Above the Clouds: My Sword Intention Conforms to Fluid Mechanics

The world is flooded by a poisonous miasma, and humans live on a chain of floating islands 10,000 meters above the sky. Here, height represents class and breathing is taxed. Three thousand feet up, the wealthy are drinking in the sun; down three thousand feet, the poor are rotting in the rusty water. Lu Chen, a low-level ferryman who is about to die from lack of oxygen. He has no system and does not understand internal skills, but he has a pair of eyes that can see the "wind line". In the eyes of others, the air is transparent. In his eyes, air is an equation of flow, data that can be cut, a Reynolds number, a boundary layer, and a shock wave. "As long as the wind continues to blow, there is no one I can't kill." "If there is, then let the air pressure difference be greater." When the folding-wing knife polished with discarded turbine blades was unsheathed - Lu Chen told the gods and Buddhas in the sky: "Sorry, according to the third law of fluid mechanics, you can't fly."