"Hahahahaha"
"The roc rises with the howling wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high!"
Holding the rudimentary hang glider in his hands, Su Mo constantly adjusted the angle of his grip to ensure that he could get the maximum turning speed, instead of rushing straight into the fire.
In the eyes of all the kobolds behind him, Su Mo flew away as if he had put on wings.
Bark!
Bark bark bark!
After the first kobold took the lead and barked, all the kobolds on the wall immediately joined in together.
Unpowered hang gliding was the closest a human could get to mimicking bird flight, and it was also a sport that allowed people to have a bird's eye view of the earth's landscape.
Rise with the wind, dance with the wind!
At this moment, Su Mo was extremely grateful that he had a surplus in survival points that enabled him to create this magical thing!