After a few days, the "Old Tune Team" was about to start training in the afternoon.
Jiang Baimian walked back to the room from outside with a slightly complicated expression.
She came to Long Yuehong and said after a moment of silence:
"Your transfer application has been denied."
Long Yuehong's body swayed slightly, and the disappointment on her face could not be hidden.
Jiang Baimian sighed softly:
"The above said that the backward team members should not be abandoned or given up, and they should not be directly sentenced to death because they showed psychological discomfort during a training session.
"Moreover, no one has applied to the 'Old Tune Group' at present, and there is a shortage of manpower in various places. If you want to make a replacement, you can only wait for the next assignment."
"...I understand, I understand." Long Yuehong lowered her head and responded as if talking to herself.
Jiang Baimian gave a "um", smiled and reassured:
"I won't say it louder this time."
Long Yuehong said silently for a moment:
"Actually, I'm not that disappointed, and miserable.
"At least I, now, feel that the work of the 'Old Tune Group' is still very meaningful."
Jiang Baimian smiled:
"Otherwise I wouldn't have formed an 'old tune group'."
After speaking, she patted Long Yuehong on the shoulder:
"Exercise well, improve yourself, and strive to live until July next year. At that time, I will be able to apply for new team members and replace you."
Long Yuehong's smile is worse than crying:
"Team leader, your words are not very auspicious."
At this time, Shang Jianyao approached and said with a smile:
"Team leader, you should say:
"I'll beat you up and improve your survivability later!"
Long Yuehong's face turned pale, inexplicably feeling that this was more terrifying than going out to investigate.
After all, the mission has officially started, facing various dangers, there are still several months after the beginning of spring, and now it is only ten minutes away from training.
"I'll beat you up and improve your survivability!" Jiang Baimian repeated Shang Jianyao's words, but instead of staring at Long Yuehong, he said what Shang Jianyao said.
She put on a pair of itchy hands.
Then, she thoughtfully said to Long Yuehong:
"If there is a chance, we will get another set of military exoskeleton devices, which can effectively improve your strength."
"Okay, okay." Long Yuehong's eyes lit up.
Jiang Baimian thought for a while and said:
"Actually, you can also consider bioprosthetic transplantation, which is much safer than genetic modification.
"If you have a man's romance and like machinery, you can try replacing certain parts of your body with machines. Some major forces are very good at this. I remember that there is a mechanical arm with many functions, which is really eye-catching. "
"... This is not necessary for the time being." Long Yuehong still prefers her original body.
"Hey, it's only 1.75 meters after the genetic improvement, it's better to replace it." Shang Jianyao "helped" with a voice beside him.
Long Yuehong's face muscles twitched, and she blurted out:
"Why don't you change it?"
"I haven't had a chance yet." Shang Jianyao replied seriously.
Long Yuehong was speechless.
Seeing the improvement in the atmosphere, Jiang Baimian turned his head to Bai Chen, who was quietly watching, and said:
"The advice just now is also for you.
"The technologies for bioprosthetic implants and mechanical modifications are relatively mature and not so dangerous.
"Would you like to make a pair with me and be Sister Lightning?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Chen didn't have time to speak when Shang Jianyao commented:
"Team Leader, your name is so ugly.
"It must be less listening to radio programs!"
"...I think you've been charged too little." Jiang Baimian gritted his teeth.
Bai Chen exhaled slowly, nodded lightly, and said:
"I will think about it."
"The only question, who is the elder sister and who is the younger sister?" Shang Jianyao once again "helped" Bai Chen with the voice.
Jiang Baimian didn't know how to answer for a while, because Bai Chen was indeed older than her, and her mental age was also very mature.
But if she was asked to identify herself as her younger sister, she would not be able to hold the face of the team leader.
All along, she has positioned herself as the protector and protector of the group.
Soon, Jiang Baimian came to his senses and glared at Shang Jianyao.
During this process, she laughed twice and changed the subject:
"After training today, there is a special training session.
"It's about training courage."
"How to practice?" Long Yuehong was a little scared.
Jiang Baimian raised his chin slightly and said with a smile:
"Stay here alone tonight, and can't bring flashlights and any lighting tools."
"Sounds a bit scary..." Long Yuehong sighed sincerely.
Jiang Baimian nodded:
"This training can only be done one by one in turn, otherwise it will be ineffective.
"Shang Jianyao, it's you tonight, Bai Chen, tomorrow night, Long Yuehong, the night after tomorrow."
Seeing that she was not the first, Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief:
"Yes, team leader!"
Shang Jianyao followed with a slightly serious look:
"Yes, team leader!"
When Bai Chen also responded, Shang Jianyao raised his hand and asked:
"Can I sleep when I stay behind
"Can you turn on the speakers and listen to music?"
"Not at all!" Jiang Baimian answered decisively.
…
After dinner, Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen left room 14 one after another and returned to their respective floors.
At the same time, Jiang Baimian also took away all the torches and all the batteries.
Shang Jianyao read the thick oral history by the lights in the room, and could hear the hourly time of the radio from time to time.
At 9 o'clock, all the lights on the entire floor went out at the same time, and Shang Jianyao's eyes became pitch black.
There is no natural light source here, and there are tables, chairs and walls all around, so that Shang Jian Yao can't even see his own fingers, let alone the outlines of various things.
He subconsciously wanted to turn on the desk lamp, but after slamming it down, he found that it had no effect.
This is not like the "living area". After the street lights are turned off, you can use your own energy ration to get the light source again. Once here, every room will be powered off, unless the corresponding person in charge applies, and you have to work overtime until very late. Or work all night.
Shang Jianyao withdrew his hand and looked around again.
All that caught his eye was the thick darkness.
In such darkness, he didn't know where the boundaries were, and whether there were other things hidden around him besides the familiar things.
Moreover, unlike the "living area", the rooms there are dense and the sound insulation effect is average. Whenever the "night" is quiet, Shang Jianyao can always hear some whispers and chats and ummmes.
Sometimes, there will also be crying of children, quarrels of adults, and snoring sounds of unknown origin.
Before Shang Jianyao fell asleep, the night was often not so completely quiet.
And this kind of work place is quite lively during the day. After 7 o'clock, there may not be more than ten living people on the entire floor. When the lights are turned off, there are almost no humans.
Therefore, at this moment, Shang Jianyao only felt that it was very quiet here, so quiet that it seemed to freeze.
The creaking movement sounded abruptly, and Shang Jianyao took the initiative to move the stool, breaking the freezing that made one's heart tremble.
However, the movement was always unsustainable, and the voice quickly fell back, as if engulfed by the rich darkness around him.
Shang Jianyao sat there with wide eyes, staring into the depths of the darkness, trying to see the ugly man.
Such darkness, such quietness, made him unable to even be sure of his own existence, and there was a feeling that he would be engulfed by darkness anytime, anywhere.
After an unknown time, Shang Jianyao suddenly opened his mouth and sang:
"Remembering the past, the painful lovesickness can't be forgotten..."
Singing and singing, he switched to a more intense type:
"Arise, hungry slave...
"Rise up, suffering people of the world..."
He roared hoarsely, as if to break the current extreme darkness and extreme silence.
Roaring and roaring, Shang Jianyao stopped and gasped slightly.
The whole room and the entire floor became quiet again, and the darkness never changed.
Shang Jian Yao calmed down for a while and sang again.
He sang and stopped, but he couldn't get a response, and he couldn't break the darkness.
After a while, Shang Jianyao suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly:
"Is there anyone
"Is there anyone!"
All he got was his own echo.
Hu, hu, unknowingly, Shang Jianyao's breathing became heavier, as if he was using this method to prove that he still exists.
At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the place where the door should be.
Light footsteps came from the side and quickly approached.
A yellowish beam of light then shone into the room.
The beam of light immediately rose, revealing a "bright white" face.
"Am I not scary?" A faint female voice echoed in the room.
Shang Jianyao glanced at Jiang Baimian who was shining his face with a flashlight:
"You are so naive."
"..." Jiang Baimian responded angrily and hilariously, "I care about you and adjust the atmosphere!"
Without waiting for Shang Jianyao to speak, she pouted:
"You really don't sing very well."
"You've been hiding next door?" Shang Jianyao asked directly.
"The next door next door, or you will be discovered by you, the Awakened." Jiang Baimian explained with a smile, walked to Shang Jianyao, pulled out the chair and sat down.
She shook her flashlight and watched the light scurrying.
After a few seconds, she said casually:
"This special training is mainly designed for you.
"Your fear of closed darkness and extreme silence should have arisen during your mother's long-term hospitalization after your father disappeared, right
"At that time, you were only thirteen or fourteen years old. When you woke up in the middle of the night, there was no one at home, and there was no sound around... Then, would you sing to strengthen your courage?"
Shang Jianyao was silent and did not answer.
Jiang Baimian laughed and continued:
"This kind of problem has to be adapted step by step, and it can't be too exciting at the beginning, otherwise it will only increase the fear.
"So, the first few times, I'll accompany you, maybe chat with you, but don't turn on the flashlight.
"When you get used to the situation, I'll stop talking and sit further away.
"After this stage, if you don't have any negative problems, then I will go to the next door next door and stay there, so that you can't see or hear but know that there is someone nearby.
"At that time, maybe once, I'll go home quietly, but I won't tell you."
Shang Jianyao listened quietly and nodded in the light of the torch:
"it is good."
Jiang Baimian smiled and turned off the flashlight.
The whole room became extremely dark again, but there was more breathing sound than before.