The battery on the phone had long since died, and it had shut down automatically.
Lan Ling put away the phone and stood on the mountaintop, surveying the surrounding peaks. Over the past three days, the search teams they had dispatched covered every hilltop. A dozen or more helicopters had been flying low over various mountain ranges. Their goal was to let anyone inside know that searchers were out there for them.
Though Zanglong Mountain was vast, if there were still someone alive inside, they could make themselves heard loud and clear or hang an article of clothing somewhere visible. The rescuers would be able to find them. Yet, after three full days and nights, there was still no sound or sign.
The initial hope was as intense as the current disappointment was deep.
Three days had passed, and those were the prime days for rescue operations. As time went on, the hope only grew dimmer!
"Do you think Grandpa could still be alive?"
