Qian Jiangyue placed the flashlight in his mouth, held it with his teeth, stretched out both hands, and began to search. He first searched his jacket pockets, including the inner lining pockets. Soon, he had a black signature pen, a palm-sized brown notebook, and a hand-drawn leather map.
"These things again..."
He shook his head. In the Dark Forest, he had seen many corpses. Besides the ones too decayed, he would search the others, just in case of unexpected finds. The results were usually similar. Mostly maps or survival supplies, with maps being the most useless, since the directions in the Dark Forest don't follow the logic of East, South, West, and North.
"Let's see what's drawn on it."
