The scan itself didn't take much time, at most five minutes.

The huddled scanning room is close to the toilet cubicle in size and is thoughtfully furnished with seating. Before retrieving the fanny pack from the rack, Ruan Xian quietly tore off the label marked "Zhang Yazhe" on the can and hid it carefully, and then stained the blank space after tearing off the label with the fabric of the fanny pack.

"Is this kind of canned food for a shelter?" Ruan Xian stretched out his arm to Tang Yibu, leaning against the door of the scanning room, who supported him with standard movements.

"Yes. Everyone has emergency food for the explorers, and one eats one less. It stands to reason that each one will have a number." Tang Yibu glanced at the canned food that had lost its label, and his explanation came up again. "If you found it outside, it's your personal property."

Ruan Xian frowned and stuffed the can back into his pocket.

Right now he only knew that it came from the ruins. It might have been a corpse that fell from the ground, or it might have fallen from the surface to the ruined hall with him because of the collapse.

If Lao Zhang hadn't specifically mentioned eating the canned food, he could still assume that the other party had accidentally lost it. If the can number is not unique, he can also consider the possibility that there is or there is another "Zhang Yazhe" here.

But now there is only one possibility left, Lao Zhang is lying, and this lie is meaningless - he can completely say that he has lost this thing.

"How will the kitchen reprocess this canned food?" Ruan Xian looked away from the other party's overly standard smile.

"Check for toxicity, sterilize, and powder as a seasoning."

Ruan Xian was slightly relieved when he heard that the toxicity test was used as a small dose of seasoning. He fell silent, focused on the control of his legs, followed Tang Yibu back to the white inspection room, and then walked straight to the door.

Behind the door is a spacious hall.

There are many simple arches built around the hall, and in the middle is a ring platform. Several staff members are busy in the ring stage, operating the huge light screen floating in the air. Pieces of mechanical devices are piled up in the corner of the hall, and the light screens projected around make the space not look too cluttered. There are not many people in the hall, but there are people coming and going, which is barely lively.

But it's not just people.

Alien machines with different shapes accompany people and move with them obediently. Just as the tall machine with three slender legs passed over their heads, Ruan Xian had to take two steps back with difficulty to make way for a camouflage machine shaped like a headless ostrich.

The design of the mechanical joints is very delicate, Ruan Xian's eyes almost stick to it, until Tang Yibu firmly drags it to the arch in the opposite direction.

In contrast, this arch is much deserted. The top of the arch is nailed with a steel plate with a pattern of snake sticks. The smell of medicine wafts from the corridor inside the door, and the whole space is full of icy aura.

Before taking a few steps, Ruan Xian saw a familiar figure.

Old Zhang was still looking dirty. He was stopping in front of a door, wiping his hands with a handkerchief. As if aware of Ruan Xian's gaze, he turned his face and pulled out a warm smile.

"You're the new one, I think... Ruan Lijie, right? Hey, I almost delayed things this time, and there are not many survivors who are willing to do activities these days. I was supposed to pick you up, but the result was I just lost the signal, but luckily 231 found you. I'm sorry, sorry." Lao Zhang said with a sincere smile, rubbing the stain on his palm with a handkerchief.

"Where is it? It's not easy for everyone these days. It's kind of you who are willing to accept me." Ruan Xian pushed the boat smoothly.

"It should be." Lao Zhang glanced at Tang Yibu who pretended not to exist, and his eyes slipped back. "How is it? Is there any discomfort? The first injection of the auxiliary chip may cause some adverse reactions. You are going to go for a check-in. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell the doctor."

"Where's Brother Zhang? I just heard something, you're here to see Brother Chi and the others?"

"Yes, by the way, say hello to the boss."

"Can I go in and take a look? Brother Chi and Xiao Ding take good care of me, and I want to meet them too." Ruan Xian stared at Zhang Yazhe's eyes.

Tang Yibu's hand holding his arm tightened slightly, without saying a word.

"Okay. 231 is here anyway, Qiu Yue shouldn't say anything, just don't take too long."

After saying that, Lao Zhang finally wiped his hands and pressed his palm to the door.

"Zhang Yazhe, the visitor application is approved." With a neutral electronic sound, the door slowly opened.

"Old Chi!" As soon as Zhang Yazhe entered the door, he laughed and rushed towards Lao Chi's bed.

This room is not small, with five beds. Among them, three people were lying against the false windows. Chi Lei's bed was closest to the door, followed by Xiao Ding who was sleeping. The bed in the corner was covered with a curtain, and it was impossible to see who was inside.

A few pots of forget-me-nots are placed on the false windowsill, and the tiny blue flowers look beautiful in the artificial sunlight.

Chi Lei was lying on the hospital bed, with his slightly thin back bare, the cuts that slanted across his back had been sewn up, and a dozen glass ball-sized spherical machines were busy beside the wounds. When Lao Zhang took a shot beside the bed, a few small balls almost rolled off Chi Lei's back.

"Old Zhang?! Beast, where have you gone?" Chi Lei propped up his upper body. This was the first time Ruan Xian saw him smile.

"Where else can I go, near the wild cemetery. I heard that you also encountered a cockroach? I was going to pick up the signal, but when I encountered one, my shoes almost ran away." Zhang Yazhe rubbed his nose, "You're fine. Bar?"

"Small injuries, one week is enough. Survivors aren't everywhere anyway." Chi Lei gave Ruan Xian a sidelong glance. "...What are you doing here, have you done the check-in?"

"Not yet, go right away. I'll come and see you." Ruan Xian replied sincerely, putting aside the reason for Lao Zhang, it's not all lies.

"What's wrong with the young people, they care about you. Besides, with 231 here, what else could happen?" Old Zhang tutted twice. "Do you have a weak mouth? Do you want me to give you a few whole salted bean cakes? The ones before departure are almost the same."

"Aren't you afraid that the guys in the kitchen will kill you?" Chi Lei's attention was indeed taken away.

I don't know if I heard the keyword "salt bean cake", Xiao Ding in the next bed smacking his lips hard in his dream.

Ruan Xian controlled his expression, Chong Chi Lei smiled cautiously, and said nothing.

This Zhang Yazhe and Chi Lei can communicate freely, listen to the conversation, and they can match the details of their memory. Lao Zhang's enthusiasm and concern for himself are also real, it's not like he is hiding something.

If he hadn't picked up the terrifying can, Ruan Xian would have no doubts about the person in front of him.

"Zhang Yazhe?" A calm male voice came from the curtain.

"Ouch, boss!" Lao Zhang hurriedly straightened his waist and stood at attention. "Report, Zhang Yazhe is alive and well, he's back!"

The curtain controlled by the slider automatically opened, and a man in his forties was leaning against the head of the bed, holding a piece of electronic paper in his hand. The sun shines over the small basin of forget-me-nots and shines on the skeleton-shaped body, making the man look thinner and thinner.

"Just come back. Don't take your body seriously, let Qiu Yue show you the uncomfortable place. You are our best explorer, you can't just fall down." The man nodded tiredly.

His eyes stayed on Ruan Xian for a while, but he didn't mean to speak.

"Yes!" Lao Zhang's waist was straight.

"Speaking of which, Chi Lei just reported to me, hoping to replace the auxiliary machinery. Your team has been using 231 for almost two years. Do you have any ideas?"

"Lao Chi is the mechanic in the team, I listen to him." Lao Zhang said immediately, then turned his head. "By the way, Lao Chi, what is 231 doing?"

"Resisting the order. In addition to the wrong medical parameters, Xiao Ding was given a small amount of soothing medicine during the battle. This is the first time that it has malfunctioned. If you want me to say, it should be put on Guan Haimingna."

"Listen to you. When Xiao Ding wakes up, we will discuss it and go to Guan Bo to replace it. Not long ago, Xiao Zheng got a few police ones, which should be able to be exchanged."

Ruan Xian looked at Tang Yibu. Tang Yibu was still standing beside him, holding him firmly, as if he didn't hear anything.

"Okay. When you decide, remember to fill out the report." The man smiled gently and put down the electronic paper.

"...I'll leave for a while, and then you sit up again. Tian He, if you talk about you, you can't listen more." Qiu Yue carried a cloth bag and walked into the room. Her voice was full of helplessness, but there was a slight smile on her face.

Putting the cloth bag on the small table beside the man's hospital bed, she took out several square boxes from it, and then raised her head: "Yo, Xiao Ruan, you are here too."

The head of the shelter—or rather, Tian Zuru moved his body and changed himself into a more comfortable position. I don't know if it was his own delusion, but Ruan Xian always felt that Tian He's look at Qiu Yue was a bit complicated.

"Tian He, get ready to eat." Qiu Yue's voice was very gentle, "Xiao Ruan, hurry up too, the doctors are going to the hall for dinner now. There shouldn't be many people left, so finish it before dinner. It's best to check, or you'll have to starve until night."

"Well, thank you Sister Qiu." Ruan Xian nodded obediently, looking at Zhang Yazhe who was joking with Chi Lei out of the corner of his eyes.

However, when he left the door, Tang Yibu took him back to the arch where he came.

"Shouldn't we go check it out?"

"Qiu Yue said it was a little late, and the last doctor just left the room."

Tang Yibu turned his back to the surveillance camera with a serious expression. "According to Mr. Zhang, tonight's set meal might include salted bean cakes, but it will be gone when it's too late. I'd rather have dinner earlier than being hungry."

"...you need to eat?"

Tang Yibu turned his head sideways: "Don't you need it too?"

"But in the hall—" The machines in the hall didn't look like they needed food.

"Those are all new technologies." Tang Yibu sounded dissatisfied, "As an old model, I have to take in calories to keep my body running. Salted bean cakes are a good source of calories."

"..." This seems to be different from the android he imagined. He strongly doubted that the android in front of him had any particular preference for salt bean cakes.

Unfortunately, Mr. Tang's dinner plan didn't work out. Before they walked out of the arch a few steps, Tang Yibu stopped, and a bit of loneliness slowly appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?" Ruan Xian held his breath.

"A doctor is in place." After dinner, Tang Yibu's standard smile was a bit reluctant this time. "Or a part-time doctor is in place."

"Clinic Room 19, Dr. Guan Haiming Guan."