Although both sides tried really hard, the level of communication couldn't convey any useful information.
Aside from wishing for safety, nothing else could be done.
And over time, no matter how Zhang Ze adjusted his position, the signal grew weaker.
It seemed like something was wrong somewhere.
"Could it be the tea?" Having awakened, Li, who was sitting on Zhang Ze's head watching the scene, suddenly spoke up.
Due to the angle, she could clearly see Fuji's state in the cup. As Fuji used up the tea in the cup, Fuji began to sober up.
It seemed that the clearer Little Fuji became, the weaker the signal got.
"Should we try a bit more tea?" Zhang Ze looked at Fuji, now fully awake in the cup, and asked.
"Sure!" Little Fuji, riding on the cup's rim, cheered with both arms raised.
Whether it works is another matter, Fuji was quite happy anyway.
