At this moment, Han Ruiming and his sister frowned as they looked at Chen Yu and his group's full set of equipment. This didn't seem like something an amateur would do.
Suddenly, Han Ruiming seemed to remember something and whispered a few words in Han Wantong's ear. Han Wantong raised an eyebrow and was slightly taken aback.
He then turned to Chen Yu and said, "Mr. Chen, may I examine your winter clothing?"
"Whatever you want," Chen Yu said calmly.
Han Wantong nodded, stepped forward, and came to Chen Yu's side.
He reached out and gently touched Chen Yu's winter coat.
This cold-weather suit looks no different from ordinary gear, but when Han Wantong's fingers glided over the delicate material, she could vaguely feel a slightly unusual texture.
After hesitating for a moment, she poked it again with force, feeling a hard, unyielding sensation at her fingertips.
Han Wantong's expression immediately changed drastically, and she said to Han Ruiming, "Brother, come and take a look."
Upon hearing this, Han Ruiming stepped forward and carefully examined Chen Yu's winter clothing. He then frowned and asked, "Bulletproof?"
Chen Yu nodded slightly and smiled, "It's just a necessary defensive measure, no need to make such a fuss, is there?"
"But how could you possibly have professional bulletproof combat suits?" Han Wantong asked in a deep voice.
"You don't need to worry about that. We've cooperated in everything we were supposed to. Are you done? If you are, leave as soon as you're done!" Chen Yu said calmly.
"You..." Han Wantong was speechless for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and looked at Lin Lele again. Without saying a word, she grabbed her directly.
"Hey~ Get away from me, you pervert!" Lin Lele yelled, backing away as she did so.
Although Lin Lele dodged in time, Han Wantong still managed to feel the material of the chest area of Lin Lele's clothes.
A chill ran through her; sure enough, it was another set of bulletproof combat gear.
"I...I didn't mean it!" Qiao Meng waved her hands hurriedly when she saw Han Wantong reaching out her evil claws towards her.
However, it was too late; Han Wantong successfully groped his chest.
However, Han Wantong breathed a slight sigh of relief after touching the material of Qiao Meng's clothes. Fortunately, it was soft, and it was just an ordinary winter coat.
Then, she looked at the remaining Niu Ke and the driver Xiao Yang.
When Niu Ke saw Han Wantong's gaze sweep over him, he immediately puffed out his chest and raised his head, looking quite smug, as if to say, "Come on, come and check me out!"
To his disappointment, Han Wantong did not take any further action. Instead, she said to Chen Yu with a serious expression, "Mr. Chen, I think you should know that these are special times. Bulletproof suits are, to some extent, more sensitive than firearms and more likely to cause unnecessary misunderstandings and conflicts. Fortunately, there are only two bulletproof combat suits for the five of you. Otherwise, we would have to question your true purpose."
"And then?" Chen Yu asked calmly.
"Given that the equipment you are carrying exceeds normal defense requirements, we need to register your names and places of origin. We hope you understand." Han Wantong said with a hint of apology. After all, in this period of social disorder, revealing one's information to strangers would undoubtedly bring unnecessary risks.
However, Chen Yu didn't care about this at all, and instead readily asked everyone to cooperate with Han Wantong's work.
Han Wantong was also somewhat surprised by this, thinking to herself, "They wouldn't just make up some information to fool me, would they?"
However, given the limited circumstances, she couldn't very well ask the other party to show their ID for verification. Whether the other party was lying or not, she could only rely on her intuition to make a decision.
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Next, Han Wantong began to ask everyone questions one by one.
"Name?"
"Yang Haotian".
"Place of origin?"
"Baqing City..."
What was your occupation before the natural disaster?
"Ordinary company employee."
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"Qiao Meng, Kyoto City... reporter..."
"Lin Lele, currently residing in Anping District, Zhongyang City, is a secretary..."
Soon, the driver Xiao Yang, Qiao Meng, and Lin Lele finished registering, and Han Wantong turned her gaze to Chen Yu and Niu Kesi.
"Old Niu, you are of noble status, you go first," Chen Yu said with a smile.
"Mr. Chen is too kind. Alright, then I won't refuse." Niu Ke said with feigned modesty, then straightened his back, ready to answer Han Wantong's questions.
When Han Wantong heard Chen Yu speak so highly of a foreigner, she couldn't help but frown. Was a foreigner necessarily more noble than the people of Great Xia? Her knees were practically too weak to bend.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a significant drop in her opinion of Chen Yu.
However, he quickly composed himself and focused on continuing her work.
"Name?" Han Wantong's gaze fell on Niu Kesi, her voice carrying a hint of scrutiny. After all, he was a foreigner, and in this special period, she had to be even more cautious.
“Elon Reeve Newsk.” Newsk’s voice was loud and confident, without the slightest hesitation or concealment.
“Elon Reeve Newsk?” Han Wantong repeated, her brows furrowing slightly. The name sounded somewhat familiar.
“Yes, beautiful lady, you can also call me Newsk.” Newsk replied with a smile.
“Hao, Mr. Niu Ke. So, what country are you from?” Han Wantong continued to ask.
“Merika, I had been living in Haidu for some time before the disaster due to work,” Niu Ke replied, exceeding the expected amount.
What kind of work do you mainly do?
"Haha, there are so many! New energy vehicles, rockets, interstellar spaceships, artificial intelligence..."
"Wait!" Han Wantong suddenly interrupted Niu Kesi, her face serious. "Sir, we are conducting a very serious information registration. I hope you can answer my questions properly!"
Niu Ke was stunned when he heard this; he didn't quite understand what Han Wantong meant.
Seeing Han Wantong's serious expression, Niu Kesui panicked and couldn't help but cast a pleading look at Chen Yu.
“He’s a science fiction writer,” Chen Yu said casually, too lazy to explain to Han Wantong.
"A writer?" Han Wantong looked at Niu Ke with some suspicion, clearly not quite believing it.
"Alright," Chen Yu said impatiently, "My information is all here, go register it yourself."
As Chen Yu spoke, he took out an ID card and handed it to Han Wantong.
Han Wantong was surprised to see that Chen Yu was carrying his ID card with him. She put Niu Si Ke aside, took Chen Yu's ID card, examined it carefully, and made a registration.
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