Chapter 54 of 100
Chapter 54
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Struggling to support the massive airborne behemoth was no easy task for Zhou Yi. This giant in the air was not stationary but was in high-speed inertial motion. Its own weight had already reached an astonishing 610,200 pounds (276,800 kilograms), and it was also fully loaded with hundreds of passengers and various goods. Most crucially, it was flying at high speed in an unstable state.
To lift this giant aircraft, Zhou Yi had to exert every ounce of strength he had. He himself was unsure if he could successfully lift the plane.
He maintained the same speed as the aircraft and slowly positioned his body under the plane's belly. The unstable oscillation of the plane caused significant interference, making it difficult for him to apply steady force to lift it.
To address this, he had to unleash all his mental power to use the telekinetic field to stabilize the plane. Zhou Yi, who had never used telekinesis to control something of this size, felt pain for the first time. The deep pain and spasms from his brain made him grit his teeth. If he had removed his helmet, one would have seen that his eyes were already bloodshot.
This level of load was approaching his limits, but fortunately, he managed to do it. Under his full burst of telekinetic power, the plane finally began to stabilize. Although it was still plummeting rapidly, it was already good news for Zhou Yi.
Clinging to the now stable plane, Zhou Yi desperately used his strength to carry this massive object. He intended to use his strength to force the plane to make an emergency landing in a safe place. Looking down, he could see clearly that although it was a vast ocean, the land was not far away. He just needed to stop the plane on the sea surface, and soon the maritime patrol forces would come to the rescue.
Although he lacked the support of the ground to burst forth his strength, Zhou Yi, who was naturally gifted with the ability to fly, was clearly favored by the sky. Even in the air, where there were no points to exert force, he could still unleash his strength.
The originally drooping nose of the aircraft slowly lifted under his support. Although it continued to increase the downward pressure, it still maintained a balanced state under Zhou Yi's efforts. To maintain this state, Zhou Yi's entire body was put to the test. This was most evident on the Dawn Armor.
The Dawn Armor, designed for lightness, did not have strong protective capabilities. It might be able to defend against some individual weapons, but it was clearly inadequate to withstand the pressure between two objects weighing over hundreds of tons.
The massive Airbus had thick armor and a dense skeleton for support, while the Dawn Armor had only a thin layer of nanometal. Under the immense pressure, the force-bearing areas of the Dawn Armor began to twist and deform. Although they were desperately self-repairing, the rate of damage far exceeded the rate of repair. A large amount of nanometal, severely damaged, began to disperse into the air, looking like a black light band from a distance.
"Sir, the back armor is damaged by more than 70%. I suggest you immediately stop this behavior," the crimson warning echoed in the helmet, and Medusa timely advised Zhou Yi. As an artificial intelligence, her choices were always in the best interest of her master.
"Medusa, turn off the alarm. Also, contact the British coast patrol forces and tell them that a civilian airliner will make an emergency landing in the coastal area. Ask them to organize a rescue quickly."
"Yes, sir." Medusa, who only responded to orders, immediately carried out Zhou Yi's instructions. Zhou Yi, on the other hand, focused his gaze on the left engine, which was emitting thick smoke. At this moment, he only hoped that the monster inside would behave.
However, things did not develop as he hoped. The engine suddenly exploded. It was the flesh monster, which had already parasitized inside, retaliating against what caused it pain. The turbine became its primary target.
Tentacles reached out frantically towards the high-speed rotating turbine, naturally being shredded. However, this caused all the problems in the engine to exceed the limit. With a loud boom, the entire engine exploded. The turbine was shattered into pieces, and countless debris flew out. The plane's shell could not withstand the impact of these debris. When a turbine blade tore through the plane's shell, the accident escalated again.
When the accident first occurred, the passengers, under the arrangement of the crew, followed the emergency procedures. They stayed in their seats, fastened their seat belts, put on oxygen masks, and wore life jackets. That was all they could do. At most, they could pray to God.
However, the most unreliable thing in the world is God, who always pushes events in the direction you least want.
The torn shell was too close to the cabin interior, causing damage to a seat. Although no passengers were injured, the seat could no longer firmly hold onto the cabin floor. When the strong wind pressure penetrated the entire cabin, throwing things inside out, the seat lost its function and flew out, along with the passenger on it.
A woman's scream, though not prominent in this environment, was still captured by Zhou Yi. He saw the woman in free fall, though she was being forced by the seat.
When faced with the safety of one person and the safety of hundreds, what would you choose? Hypocrites would choose to sacrifice the safety of a few for the safety of the majority, calling it justice. However, a true hero should fight for the smallest hope. Those who are troubled by such choices are just scoundrels masquerading as justice.
Without any hesitation, Zhou Yi abandoned the plane and chased after the falling passenger. The passenger was falling fast, but still within the range of pursuit. It was just a matter of leaving the starting line.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yi caught up with the passenger. He rushed forward, tore apart the fragile metal of the seat, and lifted the passenger around the waist.
The passenger was an outstanding blonde beauty. She had wavy golden hair, deep and captivating blue eyes, and a delicate face that, even without makeup, was enough to make most women envious. Her slender figure, wrapped in a well-fitted women's suit, exuded a professional air. Most striking was her demeanor; even in the most chaotic situation, she still exuded elegance and grace, like a noble born into a prestigious family, and a highly educated one at that.
A seasoned playboy could confidently say that she was a highly educated intellectual. Her refined and intellectual aura was almost identical to Jean Grey's.
If it were another time, he would definitely choose to tangle with such a beauty. But now was not the time. Wrapping the beauty in his cloak, human bodies without protection would find it hard to withstand the low temperature in such a situation.
"Hold on to me!" he said succinctly, then charged towards the plane, which had already lowered its nose and was diving. The plane was completely out of control, spinning and being pulled by gravity.
Zhou Yi slightly protected the woman who was tightly hugging his neck, and he accelerated. He had to stop the plane again and control this massive object with his hands.
The plane's momentum was terrifying. Standing in front of it would make you feel like facing a collapsing mountain. The woman in his arms was so frightened that she shrank into a ball. If his body were not strong enough, Zhou Yi would have worried about his neck being strangled. However, even in this situation, the woman showed remarkable strength. She did not make any hysterical or crazy actions, not even a scream, which reduced Zhou Yi's troubles.
Unlike the woman in his arms, even if it were a collapsing mountain in front of him, he would still fight. So, in front of just a plane, he would not hesitate.
Facing the diving plane, he charged forward. All his telekinetic power was activated, and with the veins bulging on his temples, the plane's spin was halted. He faced the plane head-on, spreading his arms to meet it.
Such a collision could not be like a collision between Mars and Earth, as that would cause the plane to disintegrate under the mutual force. So, Zhou Yi had to bear everything. He extended his arms and pressed them against the plane's nose, allowing the immense force to be unleashed onto his body.
The armor on his arms instantly twisted and destroyed. In such force, the Dawn Armor was no more useful than paper. The fine nanometal dispersed like smoke, though it obscured the woman's eyes, it could not hide her perception.
She could feel the power radiating from the man she was hugging. His muscles were bulging, and the sound of blood flowing in his veins was like the tide. His heartbeat was even louder, like a war drum in a myth, each beat deafening. Before him, mountains broke and the earth tilted. He should be a god in a myth, a hero in an epic. How could such a magnificent man exist in reality! The woman wanted to ask such a question, but she had no time. At this moment, the god in her eyes let out a loud roar.
Zhou Yi, passively enduring the impact, had a chest full of indescribable frustration. The hundreds of tons of force hitting his body caused him immense pain. His muscles groaned under the strain, his bones ached, and his heart seemed to stop for a moment. This was a discomfort Zhou Yi had never experienced, and it made his strength burst forth.
The accumulated frustration was ignited by the anger in his heart, and a roar erupted from his chest. His strength surged forth, vast and endless. Before this power, everything bowed. A mere plane was nothing.
The massive plane stopped all its movements, suspended in mid-air. Even though its engines were still working hard, providing ample kinetic energy to its massive body, it could not move forward even a bit. This was entirely due to the figure in front of it, like a Hercules.
The sound of metal twisting and deforming came from the wings. The sudden halt of inertia clearly imposed a heavy load on the plane, especially the wings. The passengers inside the plane were also disoriented by the sudden inertia, but no one dared to complain. Any situation at this moment could have an unpredictable impact on their lives, and complaining was meaningless.
When the pilot's stuttering voice came through the loudspeaker to all the passengers, all the passengers cheered. Faced with this, no one was not overjoyed. Life is precious, and who wouldn't want to cherish it? And who wouldn't be grateful from the heart to the hero who saved them? For a moment, the sky was filled with the cries of the hero.