Chapter 251: The Bullet He Yu attached three safety buckles to the last twenty-meter rope, clipping them onto my belt and Old Qian's. He had jammed the end of the rope into some rock crevice - he didn't even know which one - but as long as it held for ten seconds, we had a chance of survival. This was a last resort. We had lost our supply packs back in the Royal City, and this solitary rope was far too thin. We certainly couldn't count on it holding for long. In other words, my signal to He Yu wasn't…