Is There Anyone Here Who Can Fly a Plane?

This dream was not affected by Onion Lady or the pink thread of fate.

Even in his dazed state, Song Shuhang saw that magnificent city in the sky once again.

How could I have suddenly seen this city in the sky again? Could it be because I'm near the Eastern Sea? Song Shuhang wondered to himself.

In his dream, he looked out and saw a huge island with mountains, water, jungles, and grasslands.

There is also an ancient city complex, with towering city walls protecting the Ancient City completely.

In his dream Song Shuhang viewed this magnificent aerial island from a godlike perspective, clearly seeing the layout of the Ancient City. In particular, a prominent tower stood in the center of the Ancient City, attracting everyone's attention.

However, there wasn't a single person to be seen in this ancient city.

"Is it the Mysterious Island?" Song Shuhang wondered to himself.

Last time, through Onion Lady's dream, he could sense that the monk named 'Jiudeng,' or rather, the Abbess Jiudeng,' was in this aerial city. However, he didn't see any trace of 'Abbess Jiudeng' in the dream. Not even a single figure was seen.

After surveying the Ancient City, Song Shuhang turned his gaze to the outside world, to the vast jungle.

Then, his gaze fell upon the vast Crescent Lake.

This Crescent Lake is absolutely stunning.

It's like a scene from a fantasy movie, a tranquil lake reflecting the Moonlight, breathtakingly beautiful. If you capture this scene with your phone, you don't even need to edit it; it can be used directly as your computer or phone wallpaper.

Just as Song Shuhang's gaze was about to move closer to some of the lakes... suddenly, something in the lakes seemed to sense Song Shuhang's gaze.

Whoosh! A large, blue fish burst out of the lake and shot straight into the sky.

It was enormous; observing its body, the part that was above the water alone was over ten meters long. Its body was like a snake, but it had no scales, only skin like the bark of a dead tree.

The large blue fish bared its ferocious teeth toward the sky. Its tongue was also a small, strange fish, green in color, with a pair of sharp claws, baring its teeth and claws at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang was startled by the strange fish that suddenly popped out—it was just like when you're watching a heartwarming movie and a terrifying ghost suddenly appears on screen, accompanied by ghostly screams.

Anyone would be instinctively startled.

Startled, Song Shuhang snapped out of his daze.

"A nightmare?" Song Shuhang murmured, slowly opening his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he immediately saw that it was pitch black outside the airplane window, so dark that he couldn't see his hand in front of his face.

"Huh? What's going on? Is it evening already?" Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.

That shouldn't be the case. They set off in the morning. How long does it take to fly from China to an island in the Eastern Sea? How could they have flown until night?

Furthermore, why do all the surrounding passengers look so panicked?

"What happened?" Song Shuhang immediately asked Joseph beside him.

Joseph said with a wry smile, "Master, something terrible has happened."

Just as Joseph was about to explain, a flight attendant's surprised voice came from the plane.

"Dear passengers... I must ask you all, is there anyone here who knows how to fly a plane? This is very urgent." The flight attendant's voice trembled, and her words were incoherent.

Then, the flight attendant repeated what she had just said in English.

The passengers panicked and panicked, and chaos ensued.

"What's going on? Why are they asking if anyone can fly a plane?" Song Shuhang was extremely puzzled.

"Just now, no more than three minutes ago, the plane was flying along when suddenly everything went dark, and I couldn't see anything," Joseph explained, trying to remain calm.

"Then, we suddenly realized that many people on the plane were missing. Among them were my daughter and many other passengers; they just vanished as if they had never boarded the plane." Joseph gritted his teeth; he was now very worried about what had happened to his daughter.

"What's worse, the captain and first officer have all disappeared, along with many of the crew members who were in front of the plane... they all vanished suddenly."

Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.

The captain and first officer have disappeared? And all the other crew members who have even a basic understanding of aircraft operation have also vanished?

Are you kidding me?! Who's flying the plane now?

"Am I still dreaming?" Song Shuhang murmured.

It's like a series of nightmares; when one nightmare ends, another terrible nightmare begins.

People are more likely to have such a series of nightmares when they have a cold or are feeling unwell.

"It's not a dream, Master. We're doomed... The plane is currently on autopilot and will be fine for the time being. However, if no one who knows about airplanes takes over, it will crash sooner or later." Joseph said with a wry smile, his arm covered in bruises from pinching himself.

Three minutes ago, he also thought it was a nightmare. But he had pinched his arm until it was bruised and it hurt terribly, yet he still didn't seem to be waking up from the dream.

This is not a dream... it's the harsh reality unfolding before our eyes.

Just then, the flight attendant's urgent voice came through. "Waaah... Stop complaining to me, it won't help... Waaah, I don't know how to fly a plane! Is there anyone among you who knows how to fly? Please come to the cockpit quickly, the autopilot is malfunctioning."

The few remaining flight attendants were surrounded by agitated passengers, and they didn't know what to do. They didn't know how to fly a plane.

The passengers were in despair.

Are you kidding me? Where are you going to find someone among the passengers who can fly a plane? This isn't a 007 spy movie or a sci-fi movie, where a protagonist with superhuman abilities who can even fly a spaceship suddenly appears!

At that moment, Zhuge Zhongyang's regretful voice came from behind Song Shuhang: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone. It's all my fault. I suddenly chose to come to the resort island in the Eastern Sea. I've dragged you all into this."

Beside him, Gao Moumou had his arm around his girlfriend Mei Yi, a bitter smile on his face.

Tubo was a little depressed. He leaned back in his seat, looking up. He had only been invited out for some fun, and now he was faced with a life-or-death choice. How could he not be depressed?

"Don't waste time, write your will. If you're lucky, it might be found. Write it on your phone; maybe you'll get a signal and send it before you die." Zhuge Yue turned on her phone and her fingers flew across the screen.

Joseph sighed, silently took out his phone, turned it on, and was really preparing to write a will, "Master Shi, do you want to write one too? It's such a pity. I finally met a true master of China Kung Fu like you, but I haven't even had a few days to learn before I'm going to Paradise."

Song Shuhang: "..."

Song Shuhang does know a little about flying airplanes. But he studied private jets, which is completely different from commercial aviation. Moreover, the only plane he has actually flown is a private helicopter.

But... let's try anything, even if it's a long shot.

Song Shuhang stood up, shouldered his backpack, and walked towards the cockpit.

There, a slightly overweight flight attendant was repeating the previous phone call over and over again. Her legs were trembling; she was completely terrified.

Beside her, a group of angry passengers were roaring and cursing in various languages. Facing death, they needed an outlet for their anger.

Joseph looked at Song Shuhang with a puzzled expression, wondering what his master wanted to do.

Gao Moumou looked at Shuhang with equal curiosity. After thinking for a moment, he gently patted Mei Yi, who was nestled in his arms, telling her to stay put.

Then he patted Tubo, signaling Tubo to follow Song Shuhang and see what Shuhang was up to.

When facing death, you can't expect others to be good-tempered.

"Excuse me, please make way." At this moment, Song Shuhang squeezed his body into the crowd, puffed out his chest muscles, and pushed aside all the people blocking his way.

Soon, he arrived in front of the slightly plump flight attendant.

"Hello, ma'am. If you're talking about flying a plane, why don't you let me give it a try?" Song Shuhang patted his pocket, pulled out a Private Pilot License (PPL), and handed it to the flight attendant. "Although it's just a private pilot's license, completely different from a commercial pilot's license, if no one else knows how to fly, why don't you let me give it a try? At least... I have experience flying around in the air."

Song Shuhang's voice wasn't loud, but all the passengers crowded at the front heard it.

Immediately, the crowd fell silent. Everyone looked expectantly at Song Shuhang, who was like a lifeline at that moment.

Although Song Shuhang looks somewhat young, in most people's eyes, youth means inexperience and unreliability.

However, at this moment, no He Ren cared about Song Shuhang's age.

All people cared about was the private pilot's license (PPL) that Song Shuhang produced, wanting to know if it was real!

"When did Shuhang learn to fly a plane?" Gao Moumou behind him stared wide-eyed and whispered in Tubo's ear.

"How would I know?" Tubo said with a wry smile. Not long ago, he and Song Shuhang had just gotten their driver's licenses.

How did Song Shuhang suddenly end up with a private pilot's license?

Gao Moumou leaned close to Tubo's ear and whispered, "It's not fake, is it?"

Because... Song Shuhang simply didn't have the time to learn how to fly or get his pilot's license!

After all, they were Song Shuhang's roommates, and they knew roughly what Shuhang schedule was like throughout the semester. Learning to fly was something that Song Shuhang couldn't hide from his roommates at all.

Upon hearing this, Tubo's face turned pale.

At that moment, the flight attendant in front of him happily handed the private jet pilot's license back to Song Shuhang: "Mr. Song, why don't you give it a try? Now it's up to you."

This is the third update today, a bonus chapter for the Ling Alliance's 100,000-coin reward. I've been owing it for a long time, and I'm finally making up for it today. Three updates!