As soon as he put down his bowl, the message arrived.
Jiang Ying: It is a transparent sphere for storing information, with about ten million tiny dots inside. The dot matrix forms a massive information group, possessing high confidentiality. Visually, the dots within the sphere appear as white wisps, resembling a nebula locked inside, hence the name Nebula Sphere. A Nebula Sphere the size of a fist can store 4 zettabytes of information.
Jiang Ye understood. The so-called Nebula Sphere was the USB drive of this era. He mentally converted the units: gigabytes were followed by terabytes, petabytes, exabytes, and zettabytes, with each unit being 1024 times larger than the previous. The storage capacity was astonishing.
A single sphere was enough to store everything on steam
A few auxiliary police officers, armed, remained, standing beside Jiang Ye awaiting orders.
Go search and see if this idiot has anything inappropriate in his house. Gather it all in the courtyard. Jiang Ye reached out, "Give me the axe!"
An auxiliary police officer immediately handed him a long-handled axe.
While the auxiliary police searched inside the house, Jiang Ye was not idle. Carrying the axe, he went to a corner and smashed the wooden cabinet. With three swings, he detached the entire cabinet door.
The cabinet was messy inside, with unfinished canned food, smelly sports shoes, factory work clothes, and a pile of magazines. The magazines were filled with women in bikinis, with full breasts and ample hips, utterly indecent.
"Take all this evidence out!" Jiang Ye commanded.
The auxiliary police officers immediately came over, carried out all the magazines, and threw them into the courtyard.
Quite a few neighbors had already gathered around the courtyard, curiously watching the police officers' actions. After all, blowing open a door with a rocket launcher had caused quite a commotion.
There were even more people under the trees at the intersection, all looking up. Tom had been bound and tied, hanging upside down from a tree branch by a rope, swaying back and forth like a three-hundred-pound spider.
Jiang Ye, his face full of rage, stood at the edge of the courtyard and extended his hand. An auxiliary police officer immediately handed him a rocket launcher.
He hoisted it onto his shoulder, aimed at the dozen or so magazines in the center of the courtyard, and pulled the trigger.
Boom! Flames erupted.
All the magazines were blown to smithereens, leaving only a large crater in their place.
Tom, hanging from the tree, stared at Jiang Ye with wide eyes, a look of terror on his face. He was completely stunned.
The townsfolk also gaped in horror, not a single person uttering a sound.
Jiang Ye walked to the base of the tree, looked up, and pointed at Tom. "Listen up, you idiot. I don't know where you got so many indecent magazines, but I've helped you destroy them all. How dare you scare decent women on my turf? I've never seen such a pigheaded fool as you. You'll hang on that tree for two days to help you lose some weight."
"Everyone, watch closely. This is the consequence of harassing women. Next time anyone does this, I'll confiscate their tools of the trade!" Jiang Ye turned to the onlookers.
Shao Wan stood behind, clapping his hands.
The crowd of onlookers burst into thunderous applause, the scene filled with the sound of clapping.