My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome-Chapter 252 - 251 Binhai City
Chapter 252: Chapter 251 Binhai City
Chapter 252 -251 Binhai City
In the midst of a tremendous roar, the bulky transport aircraft, pushed by its four jet engines mounted under its wings, quickly ascended into the sky from the rough and uneven runway, leaving behind a trail of rolling gravel and raging sand.
“I…”
Unfortunately, the feeling of sitting on the plane did not prove to be much more comfortable than staying out in the biting wind.
One could only wonder if the pilot used to fly fighter jets since he took off so violently with such a large transport aircraft from such poor terrain.
The sudden sensation of weightlessness combined with the pressure and ringing in Shao Zifeng’s ears caused him to feel somewhat nauseous. He clutched the armrest of the aircraft cabin wall tightly, his body seeming to hover in the cabin due to the weightlessness.
After a few minutes, the turbulent airflow settled, and both Shao Zifeng and Cang Haiyuan sat pale-faced on the seats folded down from the cabin walls, staring blankly at each other with wide eyes.
Shao Zifeng glanced at the cargo-filled cabin, then at the tiny space the two of them occupied: “Didn’t you say they came specifically to pick us up? It looks more like we were just an afterthought.”
“Cough.” Cang Haiyuan pulled down a seatbelt and fastened it around himself before he could relax: “Be grateful, at least. Air travel isn’t what it used to be. Unless you have the status of someone like Professor Chen who can request a private flight, this kind of hitching a ride along the way isn’t bad.”
After saying this, he skillfully searched through the tightly bound supplies and pulled out two bags of military rations: “There, give this a taste. It’s actually pretty good.”
Shao Zifeng took the olive-drab package from him, and Cang Haiyuan had already started eating intently, remarking as he ate: “When it comes to military rations, you have to stick with those from our Daxia. The main dishes and sides taste distinctively good. Rash Country doesn’t get it right—too much meat and canned jams indiscriminately mixed, no sense of balancing meat and vegetables. It’s sickening after a while.”
“You’ve had foreign military rations before.” Shao Zifeng tore open the package, drawing out a vacuum-sealed bag labeled ‘Mixed Fried Rice.’
After opening it and taking a bite, the flavor was indeed good. The rice was tender and melted in his mouth, the flavors of the ingredients enticing salivation.
“Ah, those are things of the past… Let’s not talk about them.” Cang Haiyuan suddenly went quiet upon hearing Shao Zifeng’s question, which Shao Zifeng thought might prompt him to brag a bit.
As Shao Zifeng ate the ‘Mixed Fried Rice,’ Cang Haiyuan chuckled and fished out a light green package from the rations, then tearing it open to diffuse a rich aroma of meat in the cabin.
He dumped the contents of the bag over his own ‘Mixed Fried Rice’ and, through the bag, gave it a stir: “Braised pork fried rice, try it.”
Having prepared the last of the juice mix, they solved the day’s first meal in the sky.
Patting his belly, Shao Zifeng leaned against the gently trembling wall of the cabin, sizing up the interior of the transport aircraft.
The hold of the military transport aircraft was empty, with many protruding pipes and lines along the two side walls, mainly used for various military supplies and personnel dispatch, as well as long-range tactical and strategic deployment.
Before these events occurred, the transport airplanes, aside from transporting goods and disaster relief, were also tasked with paratrooper training and the deployment of light tanks and armored vehicles.
Unfortunately, since the ‘Unknown Recovery Event,’ the threats in the sky have become increasingly grave, and many civilian airliners were destroyed by mysterious mutant creatures in the early days, leading even to the temporary shutdown of the international space organizations.
In response to such incidents, the military’s strength had steadily increased over the years, with frequent clearing of mutant creatures from established air routes, which has allowed for signs of recovery in the airline industry.
The only thing that made Shao Zifeng curious was that it seemed the military had never revealed to the public what kind of mutant creatures lived in high altitudes. Because of this, numerous literary and film works speculating about high-altitude mutant creatures had emerged.
Turning his head, he looked through the tiny window at the endless sea of clouds, and above that sea of clouds, wondering if any mutant creatures were out there somewhere.
“What are you looking at?” Cang Haiyuan, now full and with his attire in order, had retrieved a mask from who-knows-where: “Is the first time feeling not very thrilling and unbelievable?”
Shao Zifeng hesitated a bit: “It’s alright, I guess.”
Although it was his first time on a plane in both lifetimes, in the other dimension there weren’t any messy things in the airways; he may not have eaten pork, but he saw pigs running all the time.
Aside from the initial discomfort during ascent, the thrill he felt upon first seeing the aircraft had slowly ebbed away.
Now that he was already on the plane,
There was even less to say about it.
No trace of turbulence within.
Even entered the state of “sage mode.”
The nearly two-hour flight from Su City to the Liaodong Region had both of them leaning against the cabin walls, idly chatting about this and that, occasionally stopping to gaze at the rolling clouds outside the window, quite content to enjoy the leisure.
“Speaking of which, how does a celebrity like you know Chen Yixing?”
Shao Zifeng finally voiced the question that had been buried in his heart for a long time, as paleontological researchers and celebrities were as unrelated as could be, especially since one of them was a minor eighteen-tier celebrity, hardly known outside of the Yundu Region…
Yep.
The kind that didn’t need to wear sunglasses to disguise himself when walking around Yundu City.
“Hey,” Cang Haiyuan took out a metal cigarette case, plucking a cigarette from within.
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“You can’t smoke on the plane, right?”
“Uh… I know that, just took it out for a sniff.”
Cang Haiyuan defended himself, nonchalantly slipping the lighter into his pocket.
He placed the cigarette under his nose and took a deep sniff: “About your question, I don’t want to lie to you, but for certain reasons, I can’t tell you what I do, you understand, right?”
“Got it, got it!” nodded Shao Zifeng: “So, I’m asking how you know Chen Yixing, not what your identity is.”
“In other words, your abilities aren’t that strong either, and if one were choosing a bodyguard, it probably wouldn’t be your turn… You specialize in ice powers, right, so why would they take you to Antarctica?”
“I…”
Each of Shao Zifeng’s words stabbed into Cang Haiyuan’s chest like sharp knives, and he suddenly found this guy really annoying.
…
After a long flight, the transport plane arrived in the Liaodong Region.
A bit regretfully, he hadn’t seen any traces of mutant creatures in the sky until the plane landed at Binhai City Airport.
On the flip side… the mutant creatures in the sky might also feel quite regretful.
Binhai City’s geographical position was advantageous, known as the gateway to the imperial capital, backed by the northeast hinterland of Daxia, situated on the southern tip of the Liaodong Peninsula, and adjacent to the Far Eastern countries such as Fusang, Goryeo, and Rash Country. It was the most important city for the economy, trade, ports, industry, and tourism along the east coast of Daxia.
To put it bluntly, the five cities of the Yundu Region combined may not even match up to it, let alone the entire Liaodong Region, which encompasses sixteen cities.
“So, what are we doing next?”
After disembarking from the transport, Shao Zifeng and Cang Haiyuan crouched near the plane, watching a few camouflage-clad lads and giant arm apes from the airport unloading supplies.
He closely observed the airport; besides the military transport they had just taken, a few commercial airliners and two private planes were parked not far away.
Indeed, in such a big city, even though the utilization rate of civil aviation was extremely low, the scene here was still bustling with people coming and going, including even quite a few Far Eastern faces mixed in.
Cang Haiyuan played with his mask, unconcerned: “We wait for instructions. Professor Chen only mentioned a plane coming for us today, without specifying the time.”
Shao Zifeng: …
