A surface camp not far from Jinge City.
A car stopped in front of a two-story building, and someone got out when the door opened.
The man wore black clothes and a hat. Despite it being late at night, he was also wearing sunglasses, with a mask covering most of his face. He warily surveyed the surroundings before knocking on the door.
The door opened.
A woman dressed in blue-green clothes gestured. "Come in."
The man shook his head. "No need. I brought what you wanted."
He took out a thick dossier, handed it to the woman, and then said, "Miss Qing Lian, could you give me some advice?"
Qing Lian took the dossier, glanced at the man, and said, "Hide."
"The fewer people around you, the safer you'll be."
The man gave Qing Lian a grateful look before hurriedly leaving.
Qing Lian took the dossier and left through the back door.
Several days later.
Great Wall Base.
Qing Lian poured all the documents out of the bag, then began examining them one by one.
Hong Zhuang stood by the window with her arms folded and sneered. "What use are these things?"
"Could they possibly tell you where the Human Lord's remains went?"
Qing Lian said as she read, "You don't understand humans. Of course, you have no intention of understanding them either."
"So you don't know that they have a habit of recording and archiving all sorts of things."
"Through this habit, they preserve vast amounts of information and pass it down to later generations."
"These records might not directly state where the Human Lord's remains went."
"But by examining some related information, it won't be difficult to deduce the movements of the Human Lord's remains."
"Look, just like this one..."
Qing Lian waved a report. "This concerns the