Yuan Er felt as if a huge stone was pressing down on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He observed the overall situation and was very clear about the circumstances.
The efficiency of the mechanical monkeys in picking was truly astonishing, far surpassing the monkey pets.
The monkey pets would get tired, worry about self-detonating, and act cautiously. The mechanical monkeys never got tired; if damaged, they went for emergency repairs and quickly returned to work. The key was that they showed no fear, maintaining high efficiency.
"We have completely fallen behind. The Thousand-Year Fire Persimmon Forest is our last chance; Uncle Monkey, it's all up to you!" Yuan Er said.
Yuan Dasheng nodded at him and leapt out.
He had been conserving his energy and only appeared at this critical moment to make an impact.
