"The Eighth Research Institute..." Jiang Baimian repeated the term in a low voice.

Obviously, she had never heard of such an organization before.

Bai Chen, Shang saw that Yao and Long Yuehong were the same, and his eyes looked at Qiao Chu with a little more admiration.

The mysterious origin and strong combination have always been an effective element that makes people fascinated.

Jiang Baimian, wearing a helmet, had his lips twitched, as if he was organizing language, and wanted to further ask where the Eighth Institute is located, what technology it inherits, what relationship it has with the old world, and why he sent a special commissioner to the ruins of the city located deep in the swamp.

Before she could speak, Qiao Chu turned around and walked to the right, leaving only a light sentence:

"Take off the exoskeleton device and save electricity."

"Okay." Jiang Baimian agreed in one go.

This itself is what she wants to do.

——Today, the electricity accumulated by the solar charging panel was given to the Jeep, but now it is already night.

Although they have a spare high-performance battery, they must try to make their energy more abundant and prepared for any trouble in such a weird old world city.

When Bai Chen helped Jiang Baimian take off the military exoskeleton device, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong looked at their current location.

The first thing that caught their eye was an LCD screen, which was at least two circles larger than the 495-layer "Activity Center" and hung on the wall in front of the right, which was extremely eye-catching.

"This is a good thing..." Long Yuehong sighed and was eager to try.

If you can pick up the company, then move it back to the company, even if it is broken, I don’t know how many contribution points you can exchange for.

Although these are mostly items that need to be handed in, the company will also give certain rewards at its discretion.

Qiao Chu walked to the window on the far right and glanced at Long Yuehong and said:

"There is such a monitor behind most of the glass windows in the buildings you just saw."

Long Yuehong recalled the tall buildings she witnessed before and blurted out:

"so much?"

He then asked Qiao Chu with a little confusion:

"Why did you suddenly say this?"

Shang Jianyao next to him interrupted with a smile:

"It means that you have to pick up more valuable picking of garbage!"

"This is a 'rich mine'." Bai Chen added with a certain agreed term among the wilderness wanderers.

"Rich Mining" means that the area is rich in various resources and there is no need to worry about picking up anything for a certain period of time.

In this case, because there are only a limited number of items that can be carried at a time, you have to carefully select and live up to your own exploration.

It's like entering a gold mine, and you must stuff more gold into your bag, rather than ordinary stones.

Long Yuehong thought about it carefully, deeply agreed with Shang Jianyao's words, and continued to look at the things around him:

Below the LCD screen with multiple stains on the surface was a group of long short wooden cabinets. It looked gray and barely recognizable as it was originally milky white.

On the low wooden cabinet is a green water cup, two electronic devices with lines, the size of a palm, and a transparent long-angle bottle.

About one-third of the dirty water remains in the bottle, and some black debris floated above it.

This is consistent with Jiang Baimian's previous judgment:

If the city had not been "maintained" since the destruction of the Old World, the water in the bottle should have evaporated-the windows were closed and the houses were dry, unlike rain that had floated.

Facing the wall facing the hanging LCD screen is a coffee table of the same style and color as the low wooden cabinet, with some dirty water cups and a pack of dark black paper on it.

There is a trash can full of holes on the left side of the coffee table, with blue translucent plastic bags inside; on the door side of the coffee table, there is a group of cloth sofas that look very dirty, I don’t know if it was originally a snow-green or dark gray; there is a faded folding stool between the coffee table and the low wooden cabinet, which is pink on the surface of the stool, and the outline and pattern seem to form a cartoon-like pig; on the right side of the coffee table is a relatively wide area, where Qiao Chu stood.

Behind Qiao Chu is a row of dusty wooden railings, with several large glass standing on the outside of the railing, acting as walls.

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong did not learn what this kind of window was called in textbooks, but I just heard Qiao Chu call them floor-to-ceiling windows, and I thought it was quite vivid.

On both sides of the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a hand washing area with a stone platform, and a few brown and red tiles are piled up.

The soil in the clay pot is yellowish-brown and has certain dryness and cracks. The plants planted inside seem to have been destroyed long ago and are buried deep in the ground without any trace.

There was an aisle ahead of Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, and there seemed to be several rooms inside.

On the left side, there was a small round table, and above it was a tablecloth with a few flowers embroidered. The original white tablecloth was almost dark gray.

Around this round table, there are four ordinary backrest chairs with mottled milky white paint.

One of them had obvious cracks and the wood inside looked severely corroded.

The round table faced, and near the gate, there was a semi-open room. Shang Jianyao saw the same rice cooker as his own at a glance.

It also has the shell coating peeled off, and there are many rusts in the area.

Next to the rice cooker are two metal objects that are suspected to be stoves. There are two large and small pots on them. The big one is iron black, the small one is pink on the outside and the inside is gray and white on the inside.

In addition to these, Shang Jianyao also saw faucets, metal sinks and various cabinets.

Based on his common sense, he came to the conclusion that this should be the kitchen.

"Luxury..." Long Yuehong beside him looked over and sighed.

Shang Jianyao nodded in agreement and said:

"Yes, right."

In their perception, rooms with kitchens are already assigned by senior employees, and rooms with such large kitchens may have to go to the management residence in the "living area" to find them.

While speaking, Shang Jianyao raised his feet and quietly retreated step by step.

Qiao Chu looked over with a glance.

At this time, Shang saw that Yao had retreated to the door and looked up.

"605..." He read out the house number.

"What are you doing?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.

"There are five rooms on each floor, and each unit has a total of twenty or thirty floors, and each building has several units..." Shang Jianyao said to himself, "There are hundreds of rooms like this big one."

Qiao Chu obviously didn't catch Shang Jianyao's focus on thinking, and said calmly:

"Come in and close the door at will."

After Shang Jianyao closed the door gently, Long Yuehong came to his senses:

“There are seven or eight buildings here, and there are more buildings around…

“Is this the old world?”

Shang Jianyao ignored him, squatted down and opened the wooden cabinet on the right side of the entrance.

The stale smell instantly floated out, and rows of shoes of all kinds were placed quietly inside the wooden cabinet.

"Close!" Qiao Chu pinched his nose and said.

Shang Jianyao didn't go and looked closely, and suddenly closed the cabinet door.

Long Yuehong sighed again:

"luxury!"

What kind of family does this have so many shoes!

At this time, the sunset had sunk below the horizon, and the sky was made of gray metal, reflecting some light.

Shang Jianyao and others looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw that the whole city became darker, and the tall buildings seemed to be isolated islands, being swallowed up by increasingly fierce dark "tides".

Their heart seemed to sink as well.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the neighborhood not far away, and a "bang" sound came out.

Jiang Baimian and others looked at each other and made a judgment at the same time:

This is the sound of gunfire!

Someone just shot!

Before they could speak, hoarse roars sounded around the area.

The roar quickly "spread" and responded from all directions, one after another.

"roar!"

"Woo!"

Such movements are endless, and they are all approaching the gunshot block.

The city that had just been completely dead became lively.

A minute or two passed, the roar calmed down, and the whole city fell into extreme silence again.

Jiang Baimian, who had already taken off his military exoskeleton device, frowned slightly and thought for a few seconds:

"The unintentional one?"

As far as she knows, many urban ruins have "unintentional" stays and wanders, and the specific number depends on how many local ecosystems and residual materials can support.
To be continued...