For the final thousand kilometers to Tai'an Minor Spirit Realm, the Airship Squadron began frequently encountering groups of patrolling War Hawks.
The Sky Connecting Path within the Spirit Branch had a diameter of over two kilometers. Its internal space was extraordinarily vast, making it ideal for War Hawk patrols.
Cheng Han understood this perfectly. It was all because of him.
The two Deputy Hall Masters of Red Armor Hall had likely calculated that their superior was about to arrive at Tai'an Minor Spirit Realm, which was why they had made such arrangements.
It was partly for safety.
But it also carried a hint of currying favor.
"Bzzzz~"
The vibrating hum of War Hawk engines drifted over from afar again and again.
Every window of every airship was inevitably crowded with people.
Faces bearing all kinds of expressions stared fixedly as the War Hawks flew over in formation, then watched them depart in formation.
The discussions continuously reached Cheng Han's ears.
"War Hawks fly so fast!"
"Yeah! Compared to them, airships are as slow as snails."
"How do those huge things fly? Could it be that soldiers sit inside and crank giant fans by hand? Wouldn't their wrists swell up from all that cranking?"
Cheng Han's mouth twitched when he heard this.
Cranking them by hand?!
What a vivid imagination!
He also knew that War Hawks had only just begun to be deployed to the various Minor Spirit Realms. Many civilians had never seen one before, so such ridiculous guesses were hardly surprising.
Someone else promptly corrected them.
"No need to crank anything by hand. I heard they have a new kind of machine installed that drinks Brown Oil, and it's much smaller than Gray Crystal Machinery."
"What machine that drinks Brown Oil? It's called a Science Magic Internal Combustion Engine!"