Chapter 25: Falling from the Clouds

　　Part 1: Treading Clouds, Drifting Wind　　"Hey, guys, let's dry out the gear before we go! This place is way too damp at night, everything's soaked!" Mr. Egg wiped food crumbs from his mouth and laid out his sleeping bag in the sun.　　Honestly, the campsite by the lake was incredibly humid. For a single overnight trip it might be manageable, but we were heading to higher, colder places to camp. Wet sleeping bags and clothes lose most of their insulating power; if we didn't dry them fast, we'd freeze to death.　　Luckily, I'd come prepared. I'd stuffed all my clothes and sleeping bag soaked from the night before into an extra-large, black, open-topped plastic bag, using solar power to "oven-dry" my gear.　　"Hey, smart! Got any more of those bags?" Young Master Feng tested the temperature of my black bag. After just a few minutes, it was already hot to the touch.　　After wiping the condensation from inside and outside my tent, I tossed my quick-dry towel into the bag and said with a teasing grin, "Heh, just the one!"　　"Hey! That's not very team-spirited! You didn't mention this during gear talk, just leaving your teammates hanging?" Mr. Egg expressed strong condemnation.　　Young Master Feng joined in the ribbing. "Yeah, some leader you are!"　　"Haha, just kidding! Here!" I said, pulling two more large black bags from my duffel and handing them