Engraved in the mind_2

"Ha—I don't believe it!" the man drew out a long note, then grabbed the parachute and started to strap it onto his back, "Let's see who's the real fool here."

"Fine, fine, if you dare, well okay..." the old man laughed and scolded, "Besides, even if you could jump, the wind direction will affect the gliding trajectory; who knows where you'll land."

"The direction can be adjusted in the air, right?" the man looked at the instructions on the parachute, "It's all illustrated here; just tilt your body like so... uh... it shouldn't be hard..."

"Wait, you've never parachuted before, have you?"

"Yeah," the man confidently strapped the parachute on, gave a thumbs up, "Just learn as I jump, it'll be steady."

"Don't do this, hahaha... dying like that would be too stupid." the old man laughed heartily, slapping his thigh, "I don't care if you die, but Pinnacle can't afford such a loss... hahaha..."

But the man simply ignored him, quietly fastening his backpack and peering outside.