The note was taken out, but the radio must have been damaged. If they wanted to try to listen to other radios later, they might have to get on another car.
Fortunately, it does not affect the performance of the car.
The piece of paper was folded into four and stuck in the middle of the line.
Gu Xingmiao used his fingertips to pick up the piece of paper from the instrument and flipped it over.
...There are words written on it.
It seems expected, but also unexpected.
There isn't much content on it, and it's even written a bit sloppily.
315.
And it is written in Arabic numerals.
number?
What's the meaning?
Gu Xingmiao handed a note to several other people.
Although they are not proficient in Chinese characters, they still know Chinese numbers.
"Could this only apply to a certain special period?" Luosangyu seemed to be pondering.
"Or, what place does this number actually refer to?" Yue Chuliang looked at the note seriously with cold eyes and said slowly.
01 said to Gu Xingmiao: "Xingmiao, drive to a place where there are cars now, and let's go to other cars to take a look--"
“Is there a piece of paper on every car?”
Gu Xingmiao thought so too.
So, after a short rest, everyone set out on their journey again.
"Since the promotional material was first found in Chang'an City, I think it would be better for us to drive back there. Perhaps we can find more clues there." Gu Xingmiao said calmly while driving.
Luosangyu thought for a moment and said, "Okay. Anyway, the cities we passed by were all in darkness. Who knows, the entire Chinese territory might be like this. So why not go to the place where we feel the most connected?"
"But can you bear it if you keep driving?"
Although Gu Xingmiao also took a break, she had been driving for a long time because she was the only one driving.
"It's OK." She seemed to lower her eyes, looking at the steering wheel in her hands, "It doesn't matter, I can still make it back to Chang'an."
But looking at the 4 hours displayed on the navigation, Luosangyu was still a little worried, but he just swallowed the second half of his words.
"If you are really tired, just stop. You can teach me how to drive. I am a quick learner." At this time, Luosang Yu no longer cared about being humble.
"Actually, you can teach me. I'm really interested in this antique car. The last time I didn't succeed, it must have been bad luck. I will definitely succeed this time." Qi Bufan was eager to try.
Gu Xingmiao's hand trembled as he held the steering wheel.
It was not known whether these future people had been deprived of the gene for driving or what, but when she had asked them to try to start the car before, she was shocked by their inability to drive.
It really makes it unsafe for them to drive.
I hope that by the time the pollution doesn't affect us, we'll end up with people lying all over the place because of car accidents.
"It's okay, let me drive." Gu Xingmiao sighed.
…
Perhaps because the journey was quite long, most people chose to take a nap.
Four hours later, the car returned to Chang'an, and a new day was approaching.
Gu Xingmiao was really tired now.
"It's okay. You can go look for clues first. I'll let Weasel help me keep an eye on them." She didn't want to slow down the whole process just because of her own rest.
"Don't worry, I'm here. If there's any danger, I'll tell you the first time." The weasel patted his chest.
The others felt relieved and went to look for clues in other cars on the street.
After everyone left, Gu Xingmiao slowly closed his eyes.
But the weasel beside her stared at her without blinking, and suddenly said: "Gu Xingmiao, are you hiding something from me?"
Gu Xingmiao's voice was a little lazy: "What can I hide from you? You are with me every day."
"We haven't been together for a few days." The weasel's voice became faint, "You almost forgot about me twice in a row..."
Gu Xingmiao: "..." Where did this guy learn these bad human habits? Why is he bringing up old things?!
"You're overthinking it." She closed her eyes completely and leaned back in the driver's seat to rest.
There was still suspicion on the weasel's face: "Are you really not hiding anything from me?"
"...Really not." She uttered these three words speechlessly.
"Okay then." The weasel finally stopped staring at Gu Xingmiao fieryly and looked out the window.
"You humans are so weird."
It seemed to be talking to itself.
"What's strange about that?" Gu Xingmiao couldn't help but open his eyes.
The weasel seemed to have guessed that Gu Xingmiao would reply to it. It continued to stare at the glass without turning its head, and its own furry shadow was reflected on the transparent glass window.
"Everything about you humans is weird." It just said this, but didn't say anything more.
Gu Xingmiao did not continue the conversation on this topic, but closed his eyes again.
What she didn't expect was that she not only fell asleep, but also slept very soundly.
She was actually dreaming.
I haven't had a dream in a long, long time.
Ever since she was bound to the Quick Travel Passerby System, she has been trapped in fatigue and the dilemma of being unable to change the outcome when going to various small dungeons to complete tasks.
After returning to the real world, Gu Xingmiao rarely had dreams.
But she didn't expect that today in the copy of Ancient Earth, in this narrow car, she actually had a dream -
In a dream.
I am just an ordinary person.
There is no binding to any system, no time travel, and the journey is uneventful.
Growing along a very normal path.
The name Gu Xingmiao was given by the director of the orphanage because her surname was Gu. The day she was picked up was a summer night and the stars in the sky were extremely bright.
She was an orphan, so she grew up in an orphanage and was kindly supported by the orphanage.
From elementary school to junior high school, and then to high school and university, I worked part-time while studying.
Gu Xingmiao is like most ordinary humans.
Finally, you become an ordinary adult in society, earning a salary that is just enough to support yourself and living in a rented house in a big city.
She handles company affairs during the day and occasionally chats with colleagues. At night, she lies alone in the rental house, playing with her mobile phone in loneliness and dullness.
Gu Xingmiao always felt like something was missing, and occasionally she would fall into a dazed and empty state. To others, her reactions seemed a little slow.
Even if he had a cat, it couldn't fill this inexplicable emptiness in his heart. Not even a cute cat could fill that void.
Gu Xingmiao, lying on the bed, stretched out his hand as if to grab something, but he could only see the bright white incandescent light.
In the palm of the rolled-up hand, it becomes a small circle, emitting a halo of light.
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