Inside the Black Wind Camp.
Yu Hong scavenged the remnants of two corpses but, after some time, found nothing of value; everything had been scorched by high temperatures, making it impossible to identify the original items.
He frowned and first approached the translation device being enhanced.
The translator on the wooden table was a palm-sized, black, square metal box with a large LCD screen embedded on top, complete with full-color touch display.
A camera and microphone were attached to the edges, enabling real-time translation of external speech.
At this moment, the countdown on the translator's surface indicated that only a few minutes remained.
Yu Hong wiped his forehead, sweat dripping from his body after returning from a workout; he decided to remove his clothes and take a quick shower.
Sss.
He opened the cooling water pipe; the hot water flowing out seemed slightly less than before.
