"Hmph. Even if the trial's been suspended, they can't get us back anytime soon, can they?" the hunter who had been sneering earlier said. "Sending one or two warships near the Eight-Headed Serpent would be suicide. They'd need to assemble an entire fleet, and that'll definitely take several days."
"What are we supposed to do now?" the Huntress from earlier spoke up again. "All the supplies are on the beach. The rations we're carrying will probably last us one day at most."
As soon as she said that, everyone realized that their greatest problem was that they had lost more than ninety percent of their supplies.
Hunters were not superhuman. They needed food too, and they would still go hungry if they did not eat enough.
"Don't we have drones? Why not send a message to that warship and have them use drones to deliver us a batch of supplies?" Sun Hang asked.
However, an awkward look flashed across Yano's face. He said quietly, "I used all four drones to relay the news about the Eight-Headed Serpent just now... There isn't a single drone within signal range now."
"Y-You bastard, can't you think before you act?!" The sneering hunter immediately lost his temper. "Four drones, four chances, and you fucking wasted them all, you idiot!"
"I was worried the drones might crash on the way back. I wanted to make absolutely sure the news about the Eight-Headed Serpent reached the warship..." Yano said helplessly. "Besides, no one mentioned needing to replenish supplies just now, did they?"
"How did no one mention it? Didn't this bitch say all the supplies fell onto the beach?" The man pointed at the Huntress and shouted. "Did none of you think the warship could use drones to resupply us? You're all fucking pig-brained idiots!"
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