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Soon, rows of data appeared on its screen. He pressed the detection button and waited for 5 minutes.

The air quality of the shelter was finally displayed, showing only faint traces of toxic gas.

Luo Feng then walked over to a refrigerator and opened it. Inside was an array of items: vegetables, fruits, canned goods, meats, and more. However, everything had spoiled, even the vacuum-packed items. After all, over the decades, even the most secure of packaging would allow trace amounts of bacteria to enter.

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“Guys, let’s keep exploring! There’s nothing to worry about!” Luo Feng said with a smile as he proceeded towards a cabinet. Opening it, he discovered a collection of books, including the Four Great Classical Novels and Tang and Song poetry.

Luo Feng suddenly thought of a video he had once watched: If the apocalypse were to arrive and you could only take one book to pass down to your descendants, would you choose Shakespeare or an adult magazine? The answer was definitely Shakespeare because humans should pursue higher intellectual pleasures rather than chase after basic biological instincts.

Upon opening the second cabinet, Luo Feng found various educational materials, from elementary to middle to high school textbooks. The third cabinet contained more books, ranging from science fiction, fantasy to humanities, and much more…

“It seems the owner of this shelter was a cultured person, to think that they would collect this many books?” Luo Feng mused. “If it were a simple-minded person, they wouldn’t have bothered with this many!”

“As for the educational materials, they must have been intended for children. In case they couldn’t leave the shelter, they could use it to teach the children how to read and write.”

Suddenly, Luo Feng saw a book marked as a treasure.

What does this mean? Luo Feng thought to himself.

A book worth at least 10,000 yuan?

[ Ding! A book! Worth 30,000 yuan! ]

Could there be 30,000 yuan hidden inside?

After all, ordinary books were basically worthless, and selling them would only yield scrap paper prices.

A book worth 30,000 yuan was hard for Luo Feng to imagine.

“Eh? This seems to be a first edition, first printing of ‘The Ordinary World’ from the 1980s, right?” Luo Feng suddenly blurted out.

Luo Feng’s viewers were shocked once again, not by the price of the object, but by Luo Feng’s ability to identify treasures.

“Damn, how could the host figure that out so quickly?” the viewers exclaimed.

“Is there anything he doesn’t know?”

“I seriously suspect he has a treasure-identifying cheat!”

“Hahaha! Me too!”

“My dad has a copy of this book, and it’s almost falling apart,” one viewer shared.

“This first edition is in such good condition; it could probably sell for a few thousand yuan!”

Luo Feng then noticed a signature penned in blue ink in the bottom left corner. After a moment, he recognized it as the signature of the author, Lu Yao, dated 1988.

No wonder this is worth 30,000 yuan. It’s a first edition, first printing novel that has the author’s autograph intact!

“It’s worth more than a few thousand, everyone. Look, it has the author’s signature. It should be worth 30,000 yuan!” Luo Feng was not particularly excited or interested in the find.

Seeing Li Shishi’s eyes light up, he asked, “Do you want it?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Li Shishi nodded vigorously, being a huge fan of the author.

“Alright, it’s yours!” Luo Feng said casually. The viewers of his channel would undoubtedly accuse him of favoritism, but he did not care. He was just giving it away on a whim.

[ Ding! Another book worth 8,000 yuan! ]

“Wow, this is Ba Jin’s The Bottom of the Sea Dreams,” Luo Feng noted.

“It’s a signed edition too!” He announced, “Everyone, you can cease your complaints! If no wealthy heirs go after this book, I’ll hold a raffle for it for y’all!”

Evidently, none of the rich heirs were interested in the book. Most people with a taste for literature already had a large collection of these signed edition novels at home.

As such, Luo Feng decided to hold a raffle in his channel, where spending just a penny on a virtual gift would grant viewers a chance to win the prize.

Whoever had the best luck would claim the prize.

[ Ding! A book! Worth 300,000 yuan! ]

Holy cow!

Luo Feng picked up a book, and again, it was worth 300,000 yuan!

It was not the price that shocked him but the potential reasons for why the book was this valuable…

Could it be a rare signed edition by a prominent author?

However, upon checking the book’s front cover, Luo Feng found no signature.

How could an unsigned book be so expensive?

“A Collection of Stories from Beyond the Domain.” It isn’t even an author’s manuscript.

“Haha, host, why do you look so confused? Were you hoping for a signed edition of a book by Zhou Shuren?” a viewer commented.

“Hahaha, back in his time, there were hardly any signed editions of his works for sale!”

“Even without a signature, this book is likely the original version, and the one in your hands might be the only one left!”

“A unique copy? Wow, that’s an amazing find!”

“We have to raffle this book!”

“You guys are so greedy, wanting a 300,000-yuan book to be raffled off?”

“Hahaha, a 300,000-yuan prize is nothing for Old Luo nowadays!”

“Still though, do you think the host is willing to give it away?”

“Let’s wait for cheaper ones and try our luck in the raffle!”

The viewers were clearly excited.

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In contrast, it was at this point that it began to dawn on Luo Feng just how grand the scale of the books housed within the cabinet before him was. There were author-signed editions, special editions, first editions, and unique copies…