Eighth Day rushed forward like lightning, and at the moment when the meteorite began to pull back, it accurately grasped the item with sharp eyes and agile hands.
After confirming that he had got the treasure, Jack breathed a sigh of relief.
He recalled the floating position of this epic item just now. The distance between him and it had reached the threshold of his meteorite.
If he woke up a little later, even if a few seconds later, he would have lost the treasure this time.
This incident gave him a wake-up call.
It seemed that he had to get a butterfly wing as soon as possible in case such an embarrassing thing would happen again.
"Later, when you see the rare or above prompts, remember to wake me up as soon as possible!"
Jack looked at Eighth Day and said.
"Copy that."
The robot replied and handed the item to Jack.
Only then did Jack have time to observe such a treasure.
This time, the material was a cylindrical jar.