"Brother Chao, this thing looks like a walkie-talkie, but it's different from ours. What if I mess with it and accidentally change the frequency?"
Zhang Wei looked at the buttons on the walkie-talkie, feeling like he shouldn't tamper with them.
"It's probably a walkie-talkie. It's because of our lack of education, sigh."
The man called Brother Chao, Lin Chao, sighed at this moment as well.
"Education? What does that have to do with anything?"
Another man who looked somewhat mixed-race didn't seem to care much. Most Outsiders were illiterate or semi-literate, and few could fully recognize characters. He didn't think wasting time on this would increase their survival rate.
"The Chief once said that the purpose of reading is to broaden your horizons and expand your vision. If we were really familiar with the functions of our own walkie-talkies, then even if this one looks different, we'd know how to use it."
Lin Chao spoke in a calm tone.
