The two didn't rely on a safety rope at first, because their self-confidence and pride as freehand climbers did not allow them to do anything to tarnish this glory.

What the hell is a safety rope?

That's the straw for the poor weak that the boss needs only rookies, and the two big masters said they didn't need it at all!

But after just one trip, the two of them completely changed this unreliable practice, and doing hand-drawn things without a safety rope is simply suicide, which may be more terrible than suicide.

Because when you commit suicide, at least you don't need to work hard to sweat more, you don't need to accumulate lactic acid, many times you just need to jump, and then a few seconds later, you only hear a "bang!", and the whole world is clean.

But rock climbing mapping is different, especially on the one hand, you have to desperately grab anything that you can use to make sure you don't fall, and on the other hand, you have to look for all the characteristic terrain and iconic things with pitiful eyes...... Even if it's just a stone that looks like a kitten.

Who can imagine what it would be like to have just two, uh, one arm for support, and one flesh clutching the protruding rocks with untamed edges to propel the body upwards?

Hands are made of meat, where can they be a hard opponent with sharp edges and corners?

Not to mention that it can take hours to climb and even a minute can make your hands be grinded to pieces, and the idiom of ten fingers connecting hearts is no joke......

What's more, you also need to do everything you can to draw what you see on paper...... Hehe, who has ever tried to be hung in the air with one arm, holding the pen and notebook bitterly in one hand, trying to hold the notebook with his chin to prevent it from falling, and then the two eyes are like blind people watching a hand holding a pen on the paper "rustling" to draw an inexplicable trajectory?

In this case, it is strange that you can draw well!

A person with a good psychological quality may not be scared half to death, but he will definitely be tired into a dog, and that poor arm may become disabled...... Well, unless you have a unicorn arm!

After climbing once, the two were shocked to find that there were some inexplicable weird lines on the small notebook, not to mention whether others could understand it, and even they themselves didn't know what they were drawing.

The two had no choice but to change their strategy, and the safety rope that was not eye-catching in the past could only be reluctantly tied to their bodies, trying to free their hands as much as possible, and it was convenient to observe various terrains with their eyes.

That's when the scene just came about.

However, even if they changed their strategy, the two of them had tried their best to save effort, but seeing that the old man of the sun was still slowly swaying to the top of his head, the two of them climbed three routes and drew three road maps.

This is still far from the entire Elephant Trunk Cliff as high as ten routes, not to mention that the two of them started to draw the easy and then difficult ones, and the two of them have not yet begun to challenge the more difficult Elephant Trunk Cliff tip.

Who knows how many minutes it will take? Well, I think it's about the same hour......

This kind of manual hand-drawn climbing route map is simply torturous, a test of human strength, physical strength, perseverance and spirit, in the case of the Elephant Trunk Cliff climbing route mapping work, even according to Wei Hua and Eper's practice after the change of strategy, there are more than ten people who can't do it at all.

"Hua, I have to admit one thing, I seem to be dying, I have to take a good rest, I'm too tired......" finally reached the top of the cliff, Eperel didn't even have the strength to drink saliva, "snap" Immediately paralyzed and leaned on a big rock, his two hands were casually put on both sides motionless, his fingers were still trembling regularly, the sweat on his forehead was flowing down as if he didn't want money, and the exposed and twisted green tendons on his arms were still beating unnaturally, looking like he was going to die at any time, and he was weak even to speak, and his voice was not much louder than that of a mosquito.

"Ho, you're finally willing to admit that you can't do it? haha, ahem, ahem, I know I'm the most, ahem, the most powerful ......" Wei Hua, who was also lying on the side without an image, was uncomfortable and couldn't lift up a trace of strength, but his ears were still very good, and he laughed when he heard the words, but he didn't expect to be choked by a mouthful of air that didn't come up as soon as he said it, and the violent cough drove the extremely sore muscles all over his body to twitch one by one, as if he was whipped with a whip on his body, the pain was unbearable, and he gasped in pain, "Hiss~~"

"Hmph, why are you the most powerful, why are you so exaggerated?, or the rest of the drawing tasks will be handed over to you later, I'll help the boss, I know he wants to grow some cash crops on the island recently, but unfortunately I haven't found a more suitable one, and I just happen to have a little research on these......" After a while, he finally felt better, Eperel struggled to get up and drank his saliva, pouted at Wei Hua disdainfully, and then sneered.

Eperle didn't know that Jinyang had found a special agave and had planted seeds in a secret place, otherwise he might not have said anything about a little research on cash crops.

He's just a bodyguard, not a farmer, so there's no need for him to be in the limelight.

"Cut, you think it's beautiful!Epel, we've known each other for so long, you haven't said that you know anything about cash crops, you can't be bragging to me, are you......?" Don't tell me you ever worked as a farmer?

As if he could see what he was thinking from Wei Hua's eyes, Epel smiled a little smugly, pointed to a tall cactus tree not far away and said, "You don't understand this, do you?"

I've never worked as a farmer, but I was in Mexico for a long time on a mission, so I know a little bit about it.

See that tall cactus tree over there?

Cacti are actually a good thing too!

Do you know why these cacti are called the "national flowers" by the Mexicans? And they are the first "national flower"!

Do you know why?"

Why?

Wei Hua now has a very good sentence in his heart, I don't know whether to say it or not, why do you ask me why? You ask me why? Then who should I ask? How do I know what those amazing old inkmen think?

Dahlia is beautiful and extravagant, and it is a hundred times better than an ugly cactus, right? What advantages can a cactus have besides pricking a person in the buttocks? It is also worthy of the word "good thing"?

There must be something wrong with the aesthetics of those old inks!