Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies
Chapter 283 - Chapter 283 Chapter 281 National Treasure Map

Chapter 283: Chapter 281: National Treasure Map Chapter 283: Chapter 281: National Treasure Map “Do you have any questions?” Mo Jingsheng said when he noticed her gaze pausing at the final signature area of the contract.

This contract was drafted and revised by him, striking a balance between national interests and thoroughly safeguarding Jiang Yan’s present and future.

After all, he had always emphasized that the relationship between Jiang Yan and the country was one of cooperation, not conscription.

The other party was to remain independent and free from beginning to end.

Jiang Yan looked up at him and smiled, “No.”

The contract was fully stamped with the official seals of authoritative organizations and signed by top-tier leaders.

It could be said it was full of sincerity.

She had nothing to say.

The corner of his lips curved slightly as he passed over a pen of a peculiar design: “Please sign in block letters, thank you.”

“Okay.” Jiang Yan reached out, accepted the pen, and signed her name formally.

There were ten copies of the contract, with many appendices included.

By the time she had finished signing them all, her fingers were noticeably sore.

Even without moving the pen for a long time, the writing felt somewhat crooked and twisted.

“You’ll keep one copy, and we’ll need to file the rest,” Mo Jingsheng said as he withdrew one copy for her and placed the others into another bag marked “Top Secret.”

“Jiang Yan, I hope we can cooperate pleasantly in the future!” Mo Jingsheng said, extending his hand.

Jiang Yan paused but then grasp his hand lightly again.

Just as she was about to take her leave, he produced another “Top Secret” file bag:

“This contains the material I mentioned earlier that we need you to help the country gather. Due to the importance of these items as National Treasures or matters critical to the nation’s future, there are only three copies in the world. Two are with you, so please take great care of them.”

Mo Jingsheng finished speaking and took out a thick album made of a special material.

The album was the size of A4 paper and appeared to be made of cardstock paper, very thick.

Besides that, Mo Jingsheng also handed her a USB drive.

“What is this?” Jiang Yan picked up the USB drive, puzzled for a second.

“An electronic version.”

He believed she possessed some artifact akin to a space storage device.

Storing it in a computer or an energy source was not an issue.

Jiang Yan let out an “Oh” and carefully opened one of the albums, only to see her pupils shrink:

Aside from a small dashed triangle symbol in the lower right corner of the album, it was blank.

Every page was the same.

“This?” Jiang Yan blinked, looking at Mo Jingsheng in confusion, only to see him smile and say, “Try placing your thumb on that triangle.”

“This album is designed to work with your fingerprint, utilizing a fingerprint encryption feature. It contains the smallest paper batteries and hair-sized chips, the most advanced technology. Of course, it only needs a bit of everyday light to power it.”

“Is it that amazing?!” Jiang Yan was dumbstruck for a second.

Paper batteries, hair microchips.

She had never even heard of such things before the apocalypse.

It seemed the country possessed many high-tech secrets beyond the knowledge of ordinary citizens.

She didn’t ask further but gently pressed her thumb onto it.

Something miraculous happened.

A faint dark light flickered at the triangle symbol, and then information about the items appeared on the previously blank pages of the album!

There were lithography machines, aircraft carriers, rockets, spaceships, Seed Banks…

Everything mentioned and unmentioned before the apocalypse was listed.

It could be said to be a National Treasure Map.

It was also a top-secret national technology map.

What puzzled her was that the locations corresponding to these items, in addition to regular addresses, included a long string of coordinates.

There were also many technical terms she didn’t recognize.

Each page of the album seemed to be able to be detached and reattached as needed.

It must have been designed for ease of temporary use.

“Anchor system?”

Jiang Yan looked at this term, a flicker of confusion crossing her eyes.