Liu Guangcai looked at the squirrel in horror. The adult squirrel's despairing eyes struck him. He couldn't help but give himself two slaps. Then, he said to the squirrel, "I was wrong. Leave in peace. I will take good care of it—if I can survive…"
With that said, Liu Guangcai placed the baby squirrel into his pocket and buried the adult squirrel. He then continued chopping down trees.
However, Liu Guangcai soon realized that it was impossible to continue. He was facing headwinds and the speed of the forest fire's spread was far faster than he had expected. Especially the fire on the forest canopy, the speed of the fire was almost catching up to the wind! It was extremely terrifying.
Just as Liu Guangcai was about to despair, a series of shouts sounded. "The fire is spreading down. All men, please help. Use the road to chop off those trees!"
At the same time, a familiar shout came from the chaotic crowd. "Guangcai? (Daddy?)"
