It was much faster going down the cliff but also more dangerous. Ning Qingxue didn’t know what this rope was made of but it wasn’t slippery at all. She didn’t have gloves since she had already lost it on the way. She had only slid down 200 meters and already felt the skin on her hands rip.
Even so, Ning Qingxue didn’t dare to relax. The pain from her hand made her focus more. She slid down another 200 meters and suddenly felt her hands turn soft and weak. She had to find a slightly larger rock and rest on it.
Her arms were soft and sour, but she knew that if she couldn’t reach the bottom in one go, she wouldn’t be able to keep up. She looked at her palm, it was red. Her flesh was exposed to the open air but she didn’t feel pain now. It was as though her hand was numb.
She caught her breath and took out the remaining biscuits. She finished it all and drank all the remaining water before continuing sliding down.
