Lan Ze glanced at Mo Mo.

Mo Mo said embarrassedly:

"If one day, my worries can be resolved, I would also like to be free. But now, I still can't let go of this world of mortals."

"You don't have to become a monk. You can come and stay for a while every year." The old Taoist added.

"Okay." Momo bared his teeth and smiled.

"Ten feet?" Lan Ze pondered for a moment, "Within 0 to 30 meters close to the ground, isn't the bottom of the troposphere where the ground effect is strongest?"

Bai Lao said: "...You are not suitable here."

"I have new ideas about building a dragon." Lan Ze said more seriously, "Ground effect plus capillary rotor system, plus lightweight structure. My dragon should be able to carry people. How about it, veteran, are you interested in riding a dragon?

God? Only a dragon can match your immortality. Otherwise, would Xuanwu like you?"

The comical prospect of riding a giant turtle immediately made Bai Laodao blush.
Chapter completed!