Ninety-Seven Fly

"You told me...you won't die if you jump down?" In the distorted dream, a boy stared at his friend with an expression of disbelief and asked.

He was standing on a cliff with a terrifying abyss under his feet, but his friend swore to tell him that he would not fall to his death by jumping off.

"Like a bird, give yourself two wings? Do you think we are magicians? Can we fly with the wind?" The boy looked at his companion nervously and persuaded, "I advise you not to try..."

"The teacher said, don't be dominated by fear!" Holding a huge sail-like glider with both hands, another boy had a confident smile on his face: "Mortals can also fly!"

"I'm here! Long live Alan Hill!" With a sudden force on his legs, the boy took a step towards the canyon. Because the glider was facing the wind, his steps were abnormally heavy, and it was quite difficult to walk step by step.

But he still resolutely rushed towards the wind, until there was no road under his feet, until he rushed to the end of the cliff.

"Huh!" There was an exhilarating whistling sound in his ears, the boy opened his eyes, and he found that he was already soaring in the air. His glider fluttered in the wind, as thin as a leaf.

"I'm flying! I'm flying!" The boy shouted frantically in the sky with excitement, his voice agitated back and forth in the canyon. The boy standing on the edge of the cliff widened his eyes, and he couldn't believe his eyes until now.

The boy with his hands tied to the grip of the glider was screaming wildly at this time, and his glider was dancing in the wind, taking him to an unprecedented new height.

The wind from the sky was blowing on his face, making him unable to open his eyes at all. But he still felt the embrace of the blue sky, which was an exhilarating beauty.

"Woo ha! I love to fly!" With this shout, the boy's glider rolled in the sky, as nimble as a bird.

"It turns out that mortals can really fly." The little boy standing on the edge of the cliff looked up at the sky above his head, and for the first time had the desire to fly. In his opinion, if he can ride the wind, he must be a greater person than a magician.

Suddenly, the glider in the sky began to dive down, followed by the panicked shouts of boys. The glider lost control in the sky and plunged to the ground with its passengers.

Just when the glider was about to hit the ground, it raised its head stubbornly again, and finally gliding into a bush, fell into pieces.

The little boy standing on the cliff witnessed what happened in front of him. He watched in horror as the glider rolled and shattered in the bushes, and finally scattered into wreckage. For a few seconds, the little boy seemed to remember something, turned around and ran behind him: "Mom! Mom! Something happened to my brother!"

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"Are you ready? Child! Are you ready?" A voice that was getting closer and closer brought Oranke back to reality from his memories. A middle-aged man tapped on the glass window beside Oranke. , asked loudly, "Are you ready?"

"Yes! Sir, I'm ready!" Oranke looked at the operation blueprint in front of him again, nodded and replied to the window.

"This is a very important experiment! Oranke! You are the best among us! If you give up now, we will postpone the experiment! It's okay! Don't force yourself!" The man outside the glass window was nervous. roared.

Oranke gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he was all right: "Sir! I'm ready! I've been dreaming of this day for three months! Gods above, God bless Ailanxi you!"

Hearing Oranke's answer, the middle-aged man's face faded a lot, he also gave Oranke a thumbs up, and then jumped down from where he was standing.

"Prepare in every way! Clean up the slides... Check the wind direction... Timing preparations, three, two, one! The experiment starts!" The middle-aged man paid attention to the arrangement of the staff, and finally started the countdown.

As the countdown began, a row of crews pushed the all-wood glider up the runway, and the elaborate glider rushed towards the end of the runway under its own weight.

With a slight wobble, this beautiful modern glider took to the wind and flew in a very stable attitude. It flew through the sky in a graceful climbing arc, dancing in the wind.

"If I had this three months ago, it would be me who flew today." Standing in the audience, a boy with crutches raised his head enviously, looked at the graceful glider in the sky, and sighed bitterly. road.

Beside him, a middle-aged woman slapped him on the back of the head: "I knew you were going to make a fool of yourself with your brother! Make a fool of yourself! If you didn't die, you would have died in the canyon last month!"

"It's not nonsense, mom..." His eyes were reluctant to leave the glider in the sky, and the boy's tears couldn't stop flowing: "You don't know, what does this mean to us..."

In the sky, in the cockpit of the glider, Oranke turned the joystick and rolled himself along with the plane. He has trained countless times on the ground, and this time there is no rolling experiment. But Oranke felt that there was a voice in his body that was constantly bewitching him, making him try to do some bold flying moves.

So he obeyed the voice in his body and satisfied his own infinite longing. He rolled the unpowered glider through the sky like a genie dancing.

"The experiment went very well." Chris moved the telescope in front of him, looked at the glider flying in the sky, and said to everyone around him.

"You once told me that anyone can fly in the sky. I still don't believe what you said, I think you exaggerated the power of industry." Looking at the glider flying in the sky, Des sighed: "Now It seems that I underestimated this power..."

"With my attainments, I still can't fly in the sky... However, you have given a mortal the ability to fly... I don't know how to describe it, but I think this is a great cause that has never been seen before." Frenzberg The great magician said in amazement.

"Hope, the engine factory will have time..." Vagron and Mordelair, two generals who rushed back from the front to participate in this experimental performance, looked up at the sky with their heads raised, and even their tone of voice changed a little bit. .

For many years, the mortal war mode has been flat. Those arms flying in the sky have always been unique to the Magic Empire. Today, they saw a miracle, a miracle of a mortal flying in the sky.

It won't be long before mortals can form their own air force, and they can look down at the earth without looking up at the sky. What exciting news is this? How exciting is this?

"It must be unable to keep up with the speed." Gurlo smiled awkwardly, and then explained in the contemptuous eyes of a group of people: "The new engine is very precise, this is an unprecedented advanced machine. If it weren't for the help of the Knowledge Magic Ball, we wouldn't even dare to try it."

A few days ago, the magic concentrate shipped from Wallavor finally arrived in Serris City. Thanks to the efforts of Franzberg and Wilhelm, the first batch of magic concentrates were made into magic spheres of knowledge, which enabled the vigorous development of the Air Force.

"Of the 3,128 knowledge magic balls, the Air Force and Air Force-related personnel occupied 933. It's not enough to cry and say..." Deans felt pain when he remembered this, and happily watched the sky fly of the glider, he said with tears in his eyes.

"Don't tell me, I have made more than 700 now, and half of them have been taken away by the Air Force-related personnel..." Frenzberg also complained about the magician. In order to form an air force, the top and bottom of Ireland Hill did their best. They worked day and night, and even Chris didn't rest for days.

Chris, who was given the nickname of a humanoid self-propelled plotter, is really fighting for his life now. In order to build the Air Force of Ireland Hill, he has sublimated his "plotter" skills to a higher level...

In the past few days, under his leadership, Ailan Hill has built a brand-new aircraft manufacturing factory. Many of the equipment in it are made by the most skilled workers in the parts factory by semi-manual methods.

In order to build this aircraft production line, or an aircraft production workshop, Chris used more than 310 knowledge magic balls on the production workers alone. And this production line can barely do it now - producing one aircraft engine a day...

Many parts still need to be corrected manually, and the engine needs to be manually adjusted when it is produced. All of the tech, including the metal skins, was brand new, and some even had ferromagnets added in to barely get to a usable level.

At the same time that the aircraft factory has been continuously commissioned and put into production, the training of pilots is also in full swing. Relevant personnel have used the knowledge magic ball, every personnel in the sky has undergone strict training, and the air force has become the team with the highest cultural level in Ailan Hill.

There are a large number of people who have used the knowledge magic ball here, and there are also many top talents in the industry. Building a modern aviation environment from scratch is not an easy task. If it weren't for the heaven-defying thing like a magic ball of knowledge, this would simply be an impossible task.