Monster, come to my bowl

Cai Ji thought about it and came up with an idea.

Since we want to build a flying army, we might as well start testing it now!

The Demon-Suppressing Guards who are qualified to serve as messengers between the two states all have high levels of cultivation.

The lowest rank is a thousand-man commander.

This level of cultivation is enough to use flying magic weapons.

As long as we solve the problem of replenishing their spiritual power, we can fly back to Dongzhou together.

If they found any problems with the flying magic weapon or had any suggestions for improvement while flying, they could just go to Dongzhou to resolve them.

one stone two bird!

perfect!

Cai Ji made up his mind and shook his head decisively: "No!"

"what?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

After spending a few days together, they all felt that although Cai Ji had a special status, he had an easy-going personality and was easy to get along with.

How could such a nice person refuse to bring them letters from home?

This is a good thing to accumulate merit!

But before they could ask why, they heard an exciting question.

"Whoever wants to go back to Dongzhou with me, raise your hand!" Cai Ji said with a smile.

"I!"

"I me me!"

Upon hearing this, most of the messengers raised their hands.

The remaining people who did not raise their hands were basically those who had no concerns about Zhongzhou or had already purchased properties in Dongzhou and settled down there.

“Director Chang, help me count the number of people who want to return to Zhongzhou, and record their body sizes.” Cai Ji was afraid of missing anyone, so he passed the buck to Chang Dong and instructed him directly: “Also, send someone to purchase several hundred kilograms of the best copper immediately!”

"Purple copper?" Director Chang was quick-witted. Upon hearing this, he looked directly at the flight backpack on Cai Ji's back and subconsciously asked, "Master Cai, are you planning to build... this... this thing?"

The strange device on Cai Ji's back is made of copper.

"This is called a flying machine. It can fly as long as you input spiritual energy!" Cai Ji said frankly, "But I just invented it, and there are still many things that need to be improved. Anyone who wants to go back to Zhongzhou can use it to fly back to Dongzhou with me. By the way, find out its problems and give me some suggestions for improvement."

Fly back to Dongzhou? !

The demon-suppressing guards who had just raised their hands immediately became excited.

“How can this thing fly without wings?”

"Does it consume a lot of spiritual energy?"

“Is it flying fast?”

“How does it turn?”

Everyone looked at the flying magic weapon and asked questions at once.

“Shh! Keep your voice down. This matter cannot be spread outside for the time being!” Cai Ji made a gesture to silence others and whispered, “I will explain to you how to use it later! Those who want to return to Dongzhou, go get your hair cut short first, and then restore your spiritual power as soon as possible! Oh, by the way, ask someone to buy two thousand glutinous rice cakes, go now!”

"Haircut?"

"Two thousand glutinous rice cakes?"

Everyone was confused.

Just as he was about to continue asking, Cai Ji blocked his mouth directly: "Don't ask! Do it quickly!"

……

Three days later.

The first batch of test pilots are ready to go.

In addition to Cai Ji, there are a total of seven Demon-Suppressing Guard messengers.

Everyone wore a customized flight backpack and was also given one hundred glutinous rice balls filled with spiritual power as a pill to replenish spiritual power.

"Take off! Go home!"

At Cai Ji's command, eight people took off into the air at the same time.

After a day of training, the messengers have learned the basic operations of the flying magic weapon.

All that was left to do was to take a long flight across thousands of miles of ocean.

During the initial phase of the flight, everything went smoothly.

Following the instructions on the pointing box, everyone focused on moving towards Dingfeng City in Zhongzhou.

Dingfeng City was originally the landing point for the messengers. The Demon-Suppression Division there had a messenger posthouse, and the journey could be ended as long as they arrived there.

However, as we flew, various situations arose.

"Oh shit! My pants blew off!"

"Ah~~ Help! I hit a bird!"

"It looks like there's a storm ahead, what should I do?"

"Fly up! Fly above the clouds!"

"Ahhh, it's so cold up there."

"Everyone, fly slower. Your dicks are about to freeze off."

"Wait for me... I ate too much glutinous rice and I can't hold it anymore!"

"Wait a minute! Pull while you're flying!"

The messengers, who had just learned how to control the flying magic weapon and began to conduct long-distance flight experiments, encountered all kinds of troubles.

Some of these questions are simply laughable.

Fortunately, with Cai Ji's support and some small islands along the way where they could temporarily stay, all kinds of troubles did not turn into disasters.

However, due to the constant situation, the journey that was originally planned to be completed in one day had to be postponed.

"There is a small island ahead. Let's go down and spend the night."

As the sun was setting, Cai Ji and seven flight test pilots landed on an inconspicuous island.

It is called a small island, but in fact it is a huge rock protruding from the sea.

The rock is more than ten feet long and wide, and five or six feet above the sea level, looking like a millstone.

"Oh! I'm so tired!"

"Can someone lend me a pair of pants? My legs are frozen."

"Damn it, I've been blown by the wind all day and my eyes are so dry that I can't open them!"

"I'm going to wash my butt down there..."

After the messengers landed on the island, they complained bitterly.

It’s not that they can’t endure hardship, but that they have never experienced the hardship of long-distance flights.

In order to lose weight, they carried almost nothing except the clothes on their backs and a large bag of glutinous rice cakes.

"Come on! What do you want? I have it here!" Cai Ji saw this and distributed the necessary supplies to everyone while laughing in his heart.

Of course, his smile was not out of gloating.

Rather, the more problems the test pilots encounter, the more feedback they receive!

Someone's pants were blown away by the wind.

This means that the pilots’ belts need to be improved, or simply changed to a jumpsuit.

Someone accidentally hit a bird.

This means that you still need to wear a helmet when flying.

Some people report dry eyes.

This shows that goggles are a must-have for pilots and must be developed.

Someone wants to poop while flying...

This is easy to handle!

Just learn to hover in the air!

In a word, the messengers' complaints are valuable information.

At the same time, the messengers saw Cai Ji taking out various items from his body, including not only food and water, but also tents, iron pots, firewood, etc., and they all looked curious.

"Sir, how can you carry so many things?"

"Yes! You don't have a bag either!"

"Where did you hide the pot?"

Everyone was asking questions.

Cai Ji knew he couldn't hide it, so he smiled and replied, "I have a magic weapon to hide things."

"A magic weapon for storing things?"

"You made it yourself, too?"

"Can you build a few for us? That way, we can carry more supplies when we fly, and fly farther and more comfortably."

The messengers thought of the flying magic weapons they had, which were all made by Cai Ji using mysterious means, and they couldn't help but make a shameless proposal.

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested.

When Cai Ji heard the messenger say that he could carry more supplies, his heart suddenly moved!

After he invented the magic weapon of flying, the first thing he thought of was to build a flying force for the human race to fight against the demon race who were good at flying, and to attack the demon race's rear.

However, judging from today's situation, the weight of items pilots can carry is very limited.

First, the thrust of the flying magic weapon is limited.

Second, carrying large items will seriously affect the stability and maneuverability of the flight.

If pilots could be equipped with mustard bags, this problem could be easily solved!

Not only does it solve the problem, it can also turn them into human bombers with a 'huge payload'!

Even without bombs, just carrying hundreds of bricks high in the air and dropping them down would have been extremely destructive.

"Not yet!" Cai Ji stroked his chin and squinted his eyes and said, "But when I return to Dongzhou, I can try to see if I can make it."