"Brother Chao, this thing's a walkie-talkie, right? But it doesn't look like the ones we have. Could we mess up the frequency if we fiddle with it?"
Zhang Wei studied the buttons on the walkie-talkie, feeling like he shouldn't touch any of them.
"It should be a walkie-talkie. We really should've read more books, huh?"
Lin Chao, whom he called Brother Chao, sighed.
"Read books? What does that have to do with this?"
Another man, who looked a little mixed-race, seemed unconvinced. Most people from the Outer City were illiterate or barely literate, and even those who could recognize all the characters were few and far between. He didn't think wasting time on this would improve their chances of survival.
"The society president said that reading helps broaden our thinking and expand our horizons. If we really understand how our walkie-talkies work, then we'll know how to use this one even if it looks different."
Lin Chao spoke calmly.
Beside them, a girl who looked a little like Lin Chao, with a delicate, refined air, wrinkled her nose and snorted.
"You say 'the society president said' every day. Give it a rest..."
"I think I've got it."
Before the girl could finish, Lin Chao had figured out how to use the walkie-talkie. He went to the eaves, looked across the way, and let out a deep breath.
After spending a few points of wish power, he could just about manage a translation at this distance.
It was a special ability granted by the World Will, letting them travel through the myriad worlds at a high cost-performance ratio.
As long as the other people all spoke the same language, he only had to choose one of them to translate successfully.
"Hello. We've come to negotiate."
As soon as he finished speaking,