There Are Others

"I'll notify them right away."

As she spoke, Qi Hancai adjusted the Walkie-Talkie's Frequency Band and explained the matter to the radio station, having them contact the Korean shelter directly to finalize it.

A reply soon came from the other side. The Korean Central Broadcast Station had also agreed to the time, and the supply exchange was set for noon tomorrow.

After hanging up the Walkie-Talkie, Qi Hancai asked, "Do we need to prepare anything in advance?"

Wu Heng thought for a moment as well. "Didn't they say they were collecting my photos? Just find someone to give them one. Preferably someone who's already gone."

"Understood. I'll arrange it later," Qi Hancai agreed.

With that matter settled.

Wu Heng continued, "Have there been any new updates from the other bases?"

Nothing had come through about the auction for several days.

He still needed to confirm whether anything had changed.

Qi Hancai took out the small notebook where she kept records from her pocket, glanced at it, and said, "There haven't been any problems. Sister Yahong mentioned the matter of the talisman books to the Central Broadcast Station. They may think the books hold some secret, so they agreed, but they still haven't sent them over."

It seemed that asking to borrow those books had made the Central Broadcast Station suspicious.

They might have thought the talisman books had some special effect.

After all, Zombies and ghosts had appeared, and talismans could work too. It was not particularly strange.

"Let them study them. There's no need to keep asking about it," Wu Heng said indifferently.

The talismans were not particularly effective. He only wanted to combine them with magic scroll techniques and give it a try.

Even if the Central Broadcast Station worked themselves to death, they would not be able