Heavy panting came from the cabin.
Du Lingxuan's face was flushed red as she gulped for air. Her sweat-dampened skin looked especially pale and tender beneath the lights, like tofu in water or frozen tofu just dropped into the pot.
"You... you..."
She took three breaths to get out one sentence:
"You called me here for this? To make me run?"
Du Lingxuan had been shut inside a fully automatic Hamster Ball by Jiang Han. Dressed in a skintight white athletic bodysuit, she kept running with the physical prowess of a Giant Cat. An electronic counter was attached outside the Hamster Ball. Every theoretical hundred meters she ran inside, vast quantities of visible magic particles spilled from Du Lingxuan's body and flowed into the pipes outside the ball.
In the Giant Cat nest beside the Hamster Ball, Xiya was already sprawled out flat on her back. She wore the same white athletic bodysuit that accentuated the color of her flesh, but unlike the exhaustion on Du Lingxuan's face, she smiled serenely, wearing an expression that said, [I'm done for. I'm lying flat.] Even her two Pharaoh Giant Cat tails lay limp against the floor.
Jiang Han wore the same outfit as the two of them, standing before the control console and panting hard. A scale model of the airship sat atop the console, equipped with touch functions that displayed all sorts of information through fingertip contact.
"Fifty percent charge. Not bad, meow-ao!"
Jiang Han reported a figure—the airship's current energy reserve. It was an absurd number, enough to make ordinary Archwitches go dizzy at a glance. Even a top-tier witch like Lin Zhaojun would have to be drained down to roughly five percent emergency magic power just to barely sustain the airship's operations without engaging its propulsion system.
Still, there