Setting aside the matter of the list and the jade, Yan Luo called Sasa over, mainly for the metal plate.
Sitting on the couch, Sasa held the metal plate closely, examining it carefully.
In the Abyss, there was no opportunity to clean one's body. Although the exoskeleton could keep the body clean, not showering for over ten days was still uncomfortable.
Yan Luo had gone to shower, leaving Sasa alone in the living room.
Sasa rubbed the metal plate with her fingertip, contemplating the story recorded on it.
From its appearance, the metal plate seemed to be a singular, molded object, shield-shaped, and it recorded a complete story.
Out of the four items left by Wen Chongwu, Yan Luo could understand the functions of the two lists and the jade, but he could never grasp the mystery of the metal plate.
