Li Xiaocao couldn't stand it anymore either.

"Yuchun, I haven't finished sorting the beans yet."

"Why don't you let Commander Huo and Zhao Zhao clean up the house themselves, and you come and help me out?"

"Stay here for dinner tonight."

He Yuchun was still very cautious when dealing with Li Xiaocao.

Although she wanted to feel a sense of belonging with Mingzhao, Li Xiaocao was the one who would affect her future happiness.

She knew perfectly well who was more important and who was less important.

So he left the clump of weeds behind and said with a smile to Howard and the others, especially Minglang, "Well, I have something to do over there, so you guys go ahead and do your thing. I won't bother you any longer."

A moment later, He Yuchun's loud voice came from next door: "Sister Xiaocao, how can I eat here? Food is so precious these days, I'll eat at home."

"Come on, let me continue helping you sort the beans."

"It's nothing, you've helped me so much..."

"Hey, if you put it that way, I wouldn't dare help you..."

Li Xiaocao then said, "Then you should go back first. It's getting late. I need to prepare dinner."

He Yuchun's smile froze.

He could only reply, "Okay, then you go ahead with your work, I'll head back now. I'm going back to prepare dinner too!"

...

Minglang shook his head helplessly: "What's wrong with Sister He? Why is she so overly familiar?"

Howard remained silent and glanced at Mingzhao.

Mingzhao didn't care about He Yuchun's performance at all.

She pulled two things out of the bulging pockets of her work jacket.

Howard and Minglang's eyes both turned to them.

They were two square metal objects, their outer shells riveted together with rough aluminum sheets, each topped with a knob and a small antenna...

"Lunchbox?"

"So small!" Minglang exclaimed in surprise.

What can this tiny thing, no bigger than the palm of your hand, do?

Mingzhao handed the two aluminum boxes to the two men respectively.

Howard and Minglang were both stunned!

Looking at the aluminum box handed to me, it looked unremarkable, even ugly enough to make you want to laugh.

Looking at Mingzhao's calm and composed face, which remained unmoved even when questioned by Minglang, she was momentarily speechless.

“This is a portable shortwave communicator,” Mingzhao explained succinctly.

"The effective range tested so far covers the entire northern part of the city. According to the test results, the call quality and clarity are far superior to current solid-state phones."

She pointed to the numbers handwritten in paint on the side of each aluminum box, the handwriting so neat it looked like they were drawn with a ruler.

Then he took out his communicator, rotated the button, pressed the raised button on the side, and spoke into the simple microphone at the end: "Toilet call. Frequency XXXX. Target: Howard."

After saying that, release the button.

A few seconds later.

Howard's communicator beeped urgently.

Mingzhao took the communicator from Howard and pressed the button.

"Zzz...Received!"

At the same time, Mingzhao's voice came through the communicator on his end.

The static from the communicator was particularly jarring in the quiet night, and it greatly shocked Howard and Minglang.

Howard held the aluminum box that Mingzhao handed back to him.

Hearing the clear voice coming from inside, his pupils suddenly contracted!

Even with his unwavering will, he was still shaken to his core by the impact of this "gift" that was ahead of its time!

This... could this be what Mingzhao produced after working tirelessly for several days at the Red Star Machinery Factory?

If this thing could be used on the battlefield, it would be an invaluable communication tool!

This is a groundbreaking change.

Minglang's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He glanced at the box with the number 02 in his hand, then at the number 01 in Howard's hand, and finally at Mingzhao, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg!

"Zhaozhao! This...this really was created by you? This...this is incredible! This is simply a miracle!"

Minglang was so excited he wanted to jump up and tell the whole world that his sister had figured out something amazing!

The immense shock and excitement instantly dispelled the doubts from before.

Mingzhao nodded, though he felt their shock was somewhat unnecessary.

After arriving on this planet and beginning her research, countless people were astonished by her. The astonishment never ceased.

She retrieved her number 03, adding, "The basic functions have been verified. It improves information transmission efficiency by at least 300% for emergency communication. And it doesn't rely on a fixed line."

She could still think that if she had had this, Howard wouldn't have waited for her for so long outside the research institute.

"With this, we can contact each other if there's any emergency!"

Minglang nodded eagerly.

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Mingzhao: "Are these all? Are there any others? Let's get one for Grandpa back home too! He'll be so happy."

"Oh, by the way, Zhao Zhao, I need to tell you something. It's about Huang Weiguo and his wife..."

Minglang carefully observed Mingzhao's expression and found that he did not react.

She continued hesitantly, "They are spies. And it was because of them that my aunt and uncle died. Actually, they weren't good to you either, were they? The old man got involved in this. Now they've gone to the underworld to find my aunt and uncle."

Mingzhao's eyes flickered, and a rare, intense emotional fluctuation appeared in his pupils.

“You…” Her throat suddenly felt a little dry.

"You mean, they also killed Mingzhao's parents?"

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