Night grew deeper and deeper.
The eleven girls felt utterly drained, sitting on the floor, barely able to hold on.
Despite removing so many items, their shared package was still over by 25 kilograms.
"Coach, we really can't take anything else out," Zhang Zijing pleaded with a pitiful look.
"Coach, could we ask Brother Camel to help carry a bit more?" Lai Ruoxuan tried deploying her adorably innocent charm.
The coach, stone-faced, rejected her outright:
"No, absolutely not."
"Those animals carrying our gear are essential to our survival in the wild."
"Their load has been calculated precisely; we can't add to it."
Everyone exchanged glances, understanding there was no way to persuade him otherwise.
"Let's remove some of the food then—snacks, bread and the like. Try taking those out," Yuwei suggested.
"But we can't go without food! There are eleven of us!" Fu Xiaoyu protested, utterly against the idea.
