"Ten Thousand Li Great Desert, I am Jin MuLan. I am Jin MuLan."
Shen Lang hurriedly replied, "MuLan, MuLan, I am your husband. I am your husband."
But there was no response from the other side. Instead, her voice continued, "Please record this important information: 3257, 3487, 5528, 4527, 8899..."
Huh?!
Shen Lang was instantly dumbfounded. This scene was not only familiar to his ears, but familiar to his eyes as well.
What kind of operation was this?
Jin MuLan's voice kept coming through, and it was all numbers—a very long string, several hundred digits in all.
Next, Jin MuLan repeated that long string of numbers once more.
Then she said, "Please have the Ten Thousand Li Great Desert make a record of this, and at all costs, deliver it to my husband!"
"Please have the Ten Thousand Li Great Desert make a record of this, and at all costs, deliver it to my husband!"
Shen Lang understood. This was not real-time communication, but one-way reception.
Clearly, the Ancient Empire had achieved considerable results in long-distance communication as well. That was only normal. The Ancient Empire was so vast, with the entire Ten Thousand Li Great Desert within its domain and roughly a hundred city-states. It definitely had some kind of communications system.
MuLan's message might have been sent from an extremely distant place.
Shen Lang said, "Control Center, can you pinpoint the source of this message?"
The Shadow Wall Energy Control Center replied, "This function is unavailable."
Shen Lang hurriedly began deciphering the numerical code in his mind. It was a cipher only he and MuLan understood.
First of all, it referred to an English book.
Shen Lang had written it specifically for MuLan alone. He had written it in English not to show off, but because its contents