"Let's go, first to my house to grab some stuff."
Jiang Yuan and Song Yi looked at each other but didn't say anything and followed him to 0902...
"It's you, Miss..."
The girl on the 11th floor obviously recognized Jiang Yuan.
"I used to set up a stall downstairs, you traded things with me, remember?"
"It's you, I remember..."
Jiang Yuan also appropriately showed a hint of joy but didn't say much.
This person was the original owner of the space; if they knew about this treasure, they would inevitably ask her for it.
Although this behavior was somewhat selfish, what could she do? In the apocalypse, this was considered high quality.
The young man from 0902 came out with a backpack, his face radiant with a big smile, aligning well with his active presence in the group chats—a true sunny boy.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhang Kaiyang, I studied mechanical management, and I am good at various kinds of lock picking."
As he said this, everyone else laughed.
