Watching it fall asleep?
Does Mr. Bo have some peaceful, calming, warm little videos?
Xing Yue hurriedly nudged Yu Han.
Yu Han leaped out of the windproof snow pit and stepped forward, staring at the unique phone in Bao Gucheng's hand: "Is it for us?"
The phone was custom-made internally, and when opened, it had no communication or entertainment software—only a solitary satellite positioning software.
Upon opening, it showed real-time satellite photos of any location in the Empire, including where they presently were. It had just been used to locate the Hexagram Array.
So, no warm little videos?
Yu Han frowned: "Are you suggesting that we leave with the locator?"
Bao Gucheng waved his hand and said casually: "Take it for them to see."
See what?
Even intelligent Yu Han was momentarily puzzled.
Bao Gucheng remained silent, his long fingers moving back and forth on the phone screen.
The positioning software zoomed into the land beneath their feet.
