After receiving Feng Yin's answer, Zhang Yiming asked her for her opinion with a serious expression: "Then, Yin Yin, should you rest first, or..."

The man was worried that she was too excited just now and that her mood fluctuations were too great, which had a great impact on her spirit.

Therefore, I hope she can first cultivate her spirit and then look at the things on the computer.

Feng Yin shook her head: "No, take advantage of the boredom on the road now, just pass the time."

"It's OK."

After hearing what she said, Zhang Yiming was not pretentious and hurriedly hugged her and sat in the seat, "Do you have any discomfort? Tell me."

This allows her to get a rest while also giving her the energy to continue checking whether there is any other available information on the computer.

"Um."

Feng Yin took a rest in Zhang Yiming's arms for a while before starting to operate the computer in front of him according to his childhood memories.

No, her mother told her that this is called the Identity Life Positioner.

It is a necessary daily life requirement for everyone in my mother's hometown.

When she was a child, she had seen it with her own eyes. When her mother placed her hand in a certain part of the host, this set of life positioning instruments was brought into her body and disappeared.

When my mother wants to teach her how to study, she will release her from her body.

Feng Yin doesn’t understand exactly how it was done now.

Thinking of this, Feng Yin told Zhang Yiming what he knew in his memory in the form of words.

Zhang Yiming stared at her in shock and stared at her with wide eyes, and also communicated with her in words: "You mean, is this actually something that belongs to your mother?"

Although it was just a text, Feng Yin could still see that there was a strong sense of disbelief in his tone.

At the same time, Zhang Yiming couldn't help but guess how advanced Panguxing's technology was?

There are such high-tech products coming out!

After calming his mind, he wrote again:

"Then, let's turn on this power...ah no, I mean, now we turn on this positioner, will your mother find this?"

Feng Yin shook her head: "I don't know this."

"I was too young at that time and I didn't remember many things very strictly."

"Or why not try it first."

Zhang Yiming hesitated and said, "Look at what is available for your mother?"

Feng Yin: "Well, I think so too."

In fact, she wanted to know that this thing should have been integrated with her mother.

But why is it here now?

After moving his fingers and hesitating for a while, Feng Yin began to operate skillfully.

Soon she found another document with a written record from it.

The cursor clicked on it, and a line of dialog box appeared: "Do you know who I am?"

Below are the spaces to answer.

Feng Yin hesitated slightly and entered Huang Jiyun's name based on her memory.

"Sorry, your answer is wrong, please re-enter."

Feng Yin looked at the number 2 displayed below and couldn't help but feel nervous.

This means that there are only two fault tolerances left when opening this file.

She was worried that she would not be able to open the file after using these two opportunities, and even ruin the file.

Zhang Yiming understood the text above and saw that she hesitated and wanted to enter it again.

He quickly reached out and pressed his hand on her hand and asked in a warm voice: "Yinyin, what are you going to enter this time?"

Feng Yin thought for a while and said, "I input it in my father's tone, I don't know if it's OK."

In my memory, parents are truly loving.

As long as my father is at home, they are almost always together.

Even with her daughter, the two of them did not forget their love.

Even if some subordinates report their work to their father, they will directly talk to their mother.

Perhaps the mother was not sure that she could take her father away, so she thought that one day after she left, she would leave the instrument for her father and her daughter.
Chapter completed!