Glancing downward, about eight meters from the ground, and then looking at the branch beneath him, Chen Zhou hesitated whether to let go and wait on the ground or keep pulling.
The situation did not grant him much time to think.
The first challengers who set off did not hide their footsteps at all. Soon, Chen Zhou captured the sound of their heavy boots trampling on the hard ground.
"Come on!"
This sound made him resolve to use all his strength and retrieve the supplies in advance.
...
Adjusting his posture on the trunk, switching from lying down to kneeling, focusing his weight on the thin twig's end, Chen Zhou stretched out both hands, gripping the black box tightly, gritting his teeth as he tugged it towards his embrace.
The sudden increase in force made the black box deviate from its path a bit faster, gradually escaping the invisible "quagmire" and moving towards an unexpected position.
