Flight Suit

Mo Qiong could fly easily, but to fly safely, comfortably, and conveniently, he needed specialized equipment.

If possible, Mo Qiong would have preferred to buy a wingsuit and modify it himself.

However, wingsuits couldn't be bought directly; they could only be custom-made, and the qualifications for wingsuit flying were extremely strict, making them inaccessible to just anyone.

Just as all helicopters in China required flight path applications, all private aircraft were assigned altitude restrictions, and exceeding them would subject one to flight management regulations.

In China, the only beings that could fly in the sky without regulation were... animals.

Therefore, Mo Qiong wanted his designed flight suit to have biological camouflage capabilities, allowing him to soar through the sky like a great bird.

It didn't matter that he couldn't buy a wingsuit; he could modify a parachute suit. Aside from its extremely low glide ratio, the parachute suit possessed all the functions Mo Qiong needed.

Firstly, its nylon material provided excellent warmth, was lightweight and comfortable to wear close to the skin, and was also moisture-proof and waterproof, making it usable even in the rain.

However, Mo Qiong still wouldn't use it in the rain, for fear of being struck and killed by lightning.

Secondly, the protective helmet, altimeter, and parachute pack were all useful. After browsing, Mo Qiong purchased all the equipment needed for skydiving.

This also included materials like airbags, tubes, and exhaust valves, as well as various paints and a simulated outer layer.

At night, he stayed in the hotel, engrossed in making the flight suit. He equipped the parachute suit with built-in airbags located on his arms, legs, chest, and back.

Admittedly, the finished product looked quite similar to a wingsuit, but it only looked the part. In actual use, it would lead to a fatal fall.

Both skydiving and wingsuit flying required a parachute.

However, Mo Qiong had directly dismantled the parachute pack.

The parachute pack had a system that, at a certain altitude, would detect if the main parachute failed to open normally and automatically deploy the reserve parachute.

This system was excellent for safety but monotonous in function, only serving the purpose of skydiving.

Mo Qiong didn't need to skydive, so he directly modified the automatic parachute deployer it was connected to into an automatic exhaust valve.

His major was Mechanical Design and Manufacturing. While he couldn't create anything too complex, a simple device to deflate the airbags was within his capabilities.

Through modification, he utilized this system to create normally closed airbags for the flight suit. This way, the air he blew in wouldn't escape, thus enabling him to fly.

When he didn't need the air jets, or wanted to redirect them, he could use the original parachute deployment mechanism to directly release air from the airbags.

After releasing the air, the system would return to its normally closed state to maintain the airbag's seal.

There were two specific control methods: six buttons on his fingers could individually control six air valves, and a pull cord on his waist could release all airbags at once.

"Done... Let's test the effect first."

Mo Qiong put on the flight suit and helmet, then directly blew into the Number One tube connected to the helmet.

Number One corresponded to the airbags on his back, Number Two to his chest, Numbers Three and Four to his arms, and Numbers Five and Six to his legs.

To prevent backflow, the air he blew into the tubes, once inside the airbags, could not escape unless the air was released first, allowing for re-inflation.

Since he was testing indoors, he blew gently.

Feeling the airbag on his back slightly inflate, Mo Qiong stopped blowing. Immediately, a gentle breeze brushed his face as some of the air that hadn't entered the airbags rushed out of the tubes and past his face.

"I'm floating..."

Mo Qiong's body slowly rose. He leaned forward slightly, ascending at a speed of a few centimeters per second.

Mid-air, he blew again. This time, he felt a force on his chest, and his body immediately began to move horizontally. Simultaneously, he pressed the Number One exhaust valve and then reinflated the airbags.

He could experience the two airbags, one on his chest and one on his back, with one pushing him forward and the other angled upwards, guiding him slowly towards the window.

"It's quite manageable, but the landing point can't afford any mistakes. If my hands, brain, and mouth don't coordinate properly and I make a wrong move, I could easily tear the flight suit..."

"So this is suitable for open areas, not too confined spaces, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to control it."

After Mo Qiong practiced repeatedly for an hour, he immediately began painting the flight suit.

First, using paint, he gave it an appearance similar to a bird. The helmet, in particular, was fitted with a simulated head covering, making him look like an eagle-headed human.

He attached a pair of wings to his back and put tail-feather-like decorations on his legs. At least from a distance, as long as his feet weren't splayed, he resembled a bird.

This camouflage was only for distant viewing; it wouldn't hold up to close inspection.

It was merely to prevent people from spotting a small dark shape in the sky and realizing it was a person.

Once observed up close, he wouldn't look like a bird, but like a monster.

Therefore, this flight suit was only suitable for high-altitude flight.

That night, Mo Qiong checked out of his room and traveled continuously.

He ascended from the outskirts, soaring up to an altitude of 1,500 meters above the clouds before beginning his horizontal flight.

"It's so humid in the south..."

Mo Qiong took a towel from his small backpack and stuffed it into the eagle's beak.

Along the way, he had to use it frequently to wipe his helmet.

Otherwise, with water droplets obstructing his vision, he could barely see anything.

The longer he flew, the wetter even the rag became.

"Looking at the moon from high altitude is truly beautiful." While flying smoothly, Mo Qiong didn't need to do much. At this altitude, even without the air arrow propulsion, he could glide at a slight angle and wouldn't fall for a long time, allowing him to maneuver at his leisure.

In fact, once he got used to it, he could look around freely even while flying at high speed, even adjusting his body posture.

He could actually fly sitting down, lying down, or standing up.

This flight suit was essentially a container, using air arrows for propulsion, wrapping around him as he flew, and it didn't really matter what posture he was in.

He navigated by landmarks, for example, if he set his landing point directly on Mount Tai, he would fly in that direction.

If GPS showed he was deviating too much from his intended target, he would release the air and reset a landing point, choosing something like Mount Song to adjust his course.

Mo Qiong flew leisurely like this, enjoying the feeling of flight.

Unlike last time, this time he specifically bypassed all cities and flew exclusively over mountainous areas.

Jiangxi province was already mountainous, and he passed through countless beautiful landscapes along the way. Unfortunately, it was too dark, and he was flying too high to see clearly.

During his flight, he could only see patches of dark mountains through the hazy clouds and mist.

His attention was highly focused to avoid crashing into mountains along his path.

After flying for more than three hours, it was past four in the morning, the darkest time before dawn.

"Huh?" Mo Qiong felt like he had seen something flash by.

As he turned his head and searched with all his might, he noticed lights on the nearby mountain, about a hundred meters away, forming several beams that swept up and down towards the sky.

"Someone's actually here..." Mo Qiong was astonished. How could so many people be on this dark mountain at four in the morning?

He saw many people on the mountaintop looking up, pointing and gesturing.

He quickly shifted to the right, increasing the distance from that mountaintop, pretending he was a large bird.

With such limited visibility, they could at most see a dark, bird-like silhouette.

Even though they were only a hundred meters away and couldn't see his true form clearly, they would definitely notice his abnormal size.

He was too big. What kind of bird in the world was that large? Nearly two meters from head to tail. Had an ostrich taken flight?

Anyone with decent visual perception would have these questions.

"It looks like a scenic spot, but it's so dark, what are these people out here looking at... uh..."

Suddenly, Mo Qiong had a thought. People did indeed go up mountains at this time of night.

Because in about half an hour, the sky would start to lighten, and from the mountain, they could watch the sunrise.

Many people liked to wake up in the middle of the night, climb the mountain, and wait for the moment when the first light of dawn appeared amidst the clouds and mist, illuminating the mountains and rivers.

Mo Qiong watched the lights moving up and down from a distance, along with the faint flickering of mobile phone lights, and knew that someone must be jumping up and down in excitement.

He was wearing a helmet and couldn't hear anything, but he knew someone must be exclaiming at the giant bird-like creature flying past.

"Let's be mindful of the scenic areas and go around all of them."

Mo Qiong began to carefully maneuver, weaving through the mountain ranges.

Wherever he looked, his body flew, twisting and turning, gradually flying past this mountainous region.

"Hmm, I probably got mistaken for a monster."

"Did you guys see it clearly? It flew so fast!"

"It was definitely alive, our lights scared it away."

"I didn't expect Sanqing Mountain to have such a big bird."

"There aren't any that big in the world, and one that flies so fast, it's practically a Divine Eagle."

"Divine Eagles can't fly..."

"That's because they're too fat!"

The tourists on the mountaintop chattered amongst themselves, some asking others if they had managed to take any photos.

It was too dark; their naked eyes could only see that it was a bird.

They just felt that its size was enormous and its speed was incredible. They could also hear a whistling sound coming from the night sky.

Some people did take photos, but only the ones taken before the lights were turned on were relatively clear.

After the lights were turned on, the beams of light swayed erratically, making it impossible to get a clear shot.

"At this distance, the darker it is, the less effective it is to use lights to take photos; you can't see anything."

"This one of mine is the clearest, at least you can see the outline, and it's clearly a giant flying creature."

"Friend, please share it."

"I've posted it on Weibo, you can follow me."

An hour later, as the news spread among the tourists on the mountain, tourists in the nearby areas below also learned of the incident.

They all treated it as a strange occurrence, and many regretted not waking up earlier to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise, otherwise, they could have seen the Divine Eagle that was bigger than a person.

By eight in the morning, Mo Qiong was sitting in a breakfast shop, eating and browsing his phone, finally finding the relevant posts.

After realizing he had been seen, Mo Qiong paid close attention to the aftermath.

He had landed at five o'clock and immediately started monitoring local forums and backpacker forums, waiting until now to see anything.

"Divine Eagle?"

"So it was just a shadow they saw, huh? In that case, it's not even a monster..."

Mo Qiong looked at his photo and then flipped through the comments below.

Some jokingly called it a monster, while others speculated it was a bird with a genetic mutation or gigantism.

There wasn't a single terrified response, nor did anyone try to dig deeper.

Modern people were already desensitized to things like this; besides being large, it had no other supernatural qualities.

Actually, it wouldn't matter even if it were mistaken for a monster. In this era, monsters, divine beings, and UFOs were seen everywhere.

Were they all real?

Mo Qiong mused that even if he were mistaken for a monster, he'd at most be material for a sensationalist news outlet.

Without concrete proof, he wouldn't even qualify to be on provincial TV.

Even with photos or videos, it would be heavily doubted and ultimately become a joke.

Even if the witnesses believed their eyes with all their hearts, could they possibly find him? Who knew who or what species flew by? Where did they live? What was their ID number?

Witnesses couldn't possibly pursue Mo Qiong. Even if a few overthinkers truly believed it was a monster, at most, they'd spend the rest of their lives in awe of the world, with no connection to Mo Qiong whatsoever.

Nowadays, unless something major happened, who would really care what was flying by