Survival in the fog, starting with a thatched house

Chapter 67 Paragliding

Hoo Hoo!!

Weapons, aren't they coming?

Su Lan gently picked up the meteorite and looked at it for a while. When the rain stopped, she would find a place to experiment.

Don't blow up your house.

Su Lan put away the meteor ball and focused his attention on the last thing.

A transparent umbrella, one of those old-fashioned long-handled ones, almost featureless.

If it hadn't been opened from a special treasure chest, Su Lan would have thrown it directly into the space.

Su Lan was studying the umbrella when a line of words appeared in front of him.

Paraglider: can bear a load of 300KG, can take off at a height of more than 5 meters, and the flight distance and height are uncertain.

What does that mean? Can this umbrella take her flying?

What to do? She wanted to fly so badly that she had to start the experiment immediately.

Su Lan stood at the stairs on the 3rd floor. According to the floor height, fifteen meters was more than enough.

To be on the safe side, Su Lan tied a safety rope to herself and tied it to the staircase corridor.

Su Lan didn’t have any fear of heights before, that’s because she had never jumped.

By the time she really stood in the corridor on the third floor, she couldn't straighten her legs and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

She decided to cheer herself up and jump when she counted to three.

one two three!

Bang, Su Lan jumped down the corridor. Let’s be conservative and jump from the second floor.

If you jump down from the second floor, you won’t die.

Su Lan came to the second floor and felt a little better.

She closed her eyes again, imagined herself as a strong warrior, and jumped up. Gravity made her fall rapidly.

Ahhhhh!

Su Lan screamed.

In just 0.01 seconds, Su Lan had already imagined himself with a bloody head or a broken leg.

The imagined pain did not come. Su Lan opened his eyes and found himself floating in the air.

When she moved her left foot, the umbrella moved forward, and when she moved her right foot, it flew to the right.

Su Lan tested it several times over. The pleasure she felt was indescribable. "Ahahahaha, I'm flying!"

She kicked her legs back and forth a few times and finally mastered the technique.

There are two buttons on the umbrella handle, up and down.

Press it and the umbrella will slowly descend. Press it again and it will fly up again.

Flying once was not enough, so Su Lan returned to the third floor again and jumped down without hesitation.

It is no exaggeration to say that the feeling of weightlessness for 0.01 seconds is the most refreshing and exciting.

She hung in the air in the corridor, swinging her body non-stop and having fun.

This paraglider is good in every way except for one drawback: you have to hold on to it with your hands. If you don't have enough arm strength, you'll fall down accidentally.

Su Lan decided to add something to the paraglider.

She made a simple net chair with ropes, fixed it to the umbrella handle, and added a safety belt, which made her much more comfortable when flying.

After repeated tests, Su Lan found that her homemade safety chair could withstand a weight of 100KG without affecting safety at all. Only then did she fold up her paraglider with great satisfaction.

When the weather clears up, I will find a good place to try out her flying machine.

After finishing all these, it was already afternoon and the fog had already covered the entire area.

Su Lan ate some food, lay on the bed, and began to think about what to share with Ji Yang.

After all, I put in a lot of effort today.

However, Su Lan was reluctant to give up the two important props he got today.

Not giving him anything would make her seem very stingy.

Looking at the pile of food and clothes on the ground, Su Lan passed them all to Ji Yang.

Ji Yang, who is usually active, did not respond for a long time this time.

Su Lan thought he was angry, but in fact he was really busy.

Ji Yang was drinking Su Lan's iced drink and was startled as soon as he arrived at his shelter.

There was actually someone in his room, and that person was Song Yanke.

When Song Yanke woke up today, the first thing she saw was the photo in the group.

Maybe it was because people are more easily moved after being frightened, so she burst into tears.

After crossing into the foggy world, I felt cared for for the first time.

Based on this photo, she firmly believed that Ji Yang liked her, but did not dare to confess to her because of his face.

They had eaten together several times, had a foundation of affection, went to the same school, had the same academic background, and similar values. They were simply a perfect match.

As long as she dares to break through this window paper, Ji Yang will definitely open his arms to her.

She is not a top love-brained person and she has her own considerations.

Ji Yang is now one of the few owners of a level 7 shelter. She has had enough of the hard days these days. Once they become boyfriend and girlfriend, she won’t have to worry about her life in the misty world anymore.

Ji Yang was a piece of fat meat to him, a strong and healthy piece of fat meat.

Song Yanke wore a black sportswear, which showed her healthy and attractive figure.

Seeing Ji Yang coming back, she looked at him with a smile: "Ji Yang, you are back, are you tired? Come and let me massage your shoulders."

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at Brother Tai's house?" Ji Yang was confused and kept his distance from Song Yanke.

"Oh, you are so afraid of me, but I won't eat you. Brother Tai is right, you are a straight man." Song Yanke smiled sweetly, which made Ji Yang feel uneasy.

What is she going to do now?

"I know everything. You have me in your heart. If it weren't for your careful care, I might have died. I will follow you for the rest of my life. You are my master, and I can be your slave." Song Yanke suddenly came over and looked at Ji Yang with tears in her eyes.

Ji Yang...

"I think you misunderstood. I will help anyone who is sick here, not just you." Ji Yang stepped back awkwardly. He had just come across this time and already he was doing the master-slave thing?

"I don't care, I just want you. Please, don't reject me. I am a poor homeless person. My brother is dead, and my parents are dead too!" Song Yanke suddenly squatted down, hugged her shoulders, and cried silently.

Men are most afraid of women crying, and Ji Yang is the same.

Thinking that she was also an orphan, she felt more sympathy for Song Yan.

I didn't expect that the proud beauty in the school would have such a miserable life.

"Okay, okay, you get up first."

Song Yanke looked up, her peach blossom eyes filled with tears were really heartbreaking. She stood up, staggered, and was about to fall on Ji Yang.

Ji Yang dodged and Song Yanke fell on the sofa and started crying again.

Ji Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This wasn't just saving a classmate; this was saving a Bodhisattva.

I originally wanted to come back and take a hot shower to get rid of the sweat and odor, but after what she did, I lost all mood.

To be honest, Song Yanke is very pretty and knows how to dress up. She is not much worse than those Korean girl groups who can dance in circles.

But the closer she got to him, the more he thought about Su Lan.

The girl who is opinionated, smart, brave and independent.

Thinking that Su Lan was still angry with him, Ji Yang was very upset and raised his voice:

"Stop crying! If you cry again, I'll throw you into the fog."