The facts proved that hanging people beneath an airship and letting them sway around like cargo was indeed not a good idea.
At first, with more than ten tons of cargo hanging below, the towing rope did not swing too wildly.
Later, after the cargo had been unloaded onto the deck, the dangling rope immediately began swaying restlessly. The Horse airship had barely lifted Qingdeng off the deck before giving him the sensation of flying.
Fortunately, the airship pilot was skilled enough. After several attempts, he managed not to get anyone killed and safely lowered Qingdeng, clutching his suitcase, back into the camp.
At last, his feet touched solid ground. The first thing he did after landing was squat down and vomit violently.
Walking over to the man, Fang Chang smiled and asked with concern.
"Brother, how do you feel?"
"Not bad..."
After taking quite a while to recover, Qingdeng, sitting on the ground, could not help sighing again.
"This game's... physics system... is pretty realistic."
"Haha, as long as you enjoyed it," Fang Chang said with a smile. "Now settle the shipping fee."
"Oh, right, I almost forgot." Qingdeng slapped his forehead, opened his suitcase, counted out ten hundred-silver bills, and handed them over with an embarrassed smile. "Thanks, brother."
"You're welcome." Fang Chang took the money and slipped it into his pocket, then narrowed his eyes with a smile as he watched the cargo ship sail away. "Pleasure doing business with you."
One thing was one thing.
It might have been a small favor, but starting and stopping that airship still consumed fuel.
Even if he did not care about that little bit of money, he still had to consider the interests of the Niu Ma Group's largest shareholder—the collective of Vault 404.
At present, the Niu Ma