Who knows! As soon as I returned to the mountains to farm, I encountered a natural disaster.

"Are you saying that there is no system to speak of now? The kind that doesn't require registration...um...just like in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China? Many things are not fully regulated, and not everyone has laws and regulations. obey?"

Zhao Yeqing guessed, and Mu Xi's guess was very different from hers. He picked up the mobile phone found on the man's body, pressed the power button, and the screen lit up——

Fingerprint lock.....

This is embarrassing, isn't it?

Zhao Yeqing also completely forgot about this incident. This was the first time for the two of them to "kill people and seize treasures". In addition, they had been separated from high-tech civilization for a long time, so it was really due to lack of experience.

Mu Xi hurriedly walked to the fire and saw that the piled corpses had turned into charcoal...

"Try it on."

Zhao Yeqing swiped the screen and saw the four-digit password page.

Mu Xi picked up the notebook that was also found on the man's body and opened it to try to find clues to the password.

The moment the notebook was opened, a photo fell out. It was of a child about two years old celebrating his birthday. The photo was from a long time ago, and there was a calendar with a New Year picture doll on the background wall.

Mu Xi read through the days on the wall calendar, and as soon as Zhao Yeqing entered it, the phone screen switched -

opened.

With a pure black background, Zhao Yeqing opened the photo album without looking at anything else.

There are not many photos in the album, but they are indeed scenes from outside.

The first picture is a huge pothole.

"Is this the rare earth mine over there?"

Mu Xi didn't know what the rare earth mine looked like, but he guessed it was right.

The photo was taken yesterday. There were four or five people standing scattered near the mine. It was not as many as the two of them imagined. This number of people did not look like they were going to mine.

But if they don't go mining, why would these people go there every day?

Zhao Yeqing swiped his finger to scroll down and found that the time interval between photos was not short. Sometimes there was no photo for several months.

In a few of the photos, there are streets that are both very familiar and very unfamiliar to the two of them.

The earliest one was taken five years ago, showing corpses on the ground and people's desperate and empty eyes.

Then three years ago, that is, after the polar night passed, there were no longer so many corpses on the street. Instead, there were some very simple small stalls selling everything -

Dirty puppets, Ultraman with a broken arm, half-torn magazines...

People's eyes didn't seem to be all despair, some were smiling.

Among the recent photos, apart from the mine, it is a photo that looks like a construction site before the earthquake. There is a sign outside the construction site.

'Huajian Eighth Bureau'

This street was not the dilapidated and dirty one in the previous photos. Zhao Yeqing guessed that this was a photo taken by this group of people on official territory. After all, the sign on the street was from a former official company.

"Does this mean everything is getting better outside?"

Zhao Yeqing didn't know why, but his throat suddenly became clogged, his eyes were hot, and there was an urgency in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

Mu Xi wrapped his hand around her palm and said with determination, "It must be."

The sign of 'Huajian Eighth Bureau' is printed, not handwritten.

The brand-new and translucent blue background with white fonts clearly printed on it at least shows that there is already a complete printing industry outside. Does that mean that other more important industries have also been gradually improved?

Mu Xi held her hand and did not let go. His other hand was still flipping through the notebook found on the man's body.

Some of the recorded things in it are hard to understand. I know all the nouns, but when they are put together, it makes people a little confused.

'Heavenly Punishment', 'Supply', '75,39' 'Medicine', 'Three Streets', '756h'...

There are straight lines in the middle connecting these nouns.

Most of them are unknown, but some of them can still find some clues.

The two waited until the flames extinguished and then covered the black and gray land with yellow mud. New turf should grow out soon.

After returning to the yard with the trophies, the two took the clothes off the clothesline in the yard. They went to the bathroom first and washed themselves thoroughly before returning to the house.

The door of the brick house was locked, and the dog inside couldn't get out.

Zhao Yeqing groaned and apologized to them.

Just now, fearing that the dogs would be in danger if they rushed out and disrupt the plan, they locked the front and back doors of the brick house and deliberately walked through the front door to lure them.

It had been several hours, and the dogs hadn't eaten yet, neither had the two of them, and the livestock at home were still hungry.

The two people who wanted to quickly go back to the room to study the trophies could only turn around and go out to feed the livestock and dogs that were waiting to be fed.

No matter how well they adapted, but after experiencing this kind of thing, they still had no appetite for a while. After feeding, the two of them went back to the room without eating.

Mu Xi opened the notebook and carefully adjusted the radio on the bedside according to the numbers with the h mark on it.

Surprisingly, there was still no reaction at all.

The two looked at each other, both seeing a little loss in each other's eyes.

Zhao Yeqing turned the knob a few times to lengthen the antenna above, but the radio was still as quiet as a chicken and made no sound.

Mu Xi thought this was the frequency band Hertz, and it seemed that his happiness was in vain.

Zhao Yeqing was a little surprised that his mood swings were so obvious. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said comfortingly: "Maybe it's because it's not time yet. Let's wait a little longer."

It seems that some people have no interest in the outside world at all.

Mu Xi could only turn his attention to the remaining things, "This walkie-talkie looks better than the one we had before. Maybe the signal can be transmitted farther. We can try it another day... The remaining ones are the most valuable. Yes, it should be these guns."

There are two boxes of bullets for the pistol and two boxes for the rifle. The number of bullets is not many, but if someone comes to cause trouble next time, the two of them can improve their self-protection ability.

After struggling all morning, Zhao Yeqing's stomach finally growled. He no longer had any appetite, so he still had to eat and drink due to physiological reactions.

She stood up and stretched her neck. She looked at the originally broken window in the house and it was still covered with plastic film. She thought that it could be replaced now. Even if someone came to take revenge next time, it would probably not break into pieces. Miss this window.

If you don't change it after a while, the weather will get warmer and there will be more mosquitoes. It will be more troublesome to change it.

Walking to the window, they thought about measuring the size of the window. The two of them moved several windows back from the tourist area, and they also had cut glass. They didn't know whether it would be more convenient to replace the glass directly or simply replace the window.

After tearing off the translucent and somewhat blurry plastic film, the view outside the front yard becomes extremely clear.

She immediately stayed where she was and said blankly without looking back:

"It seems...we have a trophy more valuable than a gun."