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However, the flying car effect was quite impressive, even saving a lot of trouble. The only downside was that, like a remote-controlled car, it had to be turned off after a while.
This was only limited to Flight Mode; once Flight Mode reached its load limit, it could switch to Ground Mode. However, this required manual adjustments, and Ground Mode often relied on human judgment. Therefore, it was best to let the car rest as much as possible before the mission or to give it a rather expensive spa treatment for better performance. Once the repair engineers tuned the car's performance and systems to their optimal state, it would reduce many unnecessary troubles during the mission.
This car had high expectations placed on it from the moment of its manufacture. In the later era, humanity could even bid farewell to life on the ground, with future buildings designed as aerial structures, utilizing the so-called Anti-Gravity System.
However, many spaces would open up on the ground, of course, for more comparable constructions such as flower gardens and vegetable patches, making survival more meaningful.
Moreover, most insects on the ground were aggressive; those capable of flight were sometimes less efficient than airplanes. Although some were larger in size, insects detected from ten thousand meters away could be directly locked onto and intercepted from a distance. Missiles could achieve a hundred percent hit rate.
These physically formidable insects had astonishing Defense Power, but humanity's technological civilization had also brushed against Pre-Nuclear Civilization levels. They were immune to such destructive forces; given the current strength of these insects, they likely did not reach that perverse level yet.
Perhaps they could grow to that extent in a few thousand years, but this was still an early era in terms of budget. If one were to speculate based on human IQ, it was believed that such levels could indeed be reached within a few thousand years. However, surpassing from a primitive state relying on stones and hammers without electricity—where even fire had to be gathered from the wild—into a pre-nuclear civilization was something that only appeared in science fiction films. Unless there was some temporal anomaly that caused an overall leap forward akin to being injected with adrenaline.
After flying for about ten minutes, they quickly transitioned from the outskirts into the city sky and soon landed at the entrance of the association, gradually descending from mid-air.
Because this car looked no different from an ordinary one, it immediately attracted a crowd; people were astonished that this vehicle was actually flying.
If it weren't for the fact that this vehicle still resembled a car, it would have been locked onto as soon as it entered the city. If there had been any hint of danger, countless cannons would have turned it into scrap metal.
But since the vehicle was not an airplane, how could it fly? At this point, no one explained anything to those curious onlookers. After switching back to Ground Mode, they drove directly into the parking lot beneath the association.
They then headed to Wanderer's Home. Having rested during their flight earlier, they felt invigorated and were filled with excitement at the prospect of taking over their next mission.
Outside, a large crowd had gathered, and soon the entire association was aware of the situation. The flying vehicle was clearly one of the first products developed through advanced technology, but it could not be put into immediate use due to the scarcity of resources. Even if every ordinary person were to receive one, it would require exhausting all the mineral resources beneath Slyland City, which was simply not feasible. Therefore, the only course of action was to completely suppress the news.
They deployed hypnotists and brainwashing specialists to finally keep the information under wraps.
Although the Four Hunter Team had no idea that they were becoming well-known, they never expected to gain such attention so quickly, nor did they anticipate the rapid spread of news about them.
However, they truly did not realize how fast things were moving until they saw the sharply pointed white tower of Wanderer's Home. Outside, it seemed that some well-dressed individuals were standing as if welcoming friends.
"Here they come. When they arrive, we need to maintain this posture and watch them enter as if we are welcoming our master back home," said one of the managers, suddenly raising his voice as if intentionally letting others hear him.
To others, this manager appeared overly familiar with social niceties, but behind his back, they called him a toad because only a creature like that would call out indiscriminately upon seeing someone. This seemed to symbolize the manager's ignorance.
Nevertheless, his voice indeed carried over to that side and was quite loud. However, some felt helpless; this approach lacked dignity. Although they had achieved what felt like a victory, wasting time on such trivial matters instead of working was frustrating. While work was essential for them, they worried about potential conflicts arising from this distraction.
A momentary lapse could nullify years of hard work. Their current tasks appeared glamorous on the surface, but only those who immersed themselves in work understood the underlying struggles. They were not working for themselves; money had become irrelevant in their daily grind.
"Manager, do we really need to go this far?" someone asked.
"Well, look at me—I’m dressed just like you and shouting the same slogans. They are heroes and deserve our esteemed service. This is our service code; you should have understood from day one what our clients need. We must provide them with the appropriate service. This is our commitment to our clients. Whether we leave a good impression depends on us—do we have confidence?" The manager gestured emphatically as he responded.
Little did he know that the staff below cared little for all this. They had come to work merely for their livelihoods and had not considered such matters. They were busy managing the spoils obtained by soldiers fighting outside.
However, once work began, exhaustion set in quickly; there was no time for good spirits or confronting life’s challenges. They were merely working for work's sake. With so much piled up, it seemed they would have to burn the midnight oil again tonight. A life devoid of personal fulfillment could hardly be considered complete.
One by one, they hung their heads and puffed out their chests, responding with great enthusiasm, "Yes, we understand, we will definitely complete the task, resolutely complete the task, providing them with the same warm feeling as at home, along with thoughtful service for our clients."
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