HUMMM!
The clamor of the outside world instantly faded away.
Han Feng felt his consciousness leave his body, travel down his arm, and enter the steel behemoth before him.
He was no longer Han Feng.
He was the Night Falcon.
He could feel the fuel detonating in the combustion chamber.
He could feel the high-speed rotation of the turbine blades.
He could feel the Spiritual Liquid rushing through every conduit.
He began to search for the source of disharmony within the surging ocean of Energy.
Soon, Han Feng sensed something was wrong.
It was in an Energy relay hub on the underside of the jet's left fuselage, connecting the main wing and the landing gear.
There, three Energy Flows of different properties converged.
One came from the engine, providing basic thrust.
Another came from the wing's deflection Array, responsible for attitude control.
And the third came from the landing gear's shock-absorption Rune, used to absorb impact.
