"What is it?" Chen Mu's gaze had fallen onto a bizarrely shaped object in the corner. It was metallic and about eight or nine meters long. Its surface parts had corroded, some of them all the way through. It had two thin wings that looked like bird wings. Compared with its huge wings, the body was a lot smaller—long and narrow like a shuttle—with a beautiful, slightly curved shape.
"It's a flying device generally used for short flights." Unexpectedly, the one responding was the system.
"Flying device? Ha, I actually didn't guess wrong!" Alfonso was nearly dancing in his excitement.
That sort of flying device looked very rudimentary, and Chen Mu was discouraged to compare it with the shuttle cars he'd seen.
Seeing Chen Mu's interest flagging, Alfonso couldn't help but laugh as he said, "Doesn't the teacher want to leave the jungle? You should be able to depend on this flying device for that."
