Volume 1: The Rise of Elanhill Chapter 0097 Fly
"You told me... I won't die if I 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 assured him that he would not die if he jumped down.
"Like a bird, equip yourself with two wings? Do you think we are magicians? Can we control the wind and fly?" The boy looked at his companion nervously and advised: "I advise you not to try..."
"The teacher said, don't let fear dominate you!" Holding the huge sail-like glider in both hands, the other boy smiled confidently: "Mortals can also fly!"
"Here I come! Long live Elanhill!" The boy exerted force on his legs and started walking towards the canyon. Because the glider was facing the wind, his steps were extremely heavy and it was quite strenuous to walk step by step.
But he still resolutely rushed towards the wind, until there was no road under his feet, until he reached the end of the cliff.
"Whoosh!" The boy heard an exciting whistling sound and opened his eyes. He found that he was already flying in the air. His glider was flying in the wind, as thin as a leaf.
"I'm flying! I'm flying!" The boy shouted excitedly in the sky, and his voice echoed back and forth in the canyon. The boy standing on the edge of the cliff opened his eyes wide and still couldn't believe his eyes.
The boy, with his hands tied to the handles of the glider, was shouting wildly at this time. His glider danced in the wind and took him to an unprecedented new height.
The wind from the sky blew on his face, making it impossible for him to open his eyes. But he still felt the embrace of the blue sky, which was an uplifting beauty.
"Woo-ha! I love flying!" With this shout, the glider the boy was flying rolled in the sky, as agile as a bird.
"It turns out that mortals can really fly." Standing on the edge of the cliff, the little boy looked up at the sky above his head and had the desire to fly for the first time. In his opinion, if he could fly on the wind, he would be greater than a magician.
Suddenly, the glider in the sky began to dive straight down, followed by the boy's panicked shouts. 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 glided into a bush, falling into pieces.
The little boy standing on the cliff witnessed everything that happened. He watched in horror as the glider rolled and broke in the bushes, and finally scattered into a pile of wreckage. After standing there for a few seconds, the little boy seemed to remember something and turned around and ran behind him: "Mom! Mom! My brother is in trouble!"
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"Are you ready? Kid! Are you ready?" A voice that was getting closer and closer pulled Orank back to reality from his memories. A middle-aged man knocked on the glass window next to Orank and asked loudly, "Are you ready?"
"Yes! Sir, I'm ready!" Orank looked at the operation drawing in front of him again, nodded outside the window and replied.
"This is a very important experiment! Orank! You are the best among us! If you give up now, we will postpone the experiment! That's no problem! Don't force yourself!" The man outside the glass window shouted nervously.
Orank gave the other party a thumbs up to show that he was fine. "Sir! I'm ready! For three months, I have been dreaming of this day! Gods, may God bless Elanhill!"
After hearing O'rank's answer, the worry on the middle-aged man's face faded a lot. He gave O'rank a thumbs up and then jumped down from where he was standing.
"Get everything ready! Clean the slide... Check the wind direction... Set the timing, three, two, one! The experiment begins!" The middle-aged man arranged the arrangements for the staff in the venue and finally started the countdown.
As the countdown began, a row of staff pushed the wooden glider onto the runway, and then the carefully crafted glider rushed to the end of the runway with its own gravity.
With a slight sway, this beautiful modern glider rose into the wind, flying in a very stable manner, forming a graceful climbing arc in the sky, dancing in the wind.
"If I had this three months ago, I would be the one test flying today." Standing in the audience, a boy on crutches raised his head in envy, looking at the gracefully shaped glider in the sky, and sighed sourly.
Next to him, a middle-aged woman slapped him on the back of the head and said, "You only know how to fool around with your brother! Fool around! If you weren't lucky, you would have died in the canyon last month!"
"This is not a joke, Mom..." The boy couldn't bear to leave the glider in the sky, and his tears could not stop flowing down: "You don't know what this means to us..."
In the cockpit of the glider in the sky, Orank pulled the joystick and rolled himself along with the plane. He had trained countless times on the ground, and there was no rolling experiment in this experiment. But Orank felt that there was a voice in his body that kept tempting him to try some bold flying moves.
So he obeyed the voice in his body and satisfied his infinite desire. He drove the unpowered glider and rolled in the sky, like a fairy dancing.
"The experiment went very smoothly." 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 didn't believe you at first, thinking you were exaggerating 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 am still unable to 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 an unprecedented great cause." The great magician Franzberg said in amazement.
"I hope the engine factory will be able to make it in time..." Generals Wagron and Modler, who rushed back from the front line to participate in this experimental performance, raised their heads to look at the sky, and were so excited that even the tone of their voices changed a little.
For many years, the war mode of mortals has always been flat. Those arms flying in the sky have always been unique to the Magic Empire. Today, they saw a miracle, a miracle of mortals flying in the sky.
It won't be long before ordinary people can form their own air forces, and they won't have to look up at the sky, but can calmly overlook the earth. What an exciting news! What an exciting thing!
"It's definitely not fast enough." Gurlo laughed awkwardly twice, and then explained in the contemptuous eyes of the crowd: "The new engine is very sophisticated. It is an unprecedented advanced machine. If it weren't for the help of the Magic Ball of Knowledge, we wouldn't even dare to try."
A few days ago, the magic ore shipped from Volavor finally arrived in Seris City. Thanks to the efforts of Frundsberg and William, the first batch of magic ore was made into knowledge magic balls, which led to the booming development of the air force.
"Of the 3,128 knowledge magic balls, 933 were taken by the Air Force and its related personnel. And they're still crying and shouting that it's not enough..." Deans felt pain in his heart when he thought of this. He said with a smile while happily looking at the glider flying in the sky.
"You know what? I've made more than 700 of them, and half of them have been taken away by people related to the Air Force..." Frunzberg also complained when he beat the magician. In order to form an air force, everyone in Ailan Hill did their best. They worked day and night, and even Chris didn't have a good rest for several days.
Chris, nicknamed the 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" ability to a higher level...
Under his leadership, Ireland Hill built a new aircraft manufacturing plant in the past few days. Many of the equipment inside were made by the most skilled workers in the parts factory using semi-manual methods .
In order to build this aircraft production line, or 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 - produce one aircraft engine a day...
Many parts still need to be manually corrected, and the engine still needs manual debugging after it is produced. All technologies, including the metal skin, are brand new, and some even require the addition of ferrite to barely reach a usable level.
While the aircraft factory was constantly debugging and putting it into production, the training of pilots was also in full swing. All relevant personnel used the knowledge magic ball, and every person who went into space underwent rigorous training. The Air Force also became the team with the highest cultural level in Ireland Hill.
A large number of people who have used the Magic Ball of Knowledge have gathered here, as well as many top talents in the industry. It is not an easy task to build a modern aviation environment from scratch. If it were not for something as powerful as the Magic Ball of Knowledge, it would be an impossible task.
