When he was familiarly flying to Provincial University Law School, he landed on Vegetable Garden Island, activated the stopwatch, and immediately opened his mouth wide.
I’m even faster than the fastest bird on earth now!
The fastest bird on earth is said to be the swift, reaching speeds of up to 352 km/h. Mind you, this is a maximum speed, they can’t possibly maintain this fast all the time.
But the stopwatch on Yan Fei’s wrist had just passed thirty minutes — you must know that the straight-line distance from Sancha River to the provincial city is about four hundred miles.
This is just on the way of daydreaming, plus just being able to transform this counterfeit crow, isn’t even close to reaching its fastest speed yet.
As you can imagine, as he transforms more dinosaurs, his abilities become stronger, and he gets more familiar with the body of the counterfeit crow, the speed will definitely reach a shocking level.
In fact, the current speed is already shocking. Four hundred kilometers per hour, equivalent to more than a hundred meters per second, if he can’t maintain enough flight altitude, if someone sees it, it will definitely attract attention.
If you fly higher, there won’t be such a problem. The speed of the fighter jet is fast, right!? But to the people on the ground, it’s just that, it feels the same as the cars running by their side.
In fact, people generally don’t have such a keen sense for speed, standing on the ground, the speed of the fighter jet in the high sky from people’s perception, is not as fast as the sparrow flying at low altitude!
Since he’s at Provincial University Law School, with his character, if he doesn’t sneak a peek at his wife, that wouldn’t be him.
So not long after, a strange little bug crawled into a dormitory through the door gap. Flapping its small wings, it flew onto his wife’s bed, in the dim light, looked at his sleeping wife’s face, laughed contentedly in his heart for a while, and then quietly slipped out.
On the way back, he was still feeling great. A thousand miles a day is nothing, once I get familiar with this pseudo-crow’s body, a thousand miles an hour will not be a problem.
When he reached the border of Sancha River village, he circled around several times — he was so pleased with himself that he couldn’t vent his excitement without flying some more!
He was in such a good mood that he couldn’t sleep. He started getting busy again.
Back at the small house next to the greenhouse, he took two steps inside the house, lit a candle, wrote a few big characters, and then tossed them aside — his current mood wasn’t very good for calligraphy practice.
He went into the valley where the forage is grown, banged on the rocks, and called No.1 Coolie: "Didn’t you get an erhu? Show me how to play it, I’m thinking of learning a musical instrument!"
No.1 Coolie looked a little worn out, ever since he went back to his hometown before the New Year, he had been playing the erhu in the valley at night — as he knew how to tan python skin to make an erhu, it’s not surprising that he could play a little.
Yan Fei was initially annoyed by it, but today he was in a good mood, so he didn’t fuss about it. He listened to him for a while, watched him demonstrate a few times, then he himself started to make a sawing wood sound, feel proud, and take the erhu outside.
Before he left, he thought and said: "You should stop sulking all day with this broken erhu. From now on, do your work properly and reform yourself through labor. If I’m in a good mood, I’ll help you deliver more letters home, so that your family can also have some hope. If you die, you won’t get this treatment."
After he spoke, regardless of No.1 Coolie’s excited and thrilled response, he took the erhu outside and used the sawing-wood sound to torment those few old tigers and black bears.