When his speculation was confirmed, Yuan Zhong's eyes filled with shock.
The strong sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds, casting the silhouette of the Sky City on the undulating cloud blanket.
Steel birds, named “fighters,” patrolled both sides of the Sky City.
Deep blue flames erupted from their wings, leaving trails of clouds in the sky.
As the fighters flew past the side of the deck, the wind stirred up by their tail wings made it almost impossible for Yuan Zhong to stand, as if he would be blown away by the massive gusts at any moment.
Under the dual stimulation of the strong wind and sunlight, Yuan Zhong's heart pounded, and his wide-open eyes, ravaged by the fierce wind, were bloodshot.
This is…
What it feels like to be in the sky?
Wonderful!
It's truly wonderful!
Yuan Zhong's eyes widened with excitement; it wasn't that no lord had ever built a Sky City before, but those lords themselves had never been to the sky.
Therefore, the Sky City Dungeon they built was full of various bugs, purely an eccentric fantasy castle.
Nowhere was it like this, without any common fantasy elements, showcasing the purest, most primitive natural sensations before them.
“Awesome!”
“It’s truly awesome!”
“Ah—!”
Beside Yuan Zhong, a young man stood at the edge of the deck, shouting loudly towards the clouds.
It was then that he realized there were already many people standing on this deck.
They were the Adventurers participating in this Dungeon.
As if by inspiration, the others also began to shout loudly towards the clouds, one by one.
“Ah—!”
“Ah—!”
Shouts rose and fell.
As if to vent some long-suppressed emotion from years past.
Living in White Night City, compared to the towns below, they might appear glamorous and at least not have to worry about survival.
But the suppression within, they themselves knew well.
Yuan Zhong was the same; with that shout, he immediately felt all his bad emotions dissipate with the strong wind.
“Attention all, there are 180 seconds until the start of the game, please prepare!”
At this moment, a broadcast suddenly sounded in his ear.
The sound came from the Sky City's loudspeaker, covering the entire steel platform.
“The Sky City is about to arrive at the thrilling battlefield, special forces, please prepare!”
Special forces?
Interesting, I like that name!
Yuan Zhong observed the people on the deck; they were all wearing green training suits, with a backpack called a parachute on their backs.
Yuan Zhong looked at himself and saw he also had one.
What is this for?
An Adventurer's backpack for aerial exploration?
The Adventurer's memory would show the names of these unknown items, but not their function.
Yuan Zhong tried to pull it off, but it wouldn't budge.
“Damn it!”
“It must be a trick of an evil wizard; I've seen these little tricks too many times.”
Fortunately, Chen Yu had the foresight to know that these inexperienced guys would definitely try to pull off the parachute, so he locked it directly.
To prevent them from dying immediately upon landing.
After all, if too many died, the fun of the game wouldn't be realized.
Chen Yu also planned to have these Adventurers come back and find him after they returned, becoming his repeat customers and bringing him new ones.
Therefore, he had to give them some game experience.
While Yuan Zhong was still studying the parachute, another broadcast prompt came from his ear:
“Current distance to the end of the flight path: 10 kilometers.”
“What's going on?”
Yuan Zhong was still confused when he saw a skydiving option appear in his retina, and while he was still wondering, his consciousness accidentally selected it.
The next second.
Yuan Zhong felt the force that had been holding him to the deck disappear, and he was instantly blown away by the fierce wind.
Holy crap!
Wait, no…
Ten thousand meters high, clouds dense.
Under the surging strong wind, Yuan Zhong tumbled above the clouds like a kite with a broken string.
The massive aircraft carrier and the fighters swept past him, and the wind stirred up by their tail wings violently flung him between the clouds and the sun.
Holy crap!
Holy crap!
Holy crap!
Yuan Zhong's mind was filled with only these two words at this moment.
Above this sky, his body was completely out of his control, only able to be tossed about by the winds from all directions.
The raging wind gradually dissipated as the Sky City and fighters departed, and after the wind disappeared, a sense of weightlessness immediately followed.
Yuan Zhong felt his body drop, as if a stone were tied to his feet, and in an instant, he passed through the clouds.
Ah ah ah—!
Yuan Zhong opened his mouth wide; the cold air from ten thousand meters high rushed into his mouth, and the downward airflow blew his skin into wave-like wrinkles.
His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the ground, watching the island below constantly enlarge in his pupils.
In his state of terror, Yuan Zhong didn't notice that he could already pull the parachute cord.
His eyes only held the fear of impending death, and his consciousness gradually blurred during the high-speed descent.
It wasn't until he reached a dangerous altitude that the parachute on his body emitted an electronic synthetic voice.
“Altitude too low, automatic deployment activated!”
The sound rang out.
Yuan Zhong noticed something opening above him, and then he was abruptly pulled.
The intense sensation of falling gradually slowed under a pulling force from above his head.
The fall turned into a float, and Yuan Zhong felt a dizzying sensation, as if his skull was about to be blown open.
After recovering slightly.
Yuan Zhong finally had a little strength to look up.
What is this!
A wizard's magic carpet?
But why…
Am I hanging underneath the magic carpet!
Yuan Zhong didn't have time to think; he found himself very close to the ground now, and before he could react to what was happening, he had already fallen into a tree canopy, having an intimate friction with the branches.
“Holy crap, finally landed?”
Yuan Zhong hung there on the tree branch, his head buzzing.
After a while, the tree branch couldn't bear his weight, and with a “crack,” he fell to the ground, the wide parachute burying him.
After a long time.
A figure finally crawled out from within.
Yuan Zhong slumped to the ground, exhausted, his trembling hand touching his chest to confirm his heartbeat was still there, before he shakily stood up.
Looking at the beautiful scenery before him, a feeling of surviving a disaster immediately surged into his heart.
“Thrilling, it's truly thrilling!”
After the fear receded, an uncontrollable excitement surged back into his heart; surviving a disaster is life's greatest joy.
Yuan Zhong was so excited he couldn't help but let out a long howl towards the sky.
“Living, this is truly living, this is truly a thrilling, interesting, and fun Dungeon.”
Wuwu…
Truly, at this moment, Yuan Zhong almost cried.
It took him a long time to calm his emotions.
“So, what do I do now?”
After calming down, Yuan Zhong suddenly felt a bit lost again, not knowing where to go next.