Yu Shujun stared straight ahead at the flow of traffic during the morning rush hour on the highway and asked, "Right now?"
Wen Nan nodded, "Yes."
"Okay."
Without asking another word, Yu Shujun pulled over to the side of the road.
Sitting in the backseat and looking at her phone, Qiqi suddenly felt the brake and raised her head in confusion to look at the two people up front, "Huh? What's up?"
Wen Nan waved his hand, "Nothing, just continue looking at your Jingu Bang."
Yu Shujun rummaged through her equipment reserve bar for a while and quickly pulled out a round wooden stamp-like tool, holding it in her palm before offering it to Wen Nan.
Wen Nan took over the "wooden stamp" and saw at the bottom, there was a small screen with a blinking cursor, above it was a line of instruction –
[Please enter the message you wish to convey to [Feng Shuihuan] here (remaining capacity 500 bytes):]
500 bytes, the length equivalent to that of a punctuation-free elementary school essay.