Chapter 10: The Super Particle Shield

Building a Fantasy Park from Scratch Moon Slayer 2566 words 2026-04-13 07:19:22

Regarding Kong’s reaction, Qiao Mian was not the least bit surprised.

This creature’s intelligence was hardly inferior to that of a grown man.

“It doesn’t want to,” Qiao Mian shook his head. “I’ll find you another mount.”

He raised his hand, and an energy projectile shot out from his palm.

Wang Lang squinted his eyes—just as he’d seen in the movies.

Soon, his expression changed, growing wary.

“The ground is shaking again. Could it be…” Liang Xiaoyu quietly edged closer to Qiao Mian.

A giant beast crashed through the distant jungle.

A Rampage Dragon!

“What is that…”

Wang Yangzhe, the biology professor, discreetly retreated behind Bumblebee.

The Rampage Dragon ran up before the group.

It lowered its head to Qiao Mian like a puppy, gently wagging its tail.

The group, initially anxious, now watched with bewildered amusement.

[Has this creature fused with dog genes?]
[Dinosaurs don’t seem so terrifying after all.]
[I want to pet it.]
[Xiaoyu, can you ask Mr. Qiao if this dinosaur is for sale?]
[Don’t be fooled by appearances—this thing is a Rampage Dragon, vicious beyond measure!]
[You all together couldn’t survive one bite from it.]

Liang Xiaoyu looked away from her phone screen and glanced at Qiao Mian.

Even the Rampage Dragon was so eager to please him. This guy was impressive.

Even if he were a green-skinned monster, he’d be the most handsome, invincible green-skinned monster imaginable!

“I have to see his real face,” Liang Xiaoyu thought, clenching her fists.

“You can choose to ride it as well,” Qiao Mian said, “it’s very obedient.”

Bumblebee chimed in, “Who would dare disobey Mr. Qiao?”

After some discussion, none chose to ride the Rampage Dragon.

Liang Xiaoyu was tempted, but when she caught the dragon’s cold, bloodthirsty gaze, she reconsidered.

If Qiao Mian wasn’t watching, and the Rampage Dragon gobbled her up, who could she blame?

However, at the urging of her livestream audience, she asked to climb up for a photo, and Qiao Mian agreed readily.

When the Rampage Dragon obediently lowered its head for her to jump down, the two professors became eager to try as well.

In the end, even Wang Lang and Zhang Fei, the two officers, couldn’t resist.

Each had a photo standing atop the Rampage Dragon’s head.

“Zero, can I make this a paid attraction in future?” Qiao Mian consulted.

Paid attractions meant income from popularity points.

But the game was strict about monetized activities—only with the corresponding scene module could he activate a paid feature.

Even privately selling park products outside would be deemed cheating, costing him game currency and experience points.

Serious violations could sever his connection to the game.

Zero wasn’t a judge, but as the game’s AI assistant, it knew the rules best.

“You need to add a theme park module with similar functionality,” Zero replied.

“Which dimension has one?” Qiao Mian asked.

“Many, such as ‘Zootopia’,” Zero answered.

Qiao Mian felt a pang of regret.

“And the subject of the photo requires an extra salary,” Zero added.

Salary?

Qiao Mian shook his head.

He waved his hand, sending the Rampage Dragon away, then said, “Let’s take a stroll. Any questions?”

“Can it roam freely?” Wang Lang pointed to the Rampage Dragon.

Qiao Mian shook his head. “It doesn’t yet qualify as staff, so it usually stays within the Dinosaur Park.”

“But just now…” Wang Lang started.

Qiao Mian smiled. “I opened a temporary passage in the shield for it.”

“Shield?” Yang Xu, nearby, looked puzzled.

“Watch,” Qiao Mian spread his arms.

At once, a pale blue force field appeared along the roads and overhead dome.

The group stared in awe.

“What material is it made from?” Wang Lang asked.

“A super particle called Emte, simulating collisions between atoms of different substances to form a protective shield,” Qiao Mian explained. “Normally invisible and colorless, it only appears on impact. It’s a basic defense system.”

“Can I fire at it?” Wang Lang asked hesitantly. “Just to…”

Before he finished, Qiao Mian interrupted, “Go ahead.”

“With its strength, only continuous bombardment by a Star Destroyer cannon ten thousand times could crack it,” Qiao Mian said flatly. “By then, Earth would be nothing but debris.”

Zhang Fei raised his gun and fired a burst.

The pale blue shield didn’t even ripple.

“You can even have outsiders fire at us,” Qiao Mian said nonchalantly. “Toss a few nukes over—no problem.”

Wang Lang chuckled awkwardly, “Of course I trust Mr. Qiao.”

Yang Xu asked curiously, “Do you control it through the AI?”

“Yes.”

“How do you communicate with it?” Yang Xu pressed. “It’s not voice control, right? Is it a brain-implanted chip?”

Qiao Mian shook his head. “The human body is already a complex instrument—far more than enough.”

Yang Xu pondered this.

“What is the ground beneath us made of?” Liang Xiaoyu asked. “A viewer claiming to be a materials professor from Tech University wants to know.”

The group looked down.

It resembled expensive marble, but on closer touch, it lacked marble’s cold, rigid feel—instead, it had a subtle elasticity.

“It’s made from stardust sand harvested from a newborn universe,” Qiao Mian said. “The entire park’s base layer uses it.”

“Any special properties?” Liang Xiaoyu bounced on it. “Does it automatically absorb dust?”

“Of course not,” Qiao Mian replied. “Do you know how big Fantasy Park is?”

Wang Lang answered, “Over five hundred acres.”

He’d learned that from drone surveys.

Afterwards, everyone was moved.

Even without looking closely, they knew the place was far larger.

“It’s highly adaptable, and combined with our Emte particle shield, it doesn’t affect external space,” Qiao Mian said. “Its growth reaches its limit in about a hundred years.”

Wang Lang’s eyes gleamed. “Can this material be sold?”

Liang Xiaoyu’s livestream exploded with excitement.

[Is this stuff real?]
[Physics textbooks will have to be rewritten.]
[Is this related to higher-dimensional theory?]
[Make a ring, put a bit of stardust sand inside—a super storage ring!]
[No wonder they say the pinnacle of technology is theology!]
[Streamer, ask Mr. Qiao if he needs someone to warm his bed—I can be male or female, sweet or salty.]
[What are you thinking? Haven’t you noticed the streamer keeps trying to get close to Mr. Qiao, but he always avoids her?]
[Hahaha, Xiaoyu is so unlucky.]