"The mechanism inside the hidden box is triggered by direction, not by specific latitude and longitude."
Li Ang picked up the wooden box and compass together, quickly walking toward the right side of the living room. "The box is a testament to our first encounter..."
This statement seemed to hint that the contents of the box are related to the maker's love.
Could it be that they met each other because of this compass?
But if that's the case, why does the compass have no cover?
Could the creator have deliberately damaged the token of love to make the hidden box? Is that necessary?"
Li Ang pondered as he approached the door, gently placing the compass into the circular groove on the door frame.
Click.
The compass fits snugly into the circular groove, and the wooden door swings open to reveal a corridor extending downwards.
The lights in the corridor seem to be voice-activated, lighting up as soon as Li Ang's leather boots stepped onto the stairway.
