Wang Ye jumped out of the cabin.
The view suddenly opened up.
Looking down, he could clearly see the boundless stratocumulus clouds below.
The thick cloud cover obscured the mountains and cities below.
Only a mix of blue and white remained around.
Making Wang Ye feel as if he were in a fairyland.
At the same time.
A strong wind pressure began to battle against Wang Ye's body.
Even more savage and uncontrollable than the airflow in a wind tunnel.
As if a slight asymmetry in posture would instantly trigger an uncontrollable death roll.
He was like a leaf in the storm, swaying chaotically with the stirring of the air.
This allowed Wang Ye to truly experience the power of "wind."
Beside Wang Ye, Lü Jinyi, who jumped out of the cabin with him, tightly grasped the handles on Wang Ye's clothes to prevent them from being separated by the airflow.
Wang Ye wore a professional altimeter on his wrist, displaying his current real-time altitude.
