More than three hundred Pirate Revolutionary Army members stood at the edge of the cliff, swallowing hard one after another.
They had climbed up here. They had caught up.
But jumping straight down was a different kind of challenge.
It was like looking down from a high-rise building. Your limbs went weak, you sweated, and there was absolutely no reason for it.
Fear of heights was a gene etched into humanity's bones, originally meant to make people leave environments that could kill them.
But humanity's drive to push its limits never died. The Red Bull daredevils had endless funding, and increasingly bold death-defying stunts of all kinds were sponsored by Red Bull. All sorts of inventions also made media headlines because of it.
The principles behind these things were very simple, but discovering them required all sorts of prerequisite branches on the technological tree.
For example, humans had to discover aerodynamics before paragliders could let people move through the sky as freely as they wished.
Flying Squirrel Suits looked simple, but they were the product of extremely advanced aerodynamics—who would have known that merely connecting the arms to the body and sewing the legs together could create such powerful lift and let people fly so far? Wasn't it only through countless wind tunnel experiments, endless attempts, and all kinds of calculations and simulations on supercomputers that Flying Squirrel Suits came into being?
Every mature commercial product you saw was the ultimate result of being refined by all kinds of modern machines and technologies. Immature products were quickly eliminated.
And what Leo held now were all extremely mature products.
For example, the round parachutes stuffed into backpacks. All one had to do was pull open the backpack, and the parachute would deploy. In the pirate world, such things were practically useless—because