However, Meng Chao was certain that these workers were also equipped with life-detection systems and surveillance devices.
No matter what tricks he tried to play through these workers, the Golden Roc's Monitoring Center would discover them.
Damn it, this Aerial Fortress's defenses are practically flawless—at least while it remains still.
I have to make it move. Any flaw is exposed in motion.
Meng Chao pondered for a moment, spreading his senses outward and carefully feeling the flow of air around him.
The Otherworld's planetary magnetic field was far stronger than Earth's.
Coupled with the mysterious reactions constantly occurring within the crystal veins buried underground, which spewed high-temperature, high-pressure, wildly turbulent spiritual energy toward the surface—
—it made the Otherworld's climate far more volatile than Earth's.
Even today, by Otherworld standards, the weather could be called "gentle winds and bright sunshine."
Yet hundreds of meters in the air, one could still hear the wind howling and feel wind blades slicing past one's brows and eyes.
The Golden Roc was not in an absolute state of stillness.
If all its Crystal Engines were shut down and it truly floated like a hot-air balloon, the Golden Roc would only be swept away by the gale, drifting with the current in midair.
To remain roughly fixed at its coordinates, the Golden Roc used precise calculations to activate some of its Crystal Engines, driving its enormous propellers to turn slowly and generate thrust opposite to the current wind direction and speed, thereby maintaining dynamic equilibrium.
A large number of sensors had also been installed across the Golden Roc's airship envelope.
The drones and weather balloons surrounding the Golden Roc were likewise equipped with extensive climate-detection devices, allowing them to predict upcoming wind direction, wind speed, humidity, and the likelihood of extreme weather.
This allowed the