This was Su Ze's first time experiencing such a thrilling flight. The wind whipped across his face, feeling like two large hands slapping him over and over.
Fortunately, a thin layer of airflow protected him, or his face would have swollen up.
Neither Gu Chengguang nor Zhang Tai said a word the entire way, so Su Ze naturally didn't dare to speak either.
With nothing better to do, he took out a ginseng rootlet. It was from the Child Ginseng, of which he had already eaten a third.
Su Ze popped it in his mouth, bit off half, and stored the last small piece away. He chewed a few times and swallowed the rootlet.
Though he couldn't dance in mid-air, he could still use the power of the natural medicine to speed up his digestion of the extract.
Su Ze wasn't one to waste a single moment. Every second was spent on the path of evolution.
