In the photo, the young man, who was less than twenty, had dark brown hair, had a few scattered freckles on his face, and his eyes were dark blue and almost black.

His facial features are not outstanding, he is just an ordinary Honghe person.

The middle-aged man next to him looked similar to his eyebrows and eyes, and he was obviously related to blood at first glance.

The middle-aged man has a messy hairstyle, his beard is not so clean, his smile is quite honest, but his eyes are a bit clever.

Judging from the clothes and dress, the family situation of the two men is completely unfavorable. It can only be said that they do not belong to the poor, but they cannot reach the middle class.

Shang Jianyao stretched out his right palm covering the metal skeleton and pointed at the young man in the photo and said:

"That 'son who holds the year'?"

"It should be." Gnava moved the metal-cast neck up and down. "Normal people would not put other people's photos in their room openly. There must be one of them here, and I prefer the younger one."

"Why?" Shang Jianyao always had a hobby of breaking the casserole to ask the end.

Gnava stretched out her silver-black finger and clicked the young man in the photo:

"The 'Son of the Year' was about twenty-four years old when the old world was destroyed. This can't be the photo he took at the end of the chaotic era or the early days of the new calendar?"

"Why can't it?" The honest Shang Jianyao asked, "I don't allow the one next to me to be the 'Zhi Sui', and is he the 'Zhi Sui'?"

"From the background of the photos, the style of the clothes, the degree of new and old..." Gnava explained a lot in detail.

Shang Jianyao slapped his chest with his right hand holding the photo frame and made a sudden realization:

"So that's how it is."

Gnava kindly reminded:

"If you take a few more photos, the picture of the Heavenly Protective Years will be damaged."

It doesn't matter whether the photo frame will break or not.

"Don't learn from the little red crow's mouth." Shang Jianyao complained, eagerly tore off the transparent tape, carefully folded the picture of the Heavenly Protective Year, and put it back in his pocket.

He looked at the photo again and nodded:

“This should have been filmed by ‘Son of the Year’ in the past few years before the destruction of the Old World.

"Then, is the person next to him the 'Twisted Shadow' of April?"

"Should." Gnava answered cautiously.

"No." Shang Jianyao himself refuted himself, "The exact name is the descendant of the 'Twisted Shadow'."

As he said that, he laughed:

"He looks very ordinary, how come he looks like a descendant?"

"Du Shaochong, the descendant of 'Zhuangsheng', is also relatively ordinary." Gnava reminded.

"He studies well!" Shang Jianyao responded loudly.

He immediately returned to normal volume:

"Xiao Chong's aesthetic is also very distinctive. Not everyone can bear the color matching of tomato scrambled eggs. Moreover, he also likes games!"

Gnava's eyes flashed red, and she thought for a full ten seconds before she could choose an object to imitate:

"Yeah yeah."

Shang Jianyao looked at the middle-aged man in the photo again:

"Maybe it's the real person who doesn't show his appearance."

He opened the frame and carefully checked the photo, but found no other clues.

"Can you take this photo away?" Shang Jianyao turned his head and looked at Gnava.

"Are you asking me?" Gnava had long discovered that Dabai was not there, so he fed this guy to do it.

Shang Jianyao shook his head:

"no.

“I’m asking about the ‘Twisted Shadow’ of April.”

After saying that, he bent his arms and posed for showing his biceps.

At the same time, he shouted loudly:

“Muscle first!”

This is the prayer movement and slogan of the Holy Being faith in the "Twisted Shadow".

After shouting, Shang Jianyao hurriedly looked around.

Seeing that the sun was still bright, he handed the photo to Gnava and asked him to put it away.

And he himself checked the things on the desk.

This is mainly stationery such as pens and several books.

The latter includes "Super Power Analysis", "Switch of Consciousness", and "Mystery of the Human Body"...

"It can be seen that the 'Son of the Year' is seeking an explanation of the awakened person's abilities, whether it is scientific or unscientific, he is reading it." Gnava picked up the books and looked through, recorded and analyzed at the speed of counting the bills.

Shang Jianyao was "shocked":

"Isn't it given by his father?"

"This shows that he does not agree with this explanation." Gnava made a judgment.

Shang Jianyao was excited and immediately informed Jiang Baimian of this discovery with the help of the communication system of the military exoskeleton device.

Jiang Baimian said thoughtfully to himself:

"He believes that the nature of awakening has nothing to do with the sacrificial power, and that sacrificial power can only be used?

"What did his senile father tell him?"

"It's possible." Shang Jianyao replied with relief.

Jiang Baimian immediately ordered:

“Bring these books back.

"Lao Ge remembers to scan it all and do the backup and analysis."

"No problem." Gnava found paper and ropes on the spot, tied the books into packages, and hung them on her body.

——He and Shang Jianyao’s backpacks were all filled with them.

Immediately afterwards, Shang Jianyao asked Jiang Baimian with great interest:

"Do you want to take away the bag of bear cookies on the table?"

"Bear biscuits?" Jiang Baimian was a little surprised.

Shang Jianyao nodded vigorously:

"Yes, there is also a bag of bear biscuits on the table. The production date is from the beginning of the 37th year of the New Calendar, and it is produced locally."

This bag of cookies is placed next to the ink bottle and the shell is brown and yellow kraft paper.

"Koninmis still maintains a production line for bear biscuits? Is this too extravagant?" Jiang Baimian said to himself in confusion.

Although Corningmis suffered no blow when the old world was destroyed, and both factories and farmland were preserved quite well, its surrounding areas were swallowed up by ice fields and could no longer provide them with food.

In other words, their grain output can only support their lives, and factory production is mainly to meet basic living needs and imported energy.

Shang Jianyao expressed his understanding:

"Maybe that 'Son of the Year' likes bear cookies very much. As a savior, it is a bit privileged and wasting some resources is acceptable."

"He is 81 years old in the 37th year of the New Calendar." Jiang Baimian muttered.

"Maybe this is his childhood memory." Shang Jianyao argued with reason.

Thinking of the various strange "habits" of the awakened ones, Jiang Baimian said nothing and said directly:

"Check the cookies, so you don't have to take them away if you have any problems."

"Okay." Shang Jianyao was a little disappointed.

After Gnava's identification, this is a bag of ordinary bear biscuits.

At this time, Shang Jianyao found a document under several books.

The document content is a plan to add a power plant. One is to purchase coal from Gesterburg and build a new thermal power plant. The other is to find ways to get related technologies and corresponding materials from the old world and build a nuclear power plant on its own.

Next to the latter plan, someone wrote the word "Agree" and signed his own name:

Brooklyn Garland.

"The name of the 'Son of the Year'?" Shang Jianyao handed the document to Gnava.

Gnava moved the metal-cast neck:

"It's basically certain."

Shang Jianyao immediately thought with great enthusiasm:
To be continued...