Before setting out, Lamias didn't have a ground phone... In such high-intensity battles, any electronic products carried are likely to be scrapped, so finding a fixed phone was considered quite good.
Even though the phone in front of her was an old rotary dial relic—Lamias didn't hesitate to pick up the receiver, pressing it against her neck, then slid her finger into the dial.
Several seconds later... tens of seconds later... a minute later, Lamias suddenly put the receiver back, walked away with a cold face.
The phone was functional, had signal, clearly capable of calling the outside world.
But Lamias discovered a shocking fact—that after getting used to modern smartphones, she didn't have the habit of memorizing phone numbers... except her own.
"The school is not far from here, at most half an hour's drive."
"That woman named Eve, her surgical skills are unexpectedly superb, but now the pain feels stronger, probably because the anesthesia has worn off."
