titan... quite the name." Wang Ye lowered his head, showing a thoughtful demeanor,

After a moment, he spoke:

"Let’s start with a welcoming gift."

"Welcoming gift?" Old Yi asked in confusion.

Wang Ye smiled and said: "I need a location where I can safely conduct energy research, and ample materials, furthermore, I require over ten tons of Graphite Ore, if possible, it would be ideal to gather a few kilograms of diamonds."