Although Chen Mo did not care, when Gao Yuan shut off the communicator directly, Chen Mo could not help giving him another look.
If it had been the original captain or anyone else, they would most likely have answered the call. After all, the other side was flying a fighter jet, and ordinary people and pilots instinctively regarded them with awe and obedience.
But Gao Yuan clearly did not take them seriously. This reminded Chen Mo of the Sea Shepherd members who fought whaling ships and even warships. In a sense, they were the same kind of people—people with their own principles and convictions, who would not bow before power.
Chen Mo could not help studying Gao Yuan again. He was strong and powerfully built, with a resolute face and bright eyes. Earlier, despite the severe oxygen deprivation caused by the accident, he had remained calm, responded appropriately, and relied on astonishing willpower to make it all the way to the cockpit. He was a fairly capable man.
Not long ago, after "founding" S.H.I.E.L.D. in the real world and personally recruiting his first subordinate, David, Chen Mo had come to value talent greatly. Gao Yuan's series of performances had earned Chen Mo's approval.
This was not a movie world. Being a hero was not so easy. Without Chen Mo, Gao Yuan would have died alongside everyone else on the plane. But it had to be admitted that he had the potential to become a hero. If he had been stronger, or luckier, perhaps he could have saved the plane even without Chen Mo.
It was indeed a pity for such talent to remain a flight attendant. Chen Mo thought of his earlier plan to deal with the whalers. He happened to need someone to carry it out, and Gao Yuan