Off the unwitnessed coast of Kitty Hawk, Smith Orwell's biplane prop is crashing toward the bright red sea and shallows.

He could see the speedometer display, and at this moment, with the help of the planet's gravity, Smith had successfully broken through the threshold of take-off speed.

Pull the joystick back, the flaps flip, and the oncoming wind is disturbed by the wings, turning into upward lift.

Smith watched his plane swoop down toward the crimson sea, wings and mechanical structures humming as if they were about to fall apart in the next moment, blood rushing to his brain, and Smith's eyes were blood-red.

But he didn't let go of the hand holding the joystick.

Just as the plane was about to fall into the water, some miracle happened.

The descent of Flyer 1 was stopped.

Its wheels swept across the water, causing a wave, and then it left the water.

Aviator One, flew.

Smith could feel the joy of the machine coming under him, the wind rippled across the sea, and Flyer One continued to rise in altitude.

"Flying......"

On the shores of the coast without any onlookers, Smith Orwell's Aviator 1 is soaring through the sky.

He could see the birds walking side by side with him, and the creatures seemed to be curious about the big steel bird, which looked like himself, and he could feel the wind whispering in his ears, it was boundless freedom.

But before Smith could enjoy it all, he heard a roar.

Hurriedly looking at the source of the sound, Smith noticed that in the distance, the sky in the depths of the sea was red, like a sunset, and in it, something was above the clouds, and it was about to erupt.

Smith's heart throbbed, and he knew that it was the legendary [Natural Disaster].

A mixed emotion echoed in Smith's chest.

On the one hand, it is because, since he has encountered a natural disaster, then he definitely has no hope of survival, and Flyer 1 and his life have come to an end.

On the other hand, it is because it shows that he has succeeded.

Flyer 1 is indeed a flying machine capable of causing natural disasters.

Smith saw that in the thick flame-like clouds, something appeared.

It's like a dragon in the legends of the old times, and the natural disaster is coming towards it, from a small point in the distance, rapidly expanding.

It's beautiful.

When Smith saw the other party's appearance clearly, such feelings welled up in his heart.

He had never seen anything so beautiful.

Even made Smith think for a while that he could be destroyed by this creature, and he could be regarded as a well-deserved death.

However, the instinct to survive quickly took over Smith's mind, and even though he knew that it might not help, Smith turned the nose of the plane and flew away from the disaster.

He didn't have much fuel and was only able to sustain less than five minutes of flight, so Smith turned up the power to the maximum and flew at full speed.

Looking back, Smith could only see the dark shadow of the dragon rapidly approaching, but he couldn't hear any sound.

Forward.

Smith can only move forward.

The rudimentary biplane propeller was like an ant in the shadow of the dragon.

Smith saw the moment the dragon swept past him.

He saw a scar on the dragon's red eye.

It was obviously a scar caused by an external force, and it almost penetrated the eye, causing the color of that eye to be a little dull.

Who the hell could leave such a scar on the face of a natural disaster?

Smith's confusion had not yet been explained, and he could only see that the dragon seemed to glance at him.

It's amazing.

Smith had expected it to be some kind of disdain from a high-ranking being to a lowly being, or a look full of anger and disdain for the challenger.

However, the dragon looked at Smith with a look in his eyes, filled with some kind of mixed emotions.

Smith could feel sadness, relief, and hope.

He couldn't understand why the natural disaster was so emotional.

The next moment, disturbed by the frenzied and scorching air current, Flyer One lost its last balance.

It crashed into the forest on top of a cliff, causing Smith to break his leg again, but fortunately saved his life.

The dragon swept across the shore, destroying the camera and other cars Smith had left behind, and then flew away, disappearing into the sky.

Smith returned home.

To the townspeople, he was just another failure.

Although Smith had always been adamant that he had actually taken to the skies, no one believed that all they could see was a middle-aged man with a broken leg.

After that, Smith Orwell never flew into the blue sky again.

He dragged the wreckage of Flyer 1 back and used it as a framework to transform it into a strangely shaped car.

Only, when facing the innocent eyes of his grandson, this old man who once soared in the sky will show a nostalgic expression, telling a dream that no one believes.

"Grandpa, why do you want to fly into the sky?"

The grandson's inquiry is full of childlike innocence.

"Because, the sky is there."

Smith Orwell, the old man who once flew into the sky on an unwitnessed coast, gazed at the blue sky.

...

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The moment he broke away from gravity, Bai Ge felt the throbbing in his heart.

It's something that comes from the deepest human resonance.

Flyer 1 crossed the steel runway, streaked a trail above the shallow waves, and took to the skies.

It's a machine with that name that, after decades of absence, has once again broken free from the shackles of gravity.

On the seashore in the middle of this wasteland, Smith Orwell's former dream was rekindled.

The clock of the pocket watch, the start of the chronology.

Thirty seconds that decided fate.

Almost at the same time as the plane set off, everyone heard a popping sound.

It was the sky from the north, above the inky clouds.

The cumulonimbus cloud quickly lit up, turning from a deep black to a fiery red.

A black dot emerged from the cascading clouds.

The bamboo frost on the ground fell, and I saw the appearance of the creature.

It was a dragon.

It was a metallic silver hue, with intricate patterns engraved into the flames, and its dragon scales glittered in the flames as they had been obtained before the Bamboo Frost fell.

The dragon had a streamlined body, its wings folded, and the whole dragon was like a cannonball, heading in the direction of Flyer One.

What made Bamboo Frost Fall strange was that the arrival of this dragon did not make any sound.

In a world as silent as a silent movie, only the dragon that burns with flames moves forward.

Twenty-five seconds.

Bai Ge came to a certain altitude, his speed was not fast at the moment, the low air pressure was greater, and the drag of the plane was higher.

As a result, an invisible dagger appeared in Bai Ge's right hand.

[White Rainbow Sun]!

With a flick, the air in front of the plane was cut apart, not simply destroying all air, but retaining the lift that supports the wings, minimizing the drag of the air, allowing Flyer 1 to accelerate better.

Bai Ge glanced at the back, [Steel Feather] had undoubtedly broken through the sound barrier and surpassed the speed of sound, and the boom just now was probably caused by its acceleration between the clouds.

Circles of ripples spread behind [Steel Feather], and every time it passed, it would take a few seconds for the loud whistling wind to sweep across the land, bringing a high-temperature blast of wind.

Judging by the distance between the two, after ten seconds, [Steel Feather] will catch up with Flyer One.

And that's far from the Flesh Rocket's location.

The acceleration of the aircraft is already at its maximum, but it will take time to break through the sound barrier.

Compared to the [marathon] of endurance in the vast wasteland, it is now like the last distance of the 100-meter sprint, and it is necessary to concentrate all the strength in one point and burst out.

Hasten.

Accelerate to higher realms.

Twenty seconds.

Bamboo Frost raised her head, she saw the [Steel Feather] sweep across the earth, and the next moment, the wind swept over, setting off high waves that shattered the steel runway.

"Mr. Heinlein!"

Bamboo Frost heard Wilbur's trilled cry beside him.

"Definitely, I must come back......"

Hearing Wilbur's words, Bamboo Frost's heart chuckled.

In fact, she also knows.

At the very center of the battle between the two massive natural disasters, Bai Ge's hope of escaping from them was slim.

She didn't ask because she believed in Bai Ge.

It is believed that he can work miracles.

Frost Fall stares at the steel creature with its azure flames, and the dragon that chases it.

Silently praying.

At the same time, on the Flyer One.

Bai Ge saw that the speedometer had reached a critical value.

Through the joystick, he could feel that the plane was now extremely unstable, and the chaos caused by the approaching speed of sound was transmitted through the wings, if it did not succeed in accelerating, then the next moment, Bai Ge's fate would be to disintegrate in mid-air and fall into the shallow sea, falling short.

Of course, according to what Bai Ge saw now, even if he could successfully break through the sound barrier, it would be difficult for the plane to support a safe landing, and the greatest possibility would still be to disintegrate after arriving at the location of the flesh rocket.

Ahead of this is the valley of death.

In the dark night, in the distance, the light of the stars shines brightly.

The steel plane streaked across the blue trail, and behind it, the red meteor chased after it.

Seventeen seconds.

Bai Ge knew that this was the last chance.

With a flick of his right hand, a coin appeared in his hand.

The coin has a quaint shape, with the head of a middle-aged man on the front and an unknown flower blooming on the back.

Bai Ge turned its reverse side up and tossed it gently.

Zheng –

A crisp sound sounded, and the coin spun upwards in the cabin.

As if the seal had been lifted, some kind of power spread out in all directions through this coin.

Suddenly, the cloudy night sky gathered with dark clouds that had never been thicker than ever.

In a second, millions of lightning bolts lit up.

This is an unprecedented thunderstorm cloud.

The coin that Bai Ge threw was the transcendent item he was holding.

[Weather forecast].

Face that extremely dangerous thunderstorm cloud.

Aviator One, rushed in without hesitation.