Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1094: 1069: I Can Fly a Plane

Zhao Hua gazed at Ye Chen.

In stark contrast to the frantic others, Ye Chen displayed extraordinary composure.

Zhao Hua's racing heart eased upon witnessing Ye Chen's demeanor.

He recognized Ye Chen as far from ordinary; surely, even amid the aircraft's crisis, a solution existed for him.

Deep down, Zhao Hua believed Ye Chen could reverse dire circumstances against all odds.

Exactly like scenes from television shows.

The crisis hadn't escalated that far, so the Upper God hadn't intervened yet.

Should peril truly strike, the Upper God would never sit by.

Wails echoed throughout the cabin right then.

Crying and prayers filled the air from passengers.

The deployment of oxygen masks intensified the already charged atmosphere.

Chaos gripped the entire passenger area.

Wealth and talent mattered little.

Life-or-death scenarios equalize everyone.

The wealthier the individual, the fiercer their aversion to death.

“Everyone, please stay calm—this is only a slight issue. Our pilot will handle it without fail.”

“With one engine damaged, emergency landing remains feasible, but cooperation from all is essential.”

The flight attendant worked swiftly to steady the passengers' moods.

Ye Chen concurred with the flight attendant's reassurance.

By now, the plane had crossed into Hawk Country’s airspace.

A competent pilot could execute an emergency landing successfully.

Yet this demanded top-tier skills and unbreakable nerve from the pilot.

Operating on one engine alone amplified landing challenges exponentially.

Full manual control was required; any error could doom them all.

Just an elite pilot with steel resolve could conquer such odds.

Dennis, the lead pilot managing the flight, concentrated fiercely.

His more than ten years of experience offered no prior encounter like this.

The co-pilot, a blonde woman around thirty, assisted.

Her flying tenure spanned merely three years, exclusively as co-pilot.

“Notify the tower to secure a runway for emergency use and position fire trucks,” the pilot instructed sternly.

A fault indicator suddenly lit up.

The pilot's face grew exceedingly somber.

The left engine had failed completely, forcing sole reliance on manual handling.

Adjustments to the plane's trajectory began manually by the pilot.

After the attendant's calming efforts, passengers settled somewhat.

“Please adhere to my directions now and secure the oxygen masks to avert surprises.”

The flight attendant showed everyone the proper method.

With gravity, the flight attendant continued, “Precautionarily, paper and pens will be provided to all.”

The cabin burst into turmoil once more at these words.

The meaning was clear to every soul.

The flight's peril was extraordinarily severe.

Drafting final wishes is a task all dread.

Fresh waves of screams swept the cabin.

“God, is death truly upon us?”

“I don’t want to die; I haven’t lived fully yet.”

“After this, I’ll never board a plane again.”

Complaints arose alongside embraces among passengers.

Wills were started by some.

The atmosphere brimmed with weeping and lamentations.

“No need for alarm, everyone—this is mere preparation. Our pilot, a former air force ace, boasts unmatched resilience and piloting prowess. Landing will succeed.”

The flight attendant's professionalism stood out remarkably.

She kept patiently consoling the passengers.

Deep inside, though, the early-twenties flight attendant brimmed with anxiety.

In her youthful prime, dying was unthinkable for her.

Suddenly, a flight attendant came rushing in panic.

“The purser is in trouble.”

The purser’s face paled: “What’s happened?”

“The pilot, overwhelmed by nerves, had a heart attack and collapsed.”

Boom!

The scene plunged into utter silence.

Everyone stood stunned.

The attendant had just praised the pilot’s mental strength, now this—pure mockery.

Crucially, who controlled the plane currently?

Remember, the co-pilot held only three years’ experience.

A routine landing might pass, but this single-engine emergency? Perilous.

In essence, one misstep meant catastrophe.

At the moment demanding veteran command most, the captain fainted.

Was this destiny?

Violent tremors shook the plane.

Hearing this, even the purser lost her calm, face ashen.

The captain represented their sole hope.

His collapse shattered that final lifeline.

A three-year veteran soloing the emergency landing? Success odds neared zero.

Composing herself, the purser spoke.

“Excuse me, is there any passenger aboard who can pilot a plane?”

The plane desperately required a pilot now.

Landing involved logging myriad data, impossible alone.

“Whoever can, step up—we all rely on you.”

Tears brimmed in the purser’s eyes.

Slim chance of a skilled pilot present, yet she had to ask.

Silence blanketed the cabin.

Pale faces everywhere.

Driving cars is commonplace; plane flying, exceedingly rare.

Despair hung heavy.

Song Xiaoxiao gripped Ye Chen’s hand firmly, her expression grave.

She mused that perishing alongside her dearest wouldn’t be so bad.

Zhao Hua squeezed his eyes shut.

Was today truly his last?

Then, Ye Chen gently released Song Xiaoxiao’s hand and rose.

His face held perfect calm.

To the flight crew, he declared: “I can fly the plane.”

“Rest easy, all—I’ll bring us down safely.”

With that, Ye Chen unfastened his belt and stood tall.

Despite the fierce shaking, Ye Chen stood immovable like an anchor.

Ye Chen’s statement left everyone stupefied.

Those familiar with him reeled in astonishment.

This young fellow pilots planes?

No soul foresaw Ye Chen volunteering.

He’d intended to stay seated, banking on the expert pilot managing the landing.

But the chief pilot’s heart attack changed everything—without action, crash inevitable.

“Quick, to the cockpit,” Ye Chen stated solemnly.

Instantly, an aura of authority radiated from Ye Chen.

Ye Chen’s boldness offered little relief; tension persisted.

Were he a man in his forties or fifties, faith might stir.

Too youthful at early twenties—cadet level, optimistically.

Crew set aside concerns, guiding Ye Chen to the cockpit.