Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

The small courtyard remained as tranquil as ever. The two elderly people would handle their work in the morning and then come here in the afternoon to drink tea and play chess.

Old Man Wei burst in, startling the two of them.

Li Mo'er's godfather said, "How old are you? Why are you still so energetic? What happened this time?"

Old Man Wei quickly said, "It's big news! That girl Li Mo'er has quietly done something big again."

The two elderly people put down their chess pieces and asked, "What did she do this time?"

So, Old Man Wei recounted how she went to dig up Iriomote Island, which enraged Japan, which sent nearly a hundred warships with long-range missiles to attack her, trying to kill her. She then turned the tables, sinking nine of the warships and taking more than thirty of them with her.

The two elderly people were stunned. Li Mo'er's godfather asked, "Is Mo'er alright?"

Old Wei shook his head: "It's nothing, he's full of energy."

The old man asked again, "Then wouldn't many people have died on the other side?" Old Man Wei nodded, "Conservatively speaking, eight or nine thousand people have been fed to the fish."

The two elderly people gasped again. The old man said angrily, "This girl is getting more and more lawless. She actually dared to confront a hundred warships head-on. Does she think she's immortal? What if something happens to her? No, I have to give her a good scolding."

So he picked up the phone and dialed Li Mo'er's number. At that moment, Li Mo'er was chatting with a group of singers.

Before I could say anything, my godfather gave me a thorough dressing-down.

Li Mo'er knew that her godfather was worried about her, so she chuckled and comforted him for a while before hanging up the phone.

Li Mo'er put down her mobile phone and breathed a long sigh of relief.

At 8 p.m., Zhao Yunting drove his Jeep and Li Mo'er to the shipyard. Calling it a shipyard was a bit of a stretch; it was more like a ship modification factory. Since its establishment, it hadn't built a single ship. The hundreds of workers spent their days modifying ships so badly that even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them before delivering them to the three fleets.

Today, all workers at the shipyard are on holiday, and there are no night shifts.

A battalion of soldiers secured the shipyard and a 500-meter radius around it. These soldiers were all given a gag order; they wouldn't, and dared not, divulge a single word about what had happened that night. This wasn't their first mission like this; they'd lost count of whether it was four or five times. The dock had been cleared, large enough to accommodate ten warships undergoing simultaneous modifications.

The rest can only be placed on land, and will be launched for modification after the ten ships are completed.

Li Mo'er and Zhao Yunting were driving a Jeep on a flat road. When they were 800 meters away from the shipyard, she used her mind to envelop them.

Finding that it was just enough for her to get the warship into the dock, she tugged at Zhao Yunting, signaling him to stop.

Zhao Yunting stopped by the roadside, and with a thought from Li Mo'er, thirty-two cruisers appeared in the shipyard. Ten were in the dock, and twenty-two appeared in the open space.

The soldiers on guard outside were completely unaware as Zhao Yunting drove away quickly.

Half an hour later, a patrol team of soldiers finally spotted the thirty-two cruisers. The squad leader said, "Don't worry about them, keep patrolling." As they walked, a storm raged in the squad leader's mind: "What kind of supernatural power is this? To be able to silently move more than thirty warships into the shipyard while surrounded by so many people, they must be extraordinary. Perhaps they are special talents of the country."

The next day, Li Mo'er gathered a group of singers together. Looking at this group of energetic young people, Li Mo'er was overjoyed. Fortunately, she had met them, so that she could spread those popular songs from her previous life through their singing.

Yang Yuqing asked Li Mo'er, "Boss, did you call us all here to prepare for recording the third tape?"

Li Mo'er nodded and said, "We're preparing to record the third episode. How are your preparations going?"

"Everything's ready," everyone said in unison. Li Mo'er nodded and said, "Okay, since everything's ready, let's start recording. Who wants to go first?"

Teacher Han Xinyi said, "Let me go first and start for them!"

Li Mo'er nodded: "Okay, let's go to the recording studio!" When they arrived at the recording studio, Han Xinyi went inside and put on her headphones.