Shen Fei's body swayed continuously in midair. Without any so-called biological force field to withstand the wind pressure, he could only rely on his powerful physique to resist it.
As a result, the forces acting on his body changed while he flew.
It left this novice, who had only just taken off, somewhat unaccustomed to it.
But with his ability to learn, he quickly mastered the techniques of flight.
He lay prone in the air, letting his body meet the wind pressure in a more streamlined posture.
But because he had to hold a box against his chest, he could not use Superman's most iconic flying pose.
In an instant, Shen Fei grew faster and faster, turning into an afterimage in the sky as he rushed toward his destination.
Harry answered the call with an anxious expression. The situation at the scene was becoming increasingly chaotic, with large numbers of people shouting for Osborn Company to shut down immediately.
Fortunately, Klaw's men were still holding back the surging crowd.
"Stabilize the situation. The boss is on his way!"
"But there isn't enough time."
"There is. The boss is flying over."
"Huh? But even our aircraft can't get here in just over thirty minutes."
Harry had assumed Shen Fei was coming by aircraft, but their aircraft were only slightly faster than helicopters. Their main feature was simply their flexibility.
They had no real advantage in speed.
"Not an aircraft. The boss is flying here himself. Just hold the scene together!"
"Okay."
When Harry heard that Shen Fei was flying here himself, he froze for a moment.
After hanging up, he recalled his father's instructions and guidance. It was the first time his father had spoken to him about so many things.
Their family's hereditary disease—their hope lay with the boss.