I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 359 - 243 Departure! The Sword God of Ten Miles Slop

[5: At midnight, I found a place to settle down and began online writing. (Using telekinesis for typing, with additional training in the sustainability and precision of telekinesis.)]

[6: After 4 a.m., I trained in Transparent World 5.0, including vision, hearing, sll, and spiritual power. (The training of spiritual power mainly comprised perceiving biological emotions, super visual-range perception, soul ergence, electromagnetic wave perception, and dream entry.)]

[7: In the event of special circumstances in reality, arrangents may be paused, but the recording of bodily data should, as much as possible, not be missed.]

Compared to the previous regi of deliberately planned physical training, the short-term plan 10.0 now cancels it, replacing it with an all-day weighted daily life instead of specially arranged physical exercises.

In addition, training in the Transparent World, telekinesis training, and writing tasks are all scheduled from midnight to seven in the morning every day.

With the remaining ti, Chen Yun has scheduled daily travel, sightseeing, and free activities.

Compared to the previous short-term plans,

this short-term plan 10.0 has indeed been adaptively revised for travel plans.

This made Chen Yun, who needs to plan everything, very satisfied.

Reflecting upon it,

Chen Yun felt that even the clouds passing by the window at the mont looked particularly nice.

This made him unable to resist extending his spiritual power toward them.

He played with the cloud layer, forming specific holes and guiding rays of light to pass through.

The holes in the clouds and the sunlight beaming through ford a series of interesting images.

If so experts saw this peculiar scene, they would certainly scratch their heads trying to study its formation principle.

At this mont,

Chen Yun seed like an artist atop the clouds, freely showcasing his imagination.

However, due to the plane’s speed being too fast—

a comrcial airliner flies at an optimum height with an average speed of over 200 ters per second—

for Chen Yun, whose spiritual power only covers a range of six hundred ters, his spiritual power only managed to affect the clouds for a brief mont.

As such, most of the cloud paintings were only hastily sketched, and one probably couldn’t make out their aning without a little imagination.

Nonetheless, despite this,

Chen Yun felt he still had quite a lot of fun.

The essence of clouds is a mixture of water in its gaseous, liquid, and solid states, mainly appearing as small groups of water droplets and ice crystals floating in the air.

They are capable of movent, mostly due to the influence of wind and the Coriolis effect.

When Chen Yun used telekinesis to disturb them, he felt as if his telekinesis beca the wind at that mont, pushing the clouds to move as he wished.

While doing this as a way to pass the ti,

a spark suddenly flashed in Chen Yun’s eyes.

Speaking of which, if he could easily achieve the effects of wind with telekinesis,

then...

could he perhaps try out the sensation of flying in advance? That’s sothing he had been looking forward to ever since his evolution!

As for how to use telekinesis, which can’t lift him up, to achieve indirect flight—

that’s where wingsuit flying cos in!

Chen Yun had previously taken a brief interest in Ozaki’s Eight extre sports and was considering how to modify them into sothing challenging for himself, which included learning a bit about wingsuit flying.

Wingsuit flying is an extre and thrilling sport where participants wear a specially designed wingsuit, which mimics the wing mbranes of bats or flying squirrels, allowing humans to glide through the air.

Athletes usually jump from airplanes, hot-air balloons, cliffs, or tall buildings, using the wingsuit’s mbrane shape to generate lift in the air and controlling the flight direction and attitude through body movents, achieving unpowered aerial gliding. When reaching the predetermined height or when it becos necessary to end the flight, athletes open their parachutes to ensure a safe landing.

Wind has a significant and direct impact on wingsuit flying, especially changes in wind speed and direction.

Sudden changes in wind speed or direction pose a great threat to wingsuit flying.

Due to the much smaller size of wingsuit fliers compared to airplanes, they are more sensitive to changes in wind forces yet have relatively weaker adjustnt capabilities. In the face of wind shear, fliers must adjust their flying position quickly to maintain stability; otherwise, they may quickly deviate from the planned route or even collide with obstacles.

Now for Chen Yun.

His learning ability and bodily control are extrely extraordinary, so he could quickly master all the techniques of wingsuit flying in a short period of ti.

Moreover, he was quite tough, and even if he really fell from the sky, it might not necessarily be a problem.

But most importantly, he could control the wind with telekinesis.

Under the circumstances of being able to control the wind, Chen Yun would theoretically enjoy a significant advantage while wingsuit flying, making this already challenging extre sport seem relatively "simple."

He was able to precisely control the flight path, easily changing direction by adjusting the surrounding wind directions and speeds, avoiding obstacles accurately even in complex terrains.

He could enhance lift and stability, creating upward airflows to increase his altitude, maintaining height or slowing descent, thus staying in the air for a longer ti. During unstable wind conditions, he was also able to actively adjust the wind to keep his flight smooth and reduce turbulence.

In case of ergencies, such as strong winds or descending too quickly, being able to control the wind allowed him to intervene directly, creating favorable airflow conditions and quickly adjusting his posture to potential dangers.

In short,

if he could control the wind with telekinesis,

he wouldn’t just be able to deftly enjoy wingsuit flying to experience the sensation of flight.

He could also easily perform stunts in wingsuit flying that most people couldn’t even imagine, such as hovering almost stationary in the air, executing extre rolls, or speeding through narrow spaces, and so on.

Just thinking about it,

Chen Yun could hardly wait.

Of course,

he couldn’t just rip open the plane’s door and jump out now.

Though he now had the ability to tear open the plane’s door,

he wasn’t so demon who whimsically sent an entire plane’s passengers to hell.

Moreover, there was no professional wingsuit flying equipnt on the plane, making it impossible for him to fully indulge in simulated flight.

So,

Chen Yun restrained his impatience as much as possible, waiting for the May Day holiday or another ti after that to try wingsuit flying.

After all, his trip was planned to be all about wild, carefree fun, so naturally, there’d be plenty of opportunities to try out wingsuit flying.

While he was pondering this,

the plane that had been flying in the sky for several hours was finally about to arrive at its destination.

At noon, the sun was high in the sky.

The plane that took off from Shanghai Hongqiao Airport soared like a silver giant bird.

During the hours of flight, the scenery outside the cabin gradually shifted from the contours of a bustling city to the rolling mountains and lakes.

Before long, the plane slowly descended.

Chen Yun followed the stream of passengers out of the cabin.

With his strong perception ability, what he felt first was the unique mild climate of the Heavenly Country and the scent of hot pot wafting through the air.

This made Chen Yun sowhat nostalgic.

Speaking of which...

It seems I’ve never tried snake at hot pot, have I?

With this thought,

Chen Yun proceeded to collect his checked luggage and the silly dog Bai Jin’s crate.

Then, carrying the suitcase and the pet carrier, he made his way to the agreed-upon dostic arrival gate number three.

By the ti Chen Yun arrived there, he saw Bai Shi, Jiang Anping, and Sun Huwen standing at the entrance, looking at him.

Joy was evident in Sun Huwen’s eyes.

In Jiang Anping’s eyes was nostalgia, happiness, and a firm confidence in surpassing him.

As for Bai Shi, his eyes held a more complex mix, and Chen Yun, through his emotion perception ability, sensed a variety of odd and strange emotions.

Obviously,

the incident with the Flying Sword had left a profound imprint on Bai Shi, making him feel like he had so much to say yet not knowing what to express.

Clearly,

Bai Shi had been looking forward to this day for a long ti.

And as Chen Yun looked at his friends, whom he hadn’t seen for a while, he set down the carrier with the silly dog Bai Jin inside,

then with a slight smile, waved to them:

"Long ti no see."