Puzzle Madness

Chapter 115: City Expansion
"Aa ...

Doudou faced the distant earth - the air flow filled his mouth, making his lips and cheeks puffy.

He made a strange sound, smashing through and breaking up layer after layer of clouds:
This is so fun. Is this what it feels like to fly?

So this is considered [Ascension]? I'm definitely flying; but it feels like—I feel like that old man made some mistake.

With a swimming-like splash, he turned over - toward the zenith:

At an altitude of ten thousand meters, Mom and Dad’s faces seemed closer.

They are like a cluster of stars that have come too close to the Earth, with their pores becoming craters.

Doudou had never noticed before that there were so many mountain-like acne on his mother's face; each one was high and bulging, stretching and undulating, like the Himalayas.

The hair on my dad's mole is almost as big as a giant fir tree. I wonder how many people would need to hug it together.

"Hey! Hey hey! Can you hear me?!" Doudou waved his hands; "Speak louder! I can't hear you!"

His hearing seemed to be "squashed", and Doudou felt like he was in a huge hair dryer and his hair would never dry.

Mouths opened and closed, nostrils flared; these thousands of mouths, as long as the East African Rift Valley, were constantly opening and closing.

They seemed to be trapped in an eternal frenzy, or as if they had eaten devil peppers and had no water to drink; their twisting almost became high-frequency vibrations, and their connected faces kept rising and falling, causing waves of surging waves.

Judging from their facial expressions, some of the parents’ faces were roaring and yelling, some were murmuring and whispering; some were crying, some were laughing wildly, some were dazed and deathly pale, and some were biting their lips - all of them were stuck together.

The distance is closer than on the ground, but.
[I still can’t hear you.]

There was only the sound of air whirring in my ears, like the rumbling of thunder; but I could not hear a single sound coming from those faces.

Doudou was a little disappointed: he didn't expect that even though he was so high in the sky, he still couldn't catch a word his parents said.

「Oh, forget it. Wow! Don’t delay me and be late──」

I haven’t copied the homework yet!
Thinking of this, Doudou no longer cared about continuing to experience this rare parachute-less skydiving:

"I'm going to school now! I'll talk to you guys next time!"

After yelling this, Doudou turned over again and continued to fall.

As the wind pressure increased, he squinted his eyes:

Mong Cai seems to have become bigger.?

Apart from the time when he first arrived in Mong Cai as a child, this was probably the first time Doudou had looked down at the city from the air; but it was a little different from the maps he remembered seeing.

Because its bright outline is extending outwards——
Those national roads and highways that extend out of the city have been checkpointed and surrounded by Mong Cai.

Every now and then, there are small checkpoints blocking the road; it is as if staples are embedded in each blood vessel.

There were also many more boats in the waters near Changshan Beach. The boatmen who lived on the fishing boats had not gone out to sea to fish today, and their boats were all gathered near the shore.
There were larger and more advanced ships cruising; white wakes faintly drew a line of demarcation - but there were no logos on those ships, and they were not ships of the Mong Cai Maritime Administration.

It was as if someone had taken a colored pencil and traced a circle around the outside of the map of Mong Cai City, trying to separate it from other places.

Doudou held his two fists in front of his eyes and peered through the gaps between his fingers like a telescope:

[Eh? What's going on here? It doesn't look like the police, but there's an armored car: so luxurious.]

The people guarding the checkpoints around Mong Cai - their clothes were all black and looked like ant-like dots.

They could only be vaguely seen in groups of three or five, wearing helmets and bulletproof vests; beside them were huge armored vehicles, also shrouded in a dark color. The more DouDou looked, the more familiar they seemed; she felt she had seen similar equipment just a few days ago.
[Eh? Aren't these the security guards from Asia-Europe Post? Has the business expanded this far?]

"Yeah. Speaking of which, my aunt and I damaged their building. Could it be that they're looking for me to pay for it?"

He always felt that there was something indescribable strange going on - but suddenly he came to his senses: Why was he in a daze again?

[My attention span is so poor, I don't think I have ADHD! School. Where is the school?]

Doudou quickly turned his gaze back, estimating his possible landing location--
If it fell straight down, it would probably hit the middle of the road in the city center: the day before yesterday, Doudou witnessed a tragic incident where an acquaintance jumped off a building.

[Eh? Is this how the math teacher "jumped off the building"?]

I remembered the day before yesterday when my math teacher was carrying a woven bag filled with water bottles and cans.
Judging from this, could it be that he has also shaken hands with that old immortal cultivator?
Doudou squinted his eyes slightly and could see the traffic jam at the intersection; it was the rush hour for people going to work and school.

If it continues to hit like this, it will probably crush other people's cars and make them explode; not to mention that they have to run from the city center to school, which will take time.

[Change direction, hurry up and do your homework! I'm so anxious]

In the sky, with nowhere to hold onto anything, Doudou opened his mouth wide—his raincoat clattered against the ground.

hiss!
As he inhaled, his intercostals and chest suddenly expanded, filling up his school uniform and raincoat.

Doudou's cheeks were puffed up, and his eyes were searching for the approximate direction of the school--
call!
Doudou exhaled all the air he had just swallowed.

Squeak:
He was like a deflated balloon, suddenly flying to the side; his originally straight downward trajectory suddenly bent into a diagonal line.

The posture at this time is a bit like doing a crunch: the body is stretched straight, but the head and neck are slightly raised; the air in the mouth is still ejected outwards -
Doudou adjusted his direction left and right to avoid flying in the wrong direction:

Wait until all the air you inhale is almost exhaled; put your hands against the seams of your pants, think of yourself as a torpedo or a missile, and tear the air above your head.

As the school got closer, I could see the traffic outside the alley, the jingling of bicycle bells, and the crowds of people in front of the school gate.

hiss--
He repeated the same trick and took a deep breath again:
Then quickly clench your fists and point your mouth directly downwards.

call!
The whale had just inhaled some air into his lungs and accidentally swallowed some of it into his stomach: he exhaled it as slowly and quickly as possible - it was really hard to predict how much effort it would take to [land].

The air that was blowing rapidly by my ears suddenly softened, turning into a soft rustling sound; the originally puffed up hem of my clothes also stuck close to my body again.

The fallen leaves in the alley and the scattered garbage on the ground were all blown away by him and hit the wall:
With a click, the bag landed steadily on the ground; there was a clanging sound in the schoolbag.

[Hey? Where did the old immortal cultivator go?]

The homeless old man who was carrying the woven bag "gourd" on his back has disappeared; there are bottles and jars scattered on the ground, and I don't know if they fell out of the woven bag.

There was still a faint stench in the alley, but no one covered their noses:

Only the other students who were rushing to class were left standing there in a daze, staring in amazement at the classmate who fell from the sky.

Doudou looked around at the dumbstruck guys—quickly scratched his head and pointed to the sky:

"Oh I came to class by helicopter. Haha."

Doudou didn't care whether the other students believed him or not; he just laughed dryly and walked quickly towards the school gate.
"Everyone, stop looking, stop looking, and go to school."

A girl's glasses slipped down her nose and fell to the ground; he quickly pretended not to see it.

[I'll come back to look for this old man after school.]

A handshake and the guy across from me will fly into the sky--
Whatever you think, it's awesome.
(End of this chapter)