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"Fly!"
"Fly! Our goal is home!"
"Fly!"
One by one, the scientists looked up at the sky, a territory once conquered by humanity, now occupied by beasts and the Birds. It was a disgrace, a perpetual pain for mankind.
Now, in the remote city of Ancheng, a great experiment was unfolding—an experiment that would significantly impact humanity in this post-apocalyptic world.
Yet the experimenters themselves were unaware. They gently rubbed the Wooden Airplane, meticulously checking each part. The power of Superpower completely surpassed the instruments of the Post-Apocalypse; just by placing their hands on the aircraft, they could feel various readings.
"All values are normal; all mechanisms are operating excellently. It can fly!" The scientist who had been inspecting nodded in agreement for takeoff. Everyone excitedly looked at Zheng Yifan, waiting for the launch command.
"Permission to take off granted! However, I have a question: who will pilot it?" Zheng Yifan pointed at the Wooden Airplane. His head was spinning; these were all scientists, none of whom were pilots. Zheng Yifan himself was even more useless; in reality, he was a pure Chad and had no idea how to operate such an advanced machine.
Among them, almost no one had any flying experience.
Wasn't Ten Thousand Steps considered to have some piloting experience? However, this Fellow could easily turn an aircraft into scrap metal. If it weren't for the excellent safety measures, he would have long since fed the Zombies.
"Do I even need to ask? Of course it's me! The great pilot Ten Thousand Steps!" Ten Thousand Steps swaggered toward the cockpit, his large belly swaying with each step.
This aircraft had been modified beyond recognition. Although its main structure remained wooden, many metal components had been added. The original design had been so poor that these Scientists had completely abandoned its former shape. The main structure still had to retain its wooden essence; however, the wood transformed by Lord Lin's Superpower possessed a magical strength. All power systems were perfectly integrated, but most importantly was the engine—Ten Thousand Steps and his team had tried everything but failed to replicate that Engine.
Yet somehow, their wooden-made Engine could lift the Wooden Airplane into the sky.
This remarkable feat astonished nearly everyone present. However, if given a choice, Zheng Yifan would not hesitate to eliminate that Fellow.
A human scum, no matter how talented, is just a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.
Zheng Yifan had no qualms about snuffing out such scum in their infancy.
"Preparation for takeoff is complete. All personnel, board the aircraft!" Zheng Yifan carefully examined the plane before him.
It already had the essence of a Post-Apocalypse aircraft. Although its body looked as if it had been poorly constructed, lacking paint and appearing as if it had been salvaged from a junkyard, once inside, one would be greeted by an overwhelming sense of opulence. Lavish decorations adorned the central cabin, where a group of scientists reclined on leather sofas, fastening their seatbelts and beginning to enjoy their cigars.
Only Ten Thousand Steps was rubbing his palms together as he entered the cockpit. The satellite navigation systems were utterly useless; only inertial navigation remained operational. Ten Thousand Steps was confident he could locate the Hope Gathering Place, though he himself was unsure how much confidence he truly had left.
The only one not with them was Zheng Yifan, who found himself awkwardly strapped to a peculiar device above the aircraft's fuselage.
It resembled a shark's fin, bizarrely protruding from the top of the plane, with safety belts binding him tightly to the fuselage below.
From within the fin, he could observe all directions at a 60-degree angle without obstruction and even open the hatch above him.
He could attack with the Adamantium Shield or use the Silver Spear—provided that a target was already lunging toward him.
This was the only way for the entire aircraft to engage in combat. They lacked Post-Apocalypse weaponry and had no offensive capabilities; such things were not permitted in this world. If they couldn't defend themselves in midair, what was the point of flying? It would be better to collectively meet their demise and save themselves the trouble.
Traveling from Ancheng to the Hope Gathering Place, the likelihood of passing through safely without encountering an enemy was less than 10%. It was as laughable as if God himself had returned to Earth just to enjoy a six-yuan spicy hotpot meal.
"Prepare for takeoff!" Ten Thousand Steps pressed the takeoff button inside. The energy system's Zombie Crystal began to activate. This power came from Zheng Yifan, primarily sourced from Second-Stage Soul Crystals and four core energy Third-Stage Soul Crystals.
These were valuable resources that provided robust power to the aircraft's system. The most effective activation came from utilizing Vital Energy—a force that was omnipresent and easily controllable without significant issues.
"Engine one is starting normally."
"Engine two is starting normally!"
"Engine three is starting normally!"
"Engine four is starting normally!"
"Take off!"
Ten Thousand Steps initiated the engines, while the Co-Pilot provided data to Ten Thousand Steps. Once all engines were up and running, the aircraft began to move forward smoothly.
Without a flight Runway, they would attempt to take off within the factory. The ground had been cleared, and as long as they reached the expected speed, they could complete the takeoff maneuver.
However, they underestimated the power of Superpower. With Superpower propelling them, the aircraft completely ignored air resistance, reaching takeoff speed in just three seconds. Then, as Ten Thousand Steps pulled back on the control stick, the entire aircraft tilted upward at a steep angle and slowly began to ascend into the sky!
"We did it!" Inside the aircraft's fin, Zheng Yifan watched as they soared into the air, feeling a mix of pride and anxiety. He was proud to have developed an aircraft capable of flying again, but he was also aware of the journey ahead. They needed to cover a distance of 700 miles, and if they encountered aggressive Birds, it could be quite dangerous.
Yet that anticipated danger did not arrive. As Ten Thousand Steps elevated the aircraft into higher altitudes, its speed rivaled that of a Post-Apocalypse fighter jet. The energy consumption was remarkably slow; thanks to Superpower Technology, air resistance was significantly reduced, allowing for rapid acceleration.
It was even fast enough that Ten Thousand Steps struggled to maintain direction.
The inertial navigation System lacked GPS support and required precise adjustments.
All of Ten Thousand Steps's experience was put to use here. Fortunately, their primary destination was marked by Jiang as an Emblem, along with the magnificent walls of Ruiguan.
Zheng Yifan's most basic requirement was to land near the Jiang Grand Bridge, even if it meant plunging straight into the river.
Ten Thousand Steps completed the mission perfectly; it was enough to lock onto a general location. As long as they didn't deviate too much, they could adjust their angle continuously. Even a one-degree deviation over a distance of seven hundred miles would lead them far off course.
Zheng Yifan stood quietly among the fish fins, waiting for the aerial beasts to attack.
It seemed that even the heavens sensed Zheng Yifan's loneliness. After the plane had been flying for over ten minutes, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, signaling the prelude to rain.
This posed a devastating obstacle to their flight. No one knew what the torrential rains of the apocalypse would look like. Unfortunately, Zheng Yifan and his team did not have access to a weather station and could only press on through the impending storm.
Ahead lay thick clouds. The Wooden Airplane plunged into them; if they could break through the cloud layer, it would be considered a success. If not, it would mean death. Ten Thousand Steps tried to elevate the plane, aiming to soar above the clouds.
This was a test for the aircraft. They had not undergone any aerodynamic testing or inspections; they were merely flying based on Superpower data.
They were pioneers, lacking many conditions and time, and could only gamble everything on this endeavor.
Inside the cabin, Scientists began to indulge in Cigarettes and fine wine. The Rich Young Master's collection was indeed impressive; several boxes of top-tier Havanas were stored away—cigars rolled on beautiful women's thighs, a luxury item ranked number one in the world of Cigarettes.
Moreover, if these truly came from that Fellow's hands, they were likely authentic; otherwise, it would be he who would be embarrassed.
However, at that moment, these cigars were being enjoyed by over a dozen Scientists. The cigars had been cut and were now being slowly toasted with lighters.
They were all Post-Apocalypse scientists, their status far beyond that of ordinary people. Although they might not frequently savor the world's finest cigars, everyone knew how to appreciate them.
A few who preferred red wine opened the cabin's wine cabinet, selecting their favorite drinks—red, white, beer—and even various base spirits for mixing cocktails at any time.
In that cabin, they were simply indulging themselves, completely unlike Zheng Yifan's current situation.
Zheng Yifan found himself in a situation more terrifying than he had ever imagined. From his position near the wing, he watched as a bolt of lightning struck dangerously close to the aircraft, threatening to tear it apart at any moment. Fortunately, whether due to the plane's predominantly wooden structure or perhaps just sheer luck, the lightning narrowly missed the fuselage and shot down towards the ground. The immense power of nature sent chills down Zheng Yifan's spine; if that lightning had truly aimed to take him out, there would have been no escape.
The might of nature was something no individual could challenge.
Zheng Yifan reminded himself of this fact over and over again.
After a minute, the Wooden Airplane broke through the clouds. Above the cloud layer, the aircraft relied entirely on its navigation system, with no landmarks in sight, only able to follow the data provided by its inertial navigation system.
With no way to adjust their angle, Ten Thousand Steps had become a blind journey through the thickly overcast region.
“Caw caw!” After they passed through the clouds, Zheng Yifan finally witnessed a scene that left him in awe.
Dozens of cranes flapped their wings gracefully in the air, their slender bodies reminiscent of mythical cranes from post-apocalyptic tales.
The clouds beneath them were gently trampled by these magnificent creatures.
Even when they spotted Zheng Yifan's plane, the cranes merely turned their heads for a glance before continuing their flight northward. Zheng Yifan had no idea where they were headed and didn’t wish to find out.
According to Zheng Yifan’s calculations, those cranes stood at least five meters tall! (To be continued)
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