Other than these things, Palmer hadn't brought anything else, which showed just how important they were to him deep down.
Bologue was sitting on the bench behind Palmer, with a small tote bag at his feet, stuffed full of the "souvenirs" left over from all the events he'd gone through over the years.
Just like Palmer, this was the only thing Bologue had brought out from home.
"What is this supposed to be?" Palmer stood up, then sat down beside Bologue with a helpless look. "Our home got requisitioned?"
"More or less."
Bologue rolled his neck and looked up toward the upper floors.
The Scholars had finished their tests. They draped a layer of black cloth over the slab, wrapping it up tightly, and a group of Logistics Department staff carefully bound it with cables and slowly hoisted it out with a crane.
Right now it was hanging midair, slowly descending toward the truck below. Everyone looked like they were on high alert, afraid anything might go wrong.
