Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

David paused, then his tone became serious.

"The new machine, in its standard business configuration, will cost approximately US$630 million."

This price does not include taxes, modification fees, training fees, or warranty packages.

If you opt for the high-end customized business version, with luxurious interior and satellite communication features, the price will be around US$780 million.

He glanced at Lin Feng and added, "There are also second-hand options."

For aircraft models manufactured after 2018, with lower flight hours, the price is approximately $300 million.

Lin Feng thought for a moment: "I don't want a used one, I just need a basic new machine, I don't need satellite communication or anything like that."

David nodded and wrote it down in his notebook.

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

The model you selected is currently unavailable in New York. You'll need to go to our company headquarters in Fort Worth, Texas.

If you're sure you want it, you'll need to go there to pick it up.

"Another point is that Texas has the highest taxes."

The federal sales tax is 7.5%, the Texas sales tax is 8.25%, and with other miscellaneous fees, the total cost is approximately $730 million.

After listening, Lin Feng suddenly asked, "If I don't register in Texas, will I not have to pay federal taxes and Texas sales tax?"

David paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, Mr. Lin."

If you don't register, you can save hundreds of thousands of dollars, but you won't be able to fly legally.

If caught, you will be severely punished.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng understood the situation.

This helicopter only flies in fantasy worlds, it definitely won't fly on Earth.

On Earth, no matter which country you fly in, you first need to apply for an air route, and the various procedures are quite troublesome.

It's not a private jet, so there's no need to register it.

"Okay, I understand."

Call headquarters and tell them we'll be there in three days.

David's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly.

"Okay, Mr. Lin, I'll contact headquarters right away and arrange everything."

You can pick up your plane directly when you arrive in Texas.

Lin Feng stood up and led Sarah outside.

Sarah laughed, "McKenna will be so happy to know you're going to Texas."

Lin Feng: "Texas is nice. I'll go check out the cowgirl; her ranch is quite large."

Sarah rolled her eyes.

David stood at the doorway, watching the black Cullinan disappear around the corner.

In the car, Sarah couldn't help but ask, "Honey, are you really going to buy it in Texas?"

Texas has the highest taxes of all the states.

"Don't worry, I'm not registering. What does it matter to me if they charge high taxes?"

Three days later, McKenna Farm.

Cowgirl McKenna was so tired that she couldn't move a single finger.

She stared at Lin Feng in shock, unable to comprehend how he had managed to break through his physical limits.

"How did you manage to do something so amazing?"

Lin Feng: "God gave me strength."

McKenna rolled her eyes and gave Sarah a thumbs up.

"You're really amazing. You managed to stay by Lin Feng's side the whole time. It's incredible that you didn't die."

Sarah hummed in response and fell asleep.

She had been driving for three days straight and was feeling exhausted.

In the afternoon, McKenna took Lin Feng to the Bell Group headquarters and purchased a Bell 429.

The total cost was $635 million, with $5 for shipping.

After all, Lin Feng was not registered in Texas and did not pay state taxes, so he was not allowed to fly.

...........

On the way back, McKenna drove the pickup truck, glancing at Lin Feng in the passenger seat every now and then, her eyes full of doubt.

"Lin, why are you buying a helicopter if you're not going to register? Are you just going to keep it in the warehouse as a decoration?"

Lin Feng smiled and casually said, "You understand me best."

McKenna rolled her eyes, giving me a "Do you think I'm stupid?" look.

Although she hadn't known Lin Feng for long, she knew him well enough that he always had a purpose in doing things and would never spend millions of dollars on a mere ornament.

"Then why don't you just buy a used one? It's much cheaper."

"Using secondhand is too dangerous," Lin Feng said lazily, leaning back in his seat. "Who knows if it might overturn? No, I mean, it might crash."

McKenna was speechless.

"I have a helicopter on my farm. Just tell me and I'll let you use it."

Why waste money like that?

"Your thing is too old and small," Lin Feng shook his head. "New ones are more convenient; you can do whatever you want with them."

McKenna stopped trying to persuade her.

"Fine, you're rich and can do whatever you want."

Four hours later, the car drove into McKenna's farm.

Helicopters were also delivered to the farm.

Lin Feng asked McKenna to drive the car to the hangar entrance.

He went inside and did a few simple operations on the helicopter—starting the engine, checking the instruments, hovering for a few minutes, and then landing steadily.

After confirming that everything was normal, he had a few people push the plane deeper into the hangar.

At the same time, he purchased $100,000 worth of aviation fuel, which was neatly stacked in a corner of the warehouse.

Sarah and McKenna stood aside, watching his actions with a head full of questions.

I don't understand why Lin Feng bought a helicopter worth millions, but didn't register it, didn't test fly it, and just left it in the warehouse.

You bought so much oil, are you planning to store it as inventory?

But since Lin Feng didn't explain, they didn't press him further.

Night fell, and McKenna's farm became quiet.

Lin Feng showed no mercy in order to get them to go to bed early.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and got up silently.

He went into the warehouse and took the entire helicopter and the pile of fuel inside.

The hangar was instantly empty, as if nothing had ever existed.

Lin Feng clapped his hands in satisfaction, turned around, went back to bed, and continued sleeping.

The next morning, the sun shone brightly on the pasture.

McKenna led three horses out of the stable, all of them carefully selected breeds.

A pure black Quarter was her own mount;

A chestnut-colored Morgan, gentle in nature, was given to Sarah to ride;

There was also a tall Palomino, golden all over with a snow-white mane, the most spirited horse on the farm.

"Lin, you ride this one."

McKenna handed him the reins, her eyes filled with a hint of anticipation, though she also knew Lin Feng's strength.

The bullfighting was very steady and solid.

"Its name is Golden Whirlwind. It has a bad temper and is the most unruly horse on the farm. Be careful not to get thrown off."

Lin Feng took the reins and leaped onto the horse's back.

The Golden Whirlwind was indeed fierce; it immediately reared up and neighed, trying to shake him off.

Lin Feng squeezed his legs together and gently pulled with his hands, directly pressing down on the horse's back with a heavy weight.

I almost got crushed by this guy.

The so-called Golden Whirlwind immediately became obedient.

Horses are much more sensitive than humans; they instinctively sense that the person on their back is someone they don't want to mess with.

Lin Feng could slap it to death; how could it not behave?

McKenna was stunned.

Golden Whirlwind was the wildest horse on the farm; it took half a year of training to barely get it to obey.

Lin Feng rode the horse for the first time and actually managed to make it completely docile?

"drive!"

The three horses charged off.

McKenna's competitive spirit flared up, and she squeezed her legs hard against the horse's flanks, giving it her all to catch up.

Lin Feng didn't hold back either, urging his Golden Whirlwind to speed up the grass as the two raced side by side.

Sarah, riding her docile Morgan, was quickly left far behind.

The two ran all the way until they stopped in front of a lake deep in the farm.

The lake water is azure, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, and the surrounding area is undulating grassland, making the scenery as beautiful as a painting.

Lin Feng reined in his horse and looked at the vast land, feeling a sudden itch in his heart.

"How much does this farm cost approximately?"

McKenna took a breath and looked at him with a smile.

"Less than three hundred million US dollars."

"What, you want to buy a farm too?"

Lin Feng nodded: "That's the idea."

McKenna tilted her head to look at him, a mischievous smile in her eyes.

"Even if you buy a farm, no one will take care of it."

"If you want to play, just come to my place anytime."

She paused, then suddenly became serious.

"If you marry me, I'll give you the farm."

You can also get a green card, killing two birds with one stone.