Riding an airship was a fresh experience for both Zhao Ling'er and Lin Yueru. Zhao Ling'er was one thing—she had, more or less, ridden a phoenix before. But Lin Yueru was different. From the moment the airship took off, she had excitedly run all over the place, standing by the portholes to gaze at the scenery below with undisguised thrill.
It reminded Fang Zheng of how he had acted the first time he flew on an airplane. He had gradually gotten used to it afterward.
But once the novelty wore off, Lin Yueru discovered she had contracted an incurable disease that humans often suffered from.
Airsickness.
Lin Yueru had initially tried to endure it, but eventually she could no longer hold on. Her eyes were spinning, and she looked ready to collapse. Left with no choice, Fang Zheng had Aika take Lin Yueru to a guest room to rest. Otherwise, who knew how awful she would end up feeling?
The airship was naturally much faster. A journey that would have taken ordinary people several days in this ancient era took less than an hour by airship. Fang Zheng then landed it somewhere secluded before bringing Zhao Ling'er and the others out.
"Ugh... Divine Doctor Fang, this Magic Treasure... is truly unbearable..."
Even after setting foot on solid ground, Lin Yueru still swayed unsteadily. Her face was waxy yellow, as though she were drunk. Seeing her like this, Fang Zheng helplessly slapped his forehead.
"Come on. This is Jinhua. I see a small town ahead. Let's rest there for a while and get something to eat."
Lin Yueru could not even speak now. Supported by Zhao Ling'er, she weakly nodded. Aika, meanwhile, watched the scene with great interest, as if she were enjoying an amusing play.
Following the mountain road, the