At this moment.
As Blood-Faced Ghost King and Weisili listened to Dannuo K explain the Meditation Seal, a prompt sounded in Zhang Wei's mind.
[Ding! Detected that the host used system points to empower an item and unleashed an ability that is overly in violation of regulations. Due to insufficient system points to fully unleash, the effect of this ability is greatly reduced.]
“As expected, it’s a weakened Meditation Seal.”
Zhang Wei murmured to himself, having already anticipated this.
One must understand that the strength of items empowered by system points depends not only on what the item is, but also on the amount of system points used for empowerment. The Meditation Seal, an ability to pause time, is a bug-level ability that violates rules. To unleash such an ability, a substantial amount of system points would undoubtedly be required.
As anticipated.
Although his over one hundred thousand system points allowed him to use the Meditation Seal, its effect was very brief, only for a short duration. However, fortunately, Emperor Hero himself was extremely fast. Even with a short time pause, it was easy to move a few people from the confined space of the first-class cabin.
With this thought.
Zhang Wei did not idle. With one hand, he held the Blood-Faced Ghost King in mid-air, and with the other, he beckoned Weisili, asking him to retrieve the suitcase.
Before boarding the plane, he had sensed that the suitcase was where the Blood-Faced Ghost King resided, sealed within. He hadn't expected the money-grubbing flight attendant to release it, otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed the plane to take off so casually.
At the same time.
Seeing Zhang Wei holding the suitcase and intending to put him back, the Blood-Faced Ghost King struggled:
“No! You can’t do this!!”
However.
Zhang Wei remained unmoved, grabbing the Blood-Faced Ghost King and tossing him into the suitcase.
Upon seeing this.
A flicker of terror flashed in the depths of the Blood-Faced Ghost King’s eyes, along with a spark of madness.
Zhang Wei didn't know what the middle-aged man in the suit intended to do to the Blood-Faced Ghost King, but the Blood-Faced Ghost King knew that once he was put into the suitcase, the outcome awaiting him would be no different from death.
Because of this.
The Blood-Faced Ghost King became desperate.
Boom!!
With a deafening roar, the Blood-Faced Ghost King used the self-destruction of his entire lower body as a catalyst, unleashing a torrent of ghostly energy. Even with Zhang Wei’s Meditation Seal, it was useless. The explosive power instantly engulfed the entire first-class cabin, aiming to swallow everyone.
Even.
A large hole was blown open in the first-class cabin.
Zhang Wei was certain that even if the others weren't killed by the ghostly energy, they would be sucked out of the plane through the large hole by the strong air pressure.
At the critical moment.
Zhang Wei acted. He turned the left side of the Emperor Belt at his waist.
“Aurora Shield!”
A radiant golden shield appeared out of thin air, blocking the ghostly energy in front of everyone.
At the same time.
Zhang Wei casually threw out a large yellow talisman, shimmering with golden light.
This was Zhang Wei’s item, the ‘Infinite Yellow Talisman’. After previous research, Zhang Wei discovered that not only could the yellow talismans be thrown infinitely, but they could also be thrown in various sizes, such as this giant talisman, four to five meters long.
“Go!”
Zhang Wei pointed his finger at the talisman and pressed it onto the breached hole, sealing it and preventing everyone from being sucked out.
[Ding! Blood-Faced Ghost King… Damn it, this works too?! How many good things do you have?!]
[Host gains system points +250]
Along with the system prompt.
Zhang Wei then wrapped several more giant yellow talismans around the Blood-Faced Ghost King, sealing it tightly to ensure it couldn't self-destruct with ghostly techniques again. He then threw it into the suitcase and sealed the suitcase with layers upon layers of yellow talismans.
After doing all this, Zhang Wei clapped his hands and said:
“As expected, fragile goods. I just touched you a little, and you broke your lower half. I wonder if the Guard Department accepts ghost kings with half a body.”
It was at this moment.
Seeing the Blood-Faced Ghost King safely stowed away in the suitcase, everyone finally felt at ease.
At this moment.
The money-grubbing flight attendant stared blankly at Zhang Wei… I now understand why the priests worship this handsome guy. Ah!!! Why didn’t I choose him? I, I, I missed out!
It wasn’t just the money-grubbing flight attendant who thought this way; the other flight attendants did too. Looking at Zhang Wei, who had just dealt with the Blood-Faced Ghost King, they couldn't help but glance at the money-grubbing flight attendant… You’ve lost big time. Your future husband could have been Emperor Hero.
However.
Just as their thoughts formed.
A deafening roar erupted, and everyone felt their sense of direction being overwhelmed. To be precise, the entire plane began to shake violently, as if encountering turbulence.
It was at this moment.
The flight attendant’s phone on the plane rang.
The chief flight attendant quickly steadied herself to answer it. Upon answering, her expression, which had just recovered from the near-death experience, turned pale with fright once more:
“This is bad! The captain just informed me that the plane has malfunctioned. It seems some debris from the explosion in the first-class cabin got sucked into the engine of the left wing. The left wing has lost power and can no longer maintain flight. We have to make an emergency landing in the sea.”
As she spoke.
The chief flight attendant was about to instruct the flight attendants to arrange for the first-class passengers to move to economy class and prepare for an emergency landing.
However, at this moment.
Zhang Wei’s voice drifted over:
“Emergency landing? That won’t do. I’ve promised my girlfriends I’ll be back on time today.”
“But if we don’t land, the plane can’t fly,” the chief flight attendant replied.
“It’s just missing an engine.”
Zhang Wei replied casually.
Weisili and the others: “……”
The chief flight attendant and the others: “……”
Dannuo K and the other young priests: “Ah???”
Faced with Zhang Wei’s words, everyone present was dumbfounded, looking at Zhang Wei as if he were an idiot. Were they kidding him? If the engine was broken, how could the plane fly? By gliding? Isn’t the engine the power source for a plane’s flight, a basic common sense?
However, the next second.
Just as they were about to explain basic common sense to Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei took a pager from a flight attendant, walked towards the large hole sealed by the giant yellow talisman, peeled open a small section, and then jumped directly out of the plane through the opening.
“Holy cow?! Mr. Zhang!!”
Weisili was startled and quickly ran to the cabin window next to the hole to look.
Upon looking.
His pupils contracted.
“My God, Mr. Zhang can fly?”
Outside the window, Zhang Wei was flying beside the plane, giving Weisili and the others an OK sign through the window. He then waved, indicating he was going below, and flew towards the underside of the plane.
The next second.
Everyone felt the plane, which had lost an engine and was violently shaking in the air, stop shaking. Everyone felt the plane regain its stability.
“This…”
Weisili and the others looked at each other, falling into a moment of silence.
Although they had never flown a plane, they understood basic common sense. It was impossible for a plane to fly so smoothly with one engine missing.
Suddenly.
Recalling Zhang Wei’s previous actions and thinking about his destination, an unbelievable thought entered everyone’s minds.
Could Mr. Zhang/Emperor Hero handsome be holding up the plane while flying it…
As the thought formed.
With a beep, the flight attendant’s pager in the chief flight attendant’s hand rang.
The chief flight attendant instinctively picked up the pager, and Zhang Wei’s voice came through:
“Hello, is the chief flight attendant there?”
As the words fell.
On the other side.
At this moment.
A world-shattering scene unfolded.
High above the Pacific Ocean, beneath a large passenger plane with smoke billowing from its left wing, an armored warrior was flying, holding the plane with one hand and a pager in the other, speaking leisurely into it:
“I’ve stabilized the plane’s flight. Tell the captain to notify the control tower that we might be landing in Daxia ahead of schedule and to be prepared.”
…