199. Landing
Zheng Yi took a bottle of water from the side box of the chocobo: "How do you calculate this?" β
The pilot's eyes lit up suddenly, he walked up quickly, snatched the bottle in surprise, unscrewed the lid and sniffed it, and said:
"It's really super water! Half a bottle! β
"A quarter." Zheng Yi stopped and slashed at the waist.
"One-third, I'll take you straight to the city." The pilot said, "We have a first-class mechanical service in the city, and you can also buy a decent knight's suit." β
Zheng Yi said: "Your plane doesn't look as fast as my motorcycle." β
The pilot said: "You know in the past, there are pits, landslides, and cliffs all over the ground, and you can't raise your speed at all." β
Zheng Yi knew that this was a seller's market, and he didn't care about that bit of water at all. It's just that in this world, a messenger who does not bargain will be reported. After fully playing the role of messenger, Zheng Yi accepted the pilot's offer.
The pilot opened the back cover of the cabin, and there was actually room for a motorcycle inside!
After fixing the chocobo, Zheng Yi sat in the back cabin, just behind the pilot.
"Take off!" The pilot shouted loudly and immediately ignited.
The engine of the ancestral sand car comparable to the old Banzhang starts, with a faint asthma sound.
Zheng Yi realized that the head of the plane turned to the broken bridge!
The solid wheels rolled across the uneven ground, and after a brief taxi, the plane crashed towards the cliff of the broken bridge.
Even if the heart is strong in Sequence 2, he has to put on an anti-terrorist shield for himself at this moment.
γFirm Heartγ
In this way, at the time of the crash, the brain can react clearly and carry out a series of anti-heaven operations.
The last time I had such a sense of crisis was when I was swallowed by a proto-whale.
The plane rushed out from the top of the broken bridge.
The wings finally came in handy, giving the plane enough lift.
The pilot let out a strange cry and turned his head and said:
"In today's world, only old things are good. None of the planes that were picky about the runway could fly. β
Zheng Yi was in no mood to chat with him.
"And now the stratosphere is also very dangerous, thunderstorms, dust storms, solar storms from the outbreak of strong flares...... Those big planes can't fly at all, unless they're not afraid of death. Hahaha, it's much safer for a small plane like ours. β
The pilot didn't notice that Zheng Yi had closed the hood of his hazmat suit and turned off the external pickup. He couldn't stand the strong winds and the loud noises of the engines.
The speed of the biplane is very slow, and Zheng Yi feels that the speed does not exceed 80 kilometers per hour. However, this should be faster than the chocobo, because as the pilot said, the ground road conditions are very bad, Zheng Yi saw various color blocks on the ground, which were all lifting surfaces caused by geological changes.
Although chocobos are motorcycles, they cannot run open on such terrain.
Zheng Yi suddenly had the idea of buying an airplane.
Pork and water for planes.
That sounds like a bit of a fun.
The biplane flew towards a two-hundred-meter hill and plunged straight into the mountain.
Fortunately, Zheng Yi was firm in his heart, otherwise he would have thought that the pilot had drunk too much heavy oil and his brain was confused.
A gate opens on the mountain, revealing the runway inside.
The plane flapped its wings, passed through the gates, and almost "smashed" on the runway.
Under the violent vibration, the plane did not fall apart, slid out of the runway for more than 100 meters, and came to a steady stop.
When Zheng Yi jumped off the plane, he found that the plane didn't even have a seat belt. He finally took a deep breath after landing and waited for the pilot to come down and open the cargo door.
Five men gathered around, but there was no malice. They greeted Zheng Yi warmly, and what they got was polite and detached, so they turned to their partner, the pilot.
"Old Gong, slaughtered another rich man?" They teased.
One of them said to Zheng Yi: "You have to take his plane from here, otherwise the mountain road will kill you." β
Pilot Lao Gong jumped off the plane and said:
"Just an unlucky messenger, I only received less than two hundred milliliters of water."
"Unlucky? Look away. Someone looked at Zheng Yi, his eyes were very poisonous, and he saw through the nylon cloak wrapped in the outermost at a glance.
"He doesn't even have a standard knight's uniform." Lao Gong walked up to Zheng Yi and said, "Young man, don't say I'll kill you." I brought you here to give you a chance to buy a good set of clothes. β
The man with vicious eyes before laughed at Lao Gong and said:
"You don't understand. You see his plate armor, even a tabula rasa is not cheap! What's more, judging from his body shape, this set of plate armor can at least reduce its own weight, and it is absolutely produced by a master of the casting sequence. Inside the plate is ...... It is to use special protective clothing as the lining. β
"Tsk, this little brother is rich and handsome among the messengers! At such a young age and with such powerful equipment, your father is a legendary messenger, right? How many lines do you have at home? My surname is Zuo, left and right, Zuo Huairen. What do you call a little brother? β
Zuo Huairen changed his smile and approached Zheng Yi.
"Whatever."
Zheng Yi looked at this cave, which was more like a large warehouse. In the middle is the airstrip with various materials piled up on both sides. Judging by the materials that have been formed, they are building planes here.
"This is your city?" Zheng Yi asked.
"yes, it's not bad." Lao Gong squeezed Zuo Huairen away and came to Zheng Yi's side: "One-third bottle of water, I'll go get a clean bottle." β
"Don't worry, I'll see." Zheng Yi said: "I also want a plane." β
Zuo Huairen laughed: "Little messenger brother, the flight is cool for a while, landing in the crematorium, you better ride your motorcycle." β
"Get out!"
Lao Gong scolded, and said to Zheng Yi:
"Flying, boy, is not an easy thing to do. Don't look at the small number of people here, the division of labor can be meticulous. There are 28 people in total, and everyone has a job, and if there is one less person, they may not be able to go out and come back. In ancient times, there was a saying called 'route', do you understand what it means? β
"It's about the same route." Zheng Yi said.
"yes, so you're not familiar with the air, you don't know the currents, you don't have the weather forecast, what if you plunge headfirst into a sandstorm?" Lao Gong said: "What's more, even if it is a biplane, it has some requirements for the landing field and runway." β
Zheng Yi sighed and said, "It seems that there is really no way?" β
Zuo Huairen came over: "Little brother, if you really want to fly and play, I'll take you to meet someone." β
"Oh?"
"Our Chief Engineer." Zuo Huairen said: "She has a lot of interesting things in her hands, but the price is not cheap." β
"I don't have the money." Zheng Yi said: "But I have hard currency, don't worry." β
Zuo Huairen smiled and led the way in front.
There is no concept of architecture in this city, a total of 28 people, using materials to divide the space to live. The chief engineer occupies a lot of territory, but it is difficult to define what is private space and what is a collection of materials.
"Shengsheng, pick up customers." Zuo Huairen shouted without seeing anyone.
"Get out!"
It's a girl's voice, it's grumpy.
Zheng Yi subconsciously thought of [Calmness] and [Divine Soothing].