Without an altimeter, Li Teng had no idea at what altitude he was currently.
Just now, the captain on the plane had mentioned a target altitude of ten thousand meters. Given the short amount of time he had been falling, he should still be at a height of eight or nine thousand meters, right?
He couldn't see the ground below.
Li Teng felt that he couldn't just do nothing.
To survive, he had to exert his greatest effort now.
Even though he didn't have a parachute, a hard landing would certainly mean certain death, but what if there was some change below?
If, by that time, he found a safe way to land, like a huge crash net or a large cushioning sponge laid out somewhere, and he couldn't fly to the landing point due to technical issues, that would be too tragic.
Therefore, he had to take advantage of this precious time to quickly self-learn and master the skills of Wingsuit Flying.
No sooner said than done, Li Teng immediately began various trial flights.
