"Wait, now that you mention it, we could have stacked the trailers earlier instead of just adding more supplies..."
"But with this extra space, we could actually fit more than seven! It's not far-fetched to think that we could fit ten cargo trailers in here. By the time we get back, we could have fifty trailers' worth of supplies, and the cargo trailers would be enough to build the wall! Don't you think?"
"Ugh! Honestly, I'm glad none of us are engineers or anything related to math—we really suck at calculations! We could have fit so much more before, but we were too focused on just adding more supplies instead of thinking about the cargo trailers. Now that the City Lord mentioned this is our last trip to Port City, it's only now that my brain is finally starting to work a little better." One of them grumbled, frustrated by the missed opportunity.
"It's no use crying over spilled milk," Kisha said, her voice calm as she approached them from behind.
