Looking down from a high altitude, East Long Mountain was just an insignificant part of the New World. It could be described as a tiny sesame seed.

The Cliff Territory that was within East Long Mountain was even smaller.

It was small to the point where no one would even think that there was a human remnant gathering place in the vast mountain.

Even so, the Cliff Territory was considered a comfortable haven that allowed everyone enough time to rest throughout the night to recover their physical strength.

After the interrogation of the Liu brothers, the soldiers were entrusted to continue detaining them.

Su Mo brought the few things he had obtained and found to sit down so that no one would disturb him.

Many things had happened that night, and he had gained a lot of insight that needed to be sorted out.

The three illustrated books that recorded different aspects were of high value. Even with Su Mo’s extraordinary abilities to remember details, he could only briefly read their outlines in a hurry.

In the future, he would have to go through them day and night to absorb the information and engrave the anecdotes and insights in his head.

Additionally, he had reacquired Scout Robot No. 2 that got lost on East Long Mountain and had stored information about the next mountain.

The little guy must have accidentally fallen into the dark cave that the Liu brothers used to escape when trying to return to the foot of the mountain after completing the expedition.

The scout robot’s logic program judgment must have made a lot of noise when trying to escape.

After the Liu brothers discovered it, they must have temporarily stored it in their storage space because of its extraordinary appearance, which seemed sci-fi, and in fear that the owner would bump into them while looking for it.

The coincident ordeal that night eventually led Su Mo to interrogate them, or else, the scout robot that cost a lot of points would have been lost in the void of their storage space forever.

Besides those two things, Liu Zhi also collected notebooks and a remote control from scavenging the ruins. These items were officially handed over to a new owner.

‘The people of Blazeland must have manufactured these things.

‘This technology does exist on Earth, but we would never use it in such ways!’

Su Mo picked up the brick that looked like a remote control and began to carefully examine it.

In terms of appearance, the thing looked like a telephone from the 90s, and it was incredibly bulky.

The phone was considerably heavy and estimated to weigh about three kilograms.

However, unlike the dull appearance, the finished product seemed to have undergone a sophisticated manufacturing process. There was not a single crack nor gap to open and close the thing on it.

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The item looked as if it was made by nature.

‘Maybe I should try to use the system to analyze it?’

Su Mo squinted his eyes, and green lights began to spread upon his summoning.

A few seconds later, the green light retracted and gave a very brief description of the item.

[?? Communicator (Normal)]

[Description: A device that can be used to communicate with the specified call receiver. It is exceptionally robust and can withstand most physical impacts without sustaining damage.]

[Battery: 17%/100% (Talk time is 4 minutes and 2 seconds when switched on.)]

[Charging method: Specific charging container]

[Specified call receiver: ???]

[Switch on method: Locked (500 survival points are required to unlock)]

[Evaluation: It is essential to some people and can also be insignificant to some people.]

”Specified call receiver?

‘Where is this connected to?

‘Since the specified call receiver has already been configured, it means that the frequency of the communicator had already been set to a certain point in the wasteland.

‘Under these conditions, even if I knew the call receiver’s frequency, I wouldn’t be able to connect without decoding this thing.’

Such a valuable item was rare even in the era of civilization. Top executives mostly used these things to communicate across borders or issue orders that would affect the world order.

However, in the wasteland…

‘This thing is highly likely to be related to the secrets of Blazeland. I shouldn’t act rashly with it.

‘I’ll put it aside for now. It will have to wait until I’ve returned and settled back in the basin.”

Su Mo could feel a sense of danger from it.

The feeling he had was not groundless but a premonition from Oreo’s sixth sense.