Old Wang swallowed, then continued, "On another front, we found a source transmitting electromagnetic signals."
"Didn't we broadcast electromagnetic waves at the start and receive a response? This source should be what sent it."
"You mean there are still people alive?" Zhang Ming's expression immediately changed.
A survivor was worth far more than any machine.
"No, no, there probably aren't any survivors, or they would have shown themselves long ago. The signal source is on the top floor of a pyramid-shaped building. We suspect it's an unattended radio station. This civilization hasn't been extinct for long, only a few months. Quite a few machines are still functioning normally."
"As long as we can crack these machines, we should obtain plenty of information, so there's no need to venture into the continent's interior a second time to investigate."
"Of course, unmanned exploration is far too slow... We'll still need a little help from you when the time comes, to find that radio station that's still running on the pyramid's upper floors. Of course, the investigation will mainly be handled by investigators dispatched by the humans and the Snake People themselves. You just need to keep an eye on them from the sidelines and make sure not too many die."
Zhang Ming thought for a moment. "That shouldn't be much of a problem. Have you asked the Macrosteel People? What do they know about the Nether Domain Calamity?"
"We have." Old Wang smiled bitterly. "They don't have any worlds that fled the disaster over there. They know even less than we do."
"This disaster has only just begun spreading. We may still have some time."
"Let's hope so."
Days passed. Zhang Ming felt that his physical condition was good and that his quarantine could more or less end, so he