Chapter 708:

"Raleigh? The worst part in America. A helicopter can be there, but nothing more. Bobby is so old, do I want to know? Unless there is gossip about this Jervis girl is his mistress. , Otherwise, he will show off for her."
"They told me he would show off for anyone," Li Hao said. Then he remembered that the military intelligence department was listening. If any relatives participate in his eavesdropping activities, he hopes they respect his anti-private rights.
At that time, he and Clark were thrown to the side of the bank building. They were reluctant to part with each other, and Li Bai discovered that the sun had moved several degrees in the sky.
"Oh, oh," muttered. "The superior took an evasive action. He thought it was under attack." When they stood up again, he asked, "Do you feel heavy in your legs?"
"Yes. It seems I'm going to take the express elevator."
"Yes. I think someone will take us to places where these nasty planes cannot reach."
-38 appeared overhead again, but now they seem to be diving in the town. If Clark’s theory is correct, it is probably an illusion-the plane is flying horizontally, but the town is rapidly rising.
"They'd better climb," Li Huai said, "otherwise they will collapse!"
The crash sounded almost immediately from the southern end of the town. Li Huai and Clark ran towards it, fighting the weight on their legs.
More than a dozen people were ahead of them and slowly crossed the Nanxi Bridge. The wreckage of the fighter jet followed by the broken ground where the crash landed. There is no fire.
The pilot struggled in the cockpit. He fell to the ground, feeling whether he had a broken bone, and then saw the crowd running towards him.
The pilot hesitated, then rushed to the edge. The crowd shouted. Glancing at his shoulder one last time, the pilot jumped over and over the edge.
The crowd included and approached more cautiously. They found a point of descent, and a second later, they saw the parachute blooming. Other planes appeared and flew a wide protective circle around the Chute aircraft.
"Do you think it's Bobby Cyberd?" Li Bad asked.
"Probably not. That was the last one in the formation. The bold one will be the leader."
They drove back from the crashed plane, surrounded by more and more townspeople, and then crossed the bridge.
"Look at the water," the editor said. "Ice is forming."
"We are still on the rise," Li Hao said. "If my legs have judgment, do you think there is a connection?"
Shrugged. He raised his collar and rubbed his hands. "What I know is that the higher the temperature, the higher the temperature. Go back to the store to warm up."
They heard the sound of the engine. Two of the remaining 5 -38s got rid of their own shields and flew around the edge of Superior, as if they were unwilling to venture across towns determined to become satellites of the earth.
When Lee Bad Kot arrived on campus, even though Ed Clark borrowed a sweater and coat from him, he was still shaking. He asked a student where the administration building was, and asked Professor Garrett on the table.
A gray, lively woman told him impatiently that Professor Garrett was in his laboratory and would not be disturbed. She will not tell him where the laboratory is.
"Have you met Miss Jervis?" Li Huai wondered if the redhead admired her boss, the flying senator for her demonstration.
The woman behind the table shook her head. "You are two people on the train, aren't you? Well, you should all report to the dining room at two o'clock."
"What do you do?"
"You'll find out at two o'clock."
Obviously, he won't get more information from her. Li Bai left the building. That is half of the past. He passed through the nearly deserted campus. His legs still felt heavy, and he thought Superior was still rising. Of course, the weather seems to be getting colder and colder.
He wanted to know how high they were and whether it would snow. He hopes not. How high must you reach before you wake up and stop snowing? he does not know. He did remember that Mount Everest was 29,000 feet high and it snowed there. Or is it relatively there? Does anyone care how tall they are?
The frosty old receptionist seemed to be her usual way of doing things. Even Ed Clark didn't seem to be worried, he should be worried about Superior's ascent into the stratosphere. Clark was of course very interested, but he gave Li Badi the impression that he was not curious about any other phenomena to be written in the paper next week-such as two calves.
Now remembering that the conqueror of Everest needed oxygen in the thin atmosphere near the top of the mountain, he took two deep breaths experimentally. There is no difficulty so they have not yet risen 29,000 feet. He thought, shaking again, feeling a little comforted.
He picked a building at random. Behind the door where the classroom is closed but the window is open during class. From the third door, he saw Aris Garrett behind the small classroom. Her attention drifted away from the instructor, and when she saw Li Huai, she smiled and waved. He hesitated, then opened the door and walked in as quietly as possible. The lecturer paused briefly, nodded, and then returned to the dull speech. It seems to be an English literature class.
Cleared some books from the chair next to her and sat down. "Who let you loose?" she whispered.
He realized that she was referring to the handcuffed wrist, and smiled, indicating that he would tell her later.
She continued, "I see that you have adapted to our new climate." A student in the front row of chairs turned and frowned. The lecturer spoke indifferently.
Li Wu nodded and said "Shhh".
"Don't let them scare you. Did you see the plane?"
More students turned around and opened their eyes wide, and Li Badi's embarrassment grew. "Come on," he said. "Let's cut this class."
"Bravo!" she said. "Speak like a real knight."
She packed her books. Without interrupting the lecture, the lecturer followed them intently when leaving the room.
She said: "Now, I never know whether the young princes are still alive and leaving the tower."
"They didn't. The question is, what about us?"
"Of course I hope so. I have to talk to my father."
"They told me that he was locked in a laboratory. Where is that?"
"Actually, on the tower. The bell tower built by the founding fathers did not have enough money to buy the bell. But you can't go up—this is a holy relic."
"you can?"
"No. Why? Don't you think your father is making this a reality?"
"Someone. Professor Garrett seems to be a good suspect just like anyone."
"Oh, he likes to be mysterious, but it's all behavior. The poor old father is just a liar theorist. I told you. He can't pick up steel shavings with a magnet."
"I want to know. Look, someone told me to meet our outsider meeting on the train at two o'clock. It's almost now. Maybe I have a chance to ask some questions. Will your father be there?"
"I'm sure he will. He is a great conference call. I will go with you. And, since you have two empty hands now, you can pick up my book. Maybe you have a chance to hold me in the future. "
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