The guard stepped forward to report to Thomas. Turning sideways, everyone could see a huge safe sixty centimeters long and wide placed on the table.

"Mr. Musk, do you want us?" Thomas hesitated.

If it were something left by Mr. Ji, it would be a bit excessive if they used violent means to open it.

But if there are any dangerous items inside, who can bear the responsibility afterwards?

"No."

"If we can't even trust him after such a long time, then there won't be many people in this wasteland who can."

Musk pushed open the remaining half of the door and signaled the guards to wait outside, leaving Thomas alone to follow.

At the entrance, the only small window that can be opened is half open, and the night breeze is blowing, bringing a cool breeze.

The room must have been cleaned and looked extremely tidy.

Even the dust at the corners has been carefully wiped away, losing all traces of life.

"I'm really gone."

Musk felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart, walked to the safe, and put his hand on top.

The box is a common roulette type combination safe.

The password consists of three roulette wheels, which need to be turned to enter three two-digit numbers to open.

As Thomas watched, Musk quickly turned the dial to try.

There was a thud.

The password verification was successful, and it turned out to be the day the two met.

The box automatically pops open fifteen degrees, revealing the inner structure, which is divided into upper and lower layers.

There is a letter on the upper layer, and the word "Ji" is carved with wax on the edge of the envelope.

On the lower layer are four pieces of information wrapped in scientific waterproof bags, each of which seems to have hundreds of pages.

"Go out, you are not needed here."

"Okay, if you have any questions, please call me anytime." Thomas turned around and left the room.

This is the best result. Although Mr. Ji has left, he still considers them as always.

Otherwise, if there are any dangerous items in the safe, or gadgets that tease Musk, it may not be enough to kill him ten thousand times.

Buzz.

The moment Thomas closed the door, Musk sat slumped on the chair.

He did not rush to take out the letter and information inside, but sat here blankly and looked out the window.

A few days ago, the two of them were standing there thinking about the future of human life and how to take root in the wasteland.

But in the blink of an eye, they suddenly parted ways.

"Shit, really shit!"

After a while, Musk let out a breath.

Although he kept cursing in his mouth, his mood finally adjusted from the previous melancholy.

He took out the letter above, brushed his fingers over the warm paint, and slowly opened it.

The envelope is very thin and there is only one piece of paper inside.

Musk gently twisted the letter paper and started reading from top to bottom:

'Dear Mr. Musk, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. We have an old saying in China that good friends are as close as the world is apart. Although I don't know when we will meet next time, I believe that as long as you and I have the same goals, we will eventually be able to

One day we will meet again.'

'Before I left, I thought about it and decided to leave you two special gifts. I hope you can use them properly and continue to contribute to the earth's humanity taking root in the wasteland.'

'Well, the coffee you gave me was delicious, so when I left, I went to your office and took away all the remaining coffee. I hope you won't be angry!'

"On December 31, the second year of the calendar year at the end of the wasteland, Ji Longliu."

There is not much lyricism, nor is the reason for leaving clearly stated.

Musk looked at it with an expressionless face and seemed to have no psychological changes, but his nose twitched significantly faster.

Even after reading a sentence, I would subconsciously twitch.

"Damn, take away my coffee"

He muttered angrily, stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and put it back in the safe.

Gift?

If these gifts are not valuable enough, you will be wanted by me throughout the wasteland!

Even if I search all over the world, I will bring you back!

Musk thought so in his mind, he bitterly pulled out the top information bag and opened the waterproof layer outside.

Wow.

The scattered drawings fell on the table, flying one by one, filled with the pleasant smell of ink.

Um?

In just a moment, a special shape drawing caught his eye.

This is an armor structure diagram that he has never seen before. No, this is an armor that looks very much like the Iron Man suit.

The smooth curves, silky edges, and densely packed parameter marks around it.

Musk picked up the drawing in astonishment, his breathing seemed to have stopped.

this?

What's this?

An hour has passed.

Thomas looked at his watch anxiously and couldn't stop wandering in front of the door.

During this hour, except for the first few minutes, Musk's crazy and excited shouting almost never stopped for the rest of the time.

Is he crazy?

Finally, I heard a normal sound coming from inside, like something being knocked to the ground.

Thomas finally found the reason, and quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door, then pushed it open after two seconds.

"Mr. Musk, do you need some help?"

He was already prepared for Mr. Ji to leave and Mr. Musk to be furious.

However, before he finished speaking, Thomas froze on the spot.

In the huge room, the floor was filled with manuscripts filled with handwriting, forming a large circle.

Musk was half-kneeling in the large circle, leaning down piously as if praying.

From beginning to end, even if the door was opened, his eyes were still fixed on these manuscripts, without any influence from the outside world.

Hoarse murmurs sounded from Musk's mouth.

"It's true. This is actually true?!"
Chapter completed!