Wen Bai, his small face pale, was helped to sit up by Wen Jue and Mo Xingchen. He took a breath and said, "I'm fine."
System 001, after a thorough examination, found no significant issues with Wen Bai's current body, only detecting that he was a little weak. For humans, such a condition would usually improve with rest.
"Host, all your body's stats are within the normal range."
Wen Bai's complexion had visibly improved, and his small face was no longer as pale. "It's nothing, I just felt dizzy from moving too much."
Wen Jue looked at Wen Bai intently, while Mo Xingchen had the convenience of comparing Wen Bai's complexion directly with Wen Jue's. Wen Bai only appeared slightly fairer than Wen Jue, and Mo Xingchen felt relieved. At this age, little Mo Xingchen didn't yet understand what was called a healthy complexion.
After Wen Bai's fall, Wen Jue and Mo Xingchen spontaneously began to pick up the scattered ingredients one by one, piling them in the innermost part of the carriage where they stored food.
System 001 had exchanged points for a tonic to strengthen Wen Bai and was ready to improve his physique. However, after a few seconds of hesitation, it didn't know where to start. Wen Bai was too young, and his small, underdeveloped body hadn't even fully formed its basic human characteristics. System 001 still remembered the lesson from a previous misuse of medication on Wen Bai. Blindly enhancing or adjusting his physique without understanding the problem could be counterproductive. After some thought, it put away the potion exchanged with points, deciding to wait until Wen Bai grew a bit older. Once the host was older, his specific physical metrics stabilized, and any deficiencies became apparent, then targeted adjustments and improvements could be made.
Wen Bai sat in the carriage, carefully sensing the abnormality he had just experienced. Only he knew this wasn't the first time. It was the second time since arriving in this world. He slowly steadied his breathing; the feeling of chest tightness, shortness of breath, and dizziness had completely vanished.
At this point, the items scattered on the carriage floor were mostly tidied up, and Mo Xingchen returned to his seat. Wen Jue picked up the last remaining piece of food from the carriage floor. As he looked at what he was holding, he paused. It was a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper. The pattern on the oil paper was identical to the one Mo Xingchen had bought in town earlier. If Wen Jue could read, he would have noticed that the two patterns actually read "Li Ji." Wen Jue was still a child, and even though he was smarter and braver than other children his age, he could only think at this moment: this roast chicken was available in two places.
Wen Jue walked to the back of the carriage and placed the roast chicken on top of the other food. As soon as he placed it, the oil-paper-wrapped roast chicken rolled off. Wen Jue froze, then bent down to pick it up. Before he could reach it, the oil-paper-wrapped roast chicken hurtled directly towards his face. At the same time, Wen Jue's small body was uncontrollably thrown backward.
And the entire carriage was suddenly lifted into the air...
Wen Bai, positioned in the center of the carriage, was sitting. The sudden jolt of the carriage caught him off guard. The sensation of weightlessness came too suddenly. With no warning and short limbs, Wen Bai had no leverage and was forced to roll headfirst along the tilting carriage, tumbling out at an angle. Mo Xingchen, reaching out to grab Wen Bai but failing, and wanting to stop Wen Jue but being unable to, clutched the carriage window curtain with his small body.
After rolling out of the carriage curtain, Wen Bai quickly extended his short arms and grabbed onto the carriage wall, just managing to hang on the edge. His feet dangled in the air, unable to touch the ground, and blades of grass flew past his face. If someone were on the ground, they would see Wen Bai, the carriage, and the horses suspended in mid-air. In the sky, they weren't alone; uprooted trees, grass, and even small animals were also present. All living things and objects moved uniformly in one direction due to inertia in the air. The reinforced horses whinnied and kicked wildly in the air, panicking. Inside the carriage, Wen Jue and Mo Xingchen were dazed by the falling food. Some of the food even rolled out of the carriage amidst the chaos...
System 001 was momentarily stunned: "A demonic wind!" How could a normal wind arise from a flat surface without any warning? And such a grand spectacle! System 001 reacted immediately, casting a protective shield on Wen Bai and exchanging points for a large bird. The bird appeared around Wen Bai, paused for a moment, then flapped its wings powerfully upwards. It hovered below Wen Bai, using its back and wings to support Wen Bai's small body. It strained to bear Wen Bai's weight, lifting itself up in an attempt to push Wen Bai back into the carriage.
System 001 urgently shouted, "Host, get back inside quickly."
As Wen Bai climbed back into the carriage using the leverage, another gust of wind struck from the opposite direction. The large bird was immediately blown away from Wen Bai's side, spun in a circle, and carried elsewhere. The carriage and horses floundered helplessly in the air, tossed up and down by the wind. Even in this tense and chaotic moment, System 001 did not forget to carefully collect all the food that had fallen out of the carriage.
"Host, this is a world where one can cultivate immortality. Anyone who can cause such a large disturbance here must be an immortal fighting! Get into the carriage first."
Wen Bai clung tightly to the carriage shaft: "Do you think I don't want to go in?" He was completely unable to move, his hands and feet gripping the carriage shaft tightly, afraid of being thrown off. Wen Bai's current body was too young and too weak; he was willing but unable. This situation couldn't continue.
Inside the carriage, Mo Xingchen desperately held onto the leg of a stool, refusing to let go. Fortunately, the stools in the carriage were fixed, otherwise they would surely have been smashed to pieces and made them cry. Wen Jue, being smaller, tumbled around in the carriage a few times before grabbing Mo Xingchen's leg. Mo Xingchen, with his leg being pulled, found himself in a carriage tilted at a 45-degree angle. He dangled a child of his own age and size by his leg, and for a moment, he felt an excruciating pull, as if his leg were about to be torn off. Mo Xingchen cried out in pain. Instinctively, he began to kick his legs. Wen Jue, who wasn't holding on very securely, was directly slid across the carriage floor by this kick...
Then, Wen Jue in the carriage landed precisely on top of Wen Bai. "Ah!" "Thump!" After two sounds, both Wen Bai and Wen Jue fell. Wen Jue landed face down, and Wen Bai landed back down, falling side by side. At this height, they would surely die from the fall.