บท 740: Ringing

Time waited for no one. Shang Jianyao volunteered to move the radio transceiver out of the jeep's trunk.

Jiang Baimian took the opportunity to quickly draft a message. As she translated the words into code, she sent the telegram.

Amidst the tapping sounds, Long Yuehong couldn't help but mutter, "Is it possible that we can't send it out at all…"

They were now trapped in Master Zhuang's dream, and the act of sending the telegram might just be their hallucination.

Upon hearing Long Yuehong's worry, the honest Shang Jianyao scoffed. "Why don't you say that the attempt to call the mysterious number later might be useless because it's an illusion? Why don't you say that detonating the nuclear warhead only exists in our dreams and can't be reflected in reality?"

Long Yuehong—who was already vexed and uneasy—didn't shrink back and replied, "I just didn't have the time to say it."