Feng Jun passed the inspection without incident. With his powered flight pack on his back, he continued flying close to the ground until he reached the vicinity of the Lower Capital military headquarters.
Flying was prohibited near the military headquarters, even low-altitude flight, because important figures and heavy weaponry constantly came and went there. If someone collided with them, causing something like a bird striking an aircraft, that would be bad.
Besides, even if military vehicles were unharmed during wartime, killing civilians in an accident would still be troublesome. So someone stopped him.
Feng Jun did not argue. He obediently stopped flying, then pushed a bicycle from the roadside and began pedaling away.
Xingzheng Star really did have bicycles, though they were not two-wheeled. They had two wheels in front and one in back. These tricycles were not for carrying cargo, but to help riders maintain their balance.
The tricycles here did not require scanning codes or anything like that. They were simply free transportation provided by the government. This was a society of immense material abundance—even under the threat of the Insect Race, bicycles were truly worthless to such a mature industrial society.
No one was bored enough to deliberately damage the bicycles either, because... there was simply no need. It was like elderly women in Xia Nation on the Blue Star Realm receiving a plastic bag from a vendor while buying groceries—who would be so full of themselves that they would tear up a plastic bag?
Feng Jun rode around on the bicycle for quite a while. Soldiers stopped him twice along the way, but he passed both inspections.
His actions were later analyzed by the Human Federation. There was no issue with each stage individually, but when connected together, there was definitely a problem—you said you were