It wasn't until dawn that Ling Feng and Li Fei'er left together and returned to Capital City.
This time, they didn't go to the research institute but went directly to the safety agency.
Upon meeting Han Wancheng, Ling Feng handed over the photos they had taken before, saying, "Boss, this is what we found. See if you can find someone to decipher it."
"Alright!"
Han Wancheng picked up the images and looked at them, then frowned slightly, "These characters don't look like our Huaxia script!"
"That's because they aren't. When has there ever been such a demented person in Huaxia history researching biological nuclear weapons?"
Ling Feng laughed bitterly and continued, "These words could be from another race or aliens; they shouldn't be left by humans!"
"That's going to be a problem then!"
Han Wancheng furrowed his brows, thought for a moment, then said, "I'll find someone to translate it here, and you should try finding someone too!"
"Me?"
