Hundred Lands Mountain Range, Flying Heaven Stronghold.

Under the command of Yu Guo, Ying Long transformed into various animal forms, quickly traversing mountains, forests, streams, and majestic peaks, taking note of a uniquely enclosed peak surrounded by water.

Unlike five years ago, when it was only connected to the outside world by a single hook rope.

Now, Flying Heaven Stronghold has long established several chain bridges, and through pulleys, hook locks, windmills, waterwheels, and tirelessly modified Bronze Beasts, a semi-automated transmission chain has formed.

Food from Flying Heaven Stronghold flows continuously to the outside world, while materials from the outside keep entering the stronghold.

The most crucial thing is that, combined with the technology from Xingtian City, Wu Zhen has boldly manufactured workable steam engines and applied them to every corner of the stronghold.

Although these steam engines, be it in efficiency or function, are far inferior to the modified Bronze Beasts by Wu Zhen.

They don’t require precious bronze, and Flying Heaven Stronghold can mine and cast them on its own, achieving self-sufficiency.

The ubiquitous [steam pile driver] is a perfect example.

Using the power generated by the steam engines, driving a heavy hammer to repeatedly lift and fall, compacted the entire mountain peak in the most primitive way.

It was as if the peak was forcibly pressed down by an invisible giant hand.

At the highest point of the mountain—once the peak, a vast flatland emerged, resembling a plain.

Even more absurd is that as the [steam pile drivers] continue pounding.

This vast flatland continues to expand outward, seemingly intending to flatten the entire mountain.

"What’s that?"

Transformed into an eagle soaring in the sky, Ying Long took a while to recover.

Because looking at the [steam pile drivers] below still trembling and pounding the peak, words like shocked and speechless couldn’t describe his mood at this moment.

If a peak was flattened using Divine Power, Ying Long wouldn’t feel a bit surprised.

But the problem is, what is currently flattening the peak isn’t some God.

But rather bizarre forms of "stupid, big, black, and clumsy" machineries presenting a mechanical beauty.

Moreover, besides those [steam pile drivers].

There were several high-strength "searchlights" casting into the night sky, turning the originally dark night into day.

[Those are not important, look over there.]

At this time, Yu Guo urged Ying Long to look into the distance sky.

Right above the entire platform, under the illumination of several "searchlights", a weird-looking flying machine was swirling in the night sky.

The fast-spinning blades were its foundation for flight...

The internally rumbling steam engines were its source of power...

To maintain balance to the greatest extent, there were straight wings like those of a dragonfly on both sides...

If in Li Boyang’s past life, such a hybrid of a helicopter and glider would certainly be seen by many as a freak.

Yet in this Mythical Era, such creations capable of flight relying not on any Divine Technique but just on primitive mechanical structures, seemed somewhat exaggerated.

The most absurd thing was, near that flying machine, there were some mountain people in simple gliding suits flying alongside.

It was evident that although the construction of those gliding suits was simple.

The materials used to weave these gliding suits came from special silk threads produced in Li Family Village.

Light as gauze, durable, even with a certain buoyancy...

The keen-eyed Ying Long even saw the proverbs flowing on those gliding suits—these were completely different from the talismans usually learned by mountain people.

The talismans were simplified versions of the Proverb Talismans.

They were a compromise created by Li Boyang to spread education and lower the threshold.

Every student who graduated from Hundred Lands School had learned talismans.

However, the content of Proverb Talismans was elective for senior students aged fourteen to sixteen at Hundred Lands School.

This elective course required extremely high wisdom and knowledge reserves, and ordinary students were not qualified to choose this course.

"Am I seeing things?"

"In such a remote place, there are actually people who understand proverbs?"

With eyes widening in disbelief, Ying Long knew how sought-after those graduates were in Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

Those possessing extremely high wisdom and knowledge reserves, qualified to take Proverb Talismans, there weren’t even a few in big towns like Gaotun Village.

Let alone in such a remote stronghold almost cut off from other villages.

[This is just as expected, isn’t it? That "knowledge glutton" monster, how could she not research the Proverb Talismans left by Wu Yao?]

For some reason, Ying Long seemed to hear a hint of anticipation in Yu Guo’s voice, but that anticipation also carried undisguised apprehension.

...........................

"Huh?"

Wu Zhen, who was piloting the flying machine, suddenly looked up, his eyes burning towards that eagle in the distance.

Despite being hundreds of meters apart, the eagle did not show any abnormality.

Yet Wu Zhen still ordered the surrounding mountain folk flying alongside to land, and he also piloted the flying machine slowly onto the vast platform.

This moment highlighted the uniqueness of this flying machine.

Clearly made of a mechanical structure cast from steel, its weight was surprisingly light.

At the moment of landing, the flying machine didn’t even stir up dust, only the whirlwind from the fast-spinning blades.

It was evident that the metal making up this flying machine was not any known earthly metal but a special product of this Mythical Era.

Considering the special effects of Primordial Qi on various materials.

The metal used to make this flying machine was likely crafted by Wu Zhen using Artifact Refining techniques.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

With the whirlwind raised by the blades, those accompanying mountain people folded their glider wings and landed steadily.

"Come down now! Do I need to invite you?"

Leaping from the flying machine, Wu Zhen then looked up to the sky and shouted.

In the next second, that eagle also fluttered down.

Then at the moment of landing, a roll transformed into a child-like figure: golden hair, twin horns, with a dragon’s tail.

"..."

At the sight of Ying Long’s form, Wu Zhen couldn’t help but frown.

"You’re really giving me trouble, Yu Guo."

When Wu Zhen called out the name "Yu Guo", a look of surprise showed on Ying Long’s youthful face.

But soon, an old voice emitted from Ying Long’s mouth.

"Not causing trouble, but had no choice but to come to you."

"After all, now here except you, I honestly can’t think of anyone else willing to help me."

Who could have expected, upon hearing Yu Guo’s words, Wu Zhen suddenly revealed a cold smile.

"Help you?"

"Let alone our conflicting positions."

"If you really wanted me to help you, would you have brought this big trouble along?"

Eyeing Ying Long’s juvenile face, Wu Zhen made no attempt to hide the disdain in his expression.

"This is Er Tu’s precious treasure, known among the Celestial Beings."

"Bringing him here, isn’t it as if you’re hastening my demise?"

"I’ve assured that Celestial Being, I won’t cause him trouble, no matter how."

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