Gu Tao turned around and began to rummage through his bag, pulling out a wrinkled set of summer clothes and a pair of worn flip-flops. After putting on this outfit, the slobby, lackluster Gu Tao instantly returned.
"Captain, do you need to use the communicator?"
"No need," Gu Tao put on his watch. "Sometimes when you're unprepared is when you see the most genuine reactions, and that's the emotional data I need."
"You're just scared."
"Shut up!"
As he emerged from the bomb shelter, a wave of heat hit him. Although Gu Tao felt he had only slept for a while, when he had arrived the place was desolate, but now it was lush and filled with the sounds of cicadas and birds. He carefully stepped out from the overgrown weeds and then at the entrance noticed several patches of charred remains, which looked like someone had burned paper there.
