I'll stake a claim here.
Edit in the early morning.
By the dock.
The morning fog spread.
The exhausted group who had escaped from the warehouse collapsed inside the spacious residential building, quietly waiting for the rescue boat to arrive.
Matthew stepped out of the residential building, wiped the damp steps, and sat down next to Bi Fang. Seeing him still fiddling with the drone, he asked curiously, "How is it, can you see clearly?"
Bi Fang let his hands droop and sighed as he handed over the drone, "No luck, it's too dark, and the fire is reflecting too much. You can only see half a face, no matter how you adjust it, it's useless."
Matthew took the drone and, despite tweaking it countless times, still felt regret after learning the situation. He stared at the screen, but still couldn't make out anything.
