"I told you to carry your luggage. You need to transport the God Chromium Armor and other equipment back. Don't you still have work to do?"
"But if you don't take the initiative, then this week's experimental samples... Bah, how can I achieve this week's operational targets?"
"It's hard to find someone like me anywhere, right?"
"Tsk, if you say that, you're out of touch. Forget it, the Hercules is our company's flight anyway, and the money won't go to outsiders. I wish you a happy journey." Captain Lin signed the manifest. Words, these important equipment were sent back first by the Ninghe. Anyway, the goods don’t need to rest, so you can do whatever you want. Shangluo and others, who had been spinning around for several days, really needed a break to come back to their senses.
There isn't much time left. They didn't plan to wait in the terminal again because they had to go through a lot of troublesome customs procedures. On the tarmac, they first sat there with a mazza.
"Here you go, jelly. I brought it especially for you. Take it with you to drink on the way. There is no such jelly on Hercules." Captain Lin handed Shangluo a dozen jelly.
"Ah, thank you." Watching Shangluo accept the jelly, Captain Lin went up the gangway. The take-off work of the Ninghe is much more complicated than that of the Hercules. After all, the latter is just a accumulation of mature technologies and supplemented with some supplies. There were rockets on the Ninghe, and they would explode, so he had to check them carefully.
Shangluo opened the jelly and handed some to others.
"What is this?" Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment, "Why is there the Ninghe logo on it?"
"Ninghe's in-flight meal."
"Does Ninghe still have in-flight meals? Why have I never had any after flying there so many times!"
"Probably because there are no flight attendants, the flight meals are prepared in the cab. You have to go in and get them yourself."
"I gave them bad reviews! Why do people feed you all the time, but no one feeds me? I'm angry!"
"It's too late. There is no report this time, so you can't complain to them. And they are not in the civil aviation business at all. They just let you fly for free. Where is the window for complaints?"
Wen Yuan was so angry that he squeezed a stick of jelly into his mouth.
"It's quite delicious. Let's have another one."
I didn’t even eat in the morning, so it would be good to eat some jelly to cushion my stomach.
While eating jelly, the sea breeze from the Sea of Marmara blew in my face. From here, you can see the dome of Hagia Sophia and the neoclassical red roofs and white walls in the city from a distance. The "Second Roman City" is glowing with the weight of time in the sun, and it is the kind of praise.
"By the way." Wen Yuan suddenly stood up, "Since we have nothing to do, how about we practice?"
"How to practice? Whack-a-mole or Tetris?"
"Hey, you can play that on the plane. We have a few days to go. While this place is spacious and there are no other people waiting around, how about we come and practice? Just like when we were practicing in the martial arts gym that day. .”
"Why do you suddenly think of sparring with me?"
"Because, I saw your sword. I saw it very clearly. When you hit those great elves of the spring, did you knock them away with one strike of your sword?"
Shangluo nodded.
"Very good. Now that you can shoot them away, we can finally have effective contact." Wen Yuan threw off the backpack behind him and took out his explosive rifle from inside. But this time he adjusted the safety of the bolt to the safe position, and adjusted the handle of the torch from the bolt to the bayonet - the bayonet connected to the pipeline began to vibrate, buzz, and was lit, glowing dark red. of light. The dark red light vibrated with the air, exuding a breathtaking and dangerous aura.
"This is?"
"The high-frequency oscillation bayonet is driven by torch element. I originally planned to try the sword on those elves this time, but they didn't rush in front of me. However, their swords seem to have spiritual energy in them."
[This is the phlogiston entity I mentioned before. Well, the very powerful technology is actually an artificial phlogiston entity. It seems that Cathay's application of phlogiston has been very effective. Although it is a little smaller, only as big as a bayonet. And it seems that the energy density is greater than the level of those elves. If you use this sword to block the elf's sword, it will probably be knocked away to a certain extent, but it will not be knocked away. You can try it with him. 】
"What is the effect of the collision?"
[Although his bayonet technology is very advanced, it is still inferior to divine power. Collisions of phlogiston entities take into account differences in power levels, so yours will be amplified - so a collision between two god-level entities will produce a horrific explosion. The level of those elves' swords is too low, so they will be knocked away by you like a ball. The level of this bayonet is moderate. Judging from the strength of the two of you, you can probably give it a try. Do you want to try it? 】
Shangluo shook off the sword blade. If he could even out the gap in physical strength, he would still have the confidence to spar with Wen Yuan.
"You have the guts." Wen Yuan unbuttoned his shirt, threw his school uniform to the side, wearing only his vest, and made a hand gesture.
"Then I'm going up." Shangluo warned first, then swung his sword to hit Wen Yuan's bayonet.
With a bang, a dazzling light like electric welding exploded in the air, and sparks popped out. Wen Yuan's bayonet was deflected by the shock, and his steps were also disturbed. But Shangluo's knife still stopped in place.
He could feel that although he could barely block it, it was only just barely. Although the layer of torch element attached to the outside of the bayonet can produce high-frequency vibrations, at the moment of collision, the torch element was scattered by the lightsaber, and it took a moment to return to its original state.
It's a tough opponent, but it does seem like it can be practiced.
"It's interesting. It's me who will take action this time."
On the tower in the distance, air traffic control was working nervously. Today, two heavyweight units, the Ninghe and the Hercules, are taking off, one taking off from the land runway and the other from the water channel. Constantinia Airport must arrange their itinerary for them, and other flights must carefully plan their routes. Because the wake created by these two industrial monsters can overturn the small aircraft taking off behind them.
While he was busy, a burly figure wearing a toga appeared at the elevator entrance. Several internal guards followed.
The whole tower fell silent.
"Your Excellency, Senator Julius, here"
"I know it's very busy here." The burly figure waved his hand, "You are busy, we will leave in a few minutes."
"Thank you for your understanding, then please help yourself."
After a moment of stagnation, the tower resumed work.
"Then, Your Majesty, please come this way." Julius stretched out his hand to signal the person at the back of the elevator to come out. She wore narrow clothes not often seen among Roman aristocrats, including a coat, blouse, and a skirt that fell to the knee, allowing her to move frequently between different occasions at school and at the palace.
"Which direction are they in? Yes, I saw them. They are practicing fighting? What a powerful light. Which one is His Excellency the Forest King? If it is the one with the bayonet, that one doesn't work. It looks stupid."
"That one is indeed a bit silly. But it's not him, it's the other one, the one holding the sword."
"Hmm" She looked into the distance carefully, "Hmm"
She hesitated for a moment.
"What do you think? Is it okay?" Julius bent down and asked softly.
She still hesitated for a while.
"No, no. If there is no reason, it just won't work. If you have to give a reason, 'I don't know him,' is that considered a reason? Can I go back? I have three meetings to hold in the afternoon."
(End of chapter)
