"Hurry up, we're leaving."
Wen Wen, from behind, pushed the barely-awake and still not washed Tao Qingqing onto the plane.
"Didn't you say Three Cubs was having issues? No one else can fly the plane without them." Tao Qingqing complained.
Wen Wen, sitting in the cockpit, rubbed his hands with anticipation, "Ridiculous, is Three Cubs the only one who can fly a plane? Back in the day, I was an ace pilot too."
"Really?" Tao Qingqing was momentarily stunned.
Wen Wen boasted, "Of course, I even flew planes to battle alien warships..."
Tao Qingqing rolled her eyes, guessing Wen Wen was talking about a game.
"Don't worry, I've read the manual."
Wen Wen casually brushed her off and began to operate the controls.
To speak of the U.S.-Canada District's technology, it truly is impressive. The aircraft was designed for idiot-proof operation, and it was indeed idiot-proof.