"I'm waiting for the darn disc to divine heavenly secrets. I've calculated for half a month, and this darn disc says the solution to the disruption is in this Crown Prince City."
"Now that I'm here, it's pretending to be dead again."
Li said as he brought the disc to his mouth, breathed on it, then wiped it with his sleeve.
No one knows where he learned this trick.
But it was completely useless.
The Celestial Calculation Disc was still vibrating like it had crashed.
"Need my help, Li?" Zhang Ze asked.
"No need."
"Alright then, I'll let you busy yourself. I'm off to find something."
"Find what?" asked Li.
Zhang Ze replied, "Find an antenna. The antenna for my radio is missing."
Li responded with an 'oh', but didn't understand.
Leaving Li alone in the garden striking poses, Zhang Ze followed the compass on the radio, turned a few corners, and arrived in front of a two-story building.
Judging by its size, it should be the residence of Marquis Qiang.
