On the night after another night shift, Shang Jianyao took the elevator and arrived at the 478th floor.
Before that, he and Jiang Baimian had never asked anyone what Xiong Ming looked like, where he most often went after get off work, and what district and number he lived in.
They were worried that their rash questioning would just bump into the hands of hidden members of the "Rite of Life" sect, and cause unnecessary trouble or overreaction.
Shen Du's death is a warning.
Jiang Baimian therefore suspected that one of the several "order supervisors" at that time was an awakener of the "Rite of Life" sect.
It's a pity that, according to the "secret" observation, no one in the "Order Supervision Room" on this floor has obvious abnormalities - the price paid in exchange for ability often shows some traces on the surface.
Since there is no focus to find the scope, Shang Jianyao did not consider this issue, and went straight to the "activity center" on the 478th floor, intending to stay here until the news is about to start on the hour.
Like the 495th floor, the "activity center" here is also the most lively place at night. Some people play cards, some people chat, and some people gather to knit sweaters.
Shang Jianyao swept his gaze, but did not find Xiong Ming with more obvious features, so he could only find a corner where no one was around and make a more careful observation.
After ten or twenty minutes, his back was quietly tense.
At this moment, a man came in through the door.
He was twenty-five or six, wearing a well-cut black woolen top, and his hair was cut short, and each strand seemed to be straight toward the ceiling.
His face was quite clean, his beard was only a little shallow, his facial features were very good, and he had a sculpted beauty.
This looks like a new generation that has been genetically modified since the embryo.
However, the man's eyes seemed to have some problems. They were lifeless, as if they were made of wood. They were fixed there, and it was difficult to turn left and right.
Shang Jianyao stood up and walked over.
"Xiong Ming?" he called tentatively.
The man stopped.
He clearly and Shang Jianyao were only slightly staggered, and with a slight movement of his eyes, he could see the other side clearly, but he turned his head directly.
"Who are you?" The young man indirectly admitted that he was Xiong Ming.
After looking at Xiong Ming, Shang Jianyao felt the abnormality in his eyes more intuitively.
This allowed him to completely determine the identity of the other party.
He glanced left and right and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he smiled slightly:
"I came here specially to find you."
"Huh?" Xiong Ming narrowed his eyes.
Shang Jianyao said with a warm smile:
"look:
"You have special abilities, and I also have special abilities..."
As soon as he heard this, Xiong Ming's expression sank, and his eyes became extremely dangerous.
At this moment, Shang Jianyao suddenly felt that his heart was about to refuse to beat because he couldn't breathe.
He kept smiling and continued:
"You are a member of a secret organization, and so am I.
"so… "
Xiong Ming looked at Shang Jianyao for a few seconds without moving his eyes, and his expression gradually eased.
He nodded slightly and said:
"It turns out that you are also a favored person of the age, and you are a believer of the sect."
He turned his head to look at the noisy environment, and pointed to the outside with his chin:
"Go out for a walk."
"Okay." Shang Jianyao was a little disappointed.
He thought that the relationship between the two parties was so "close" that the other party would invite him to drink some pumpkin seeds and a bottle of orange-flavored soda.
After leaving the "activity center", the two walked towards a relatively secluded corner like a walk.
In the white light hanging from the ceiling, Xiong Ming, who was walking slowly with his hands in his pockets, suddenly asked:
"When did you wake up?"
"This year." Shang Jianyao was very calm.
Xiong Ming nodded lightly:
"I was early last year."
His expression gradually became solemn:
"Even with the blessing of Si Ming, only one or two can be successfully awakened each time, or even none.
"People like us who can awaken are undoubtedly the favored ones of God, and they are unique and outstanding beings. That's why I am willing to tell you so much. Others don't deserve it at all."
Xiong Ming turned around, pointed at the "activity center" and said:
"Have you seen those people
"I want them to die, and they'll die immediately. They're so ordinary, ordinary, stupid, vulgar, and their only function is to set us off."
Having said this, Xiong Ming wore a very faint smile and turned his head to Shang Jianyao and said:
"A new world is for a new human being."
"A Zen master once said the same." Shang Jianyao responded with a smile, "But at least he doesn't have to rely on the labor of ordinary humans, and he can't urinate, fart, or shit..."
Xiong Ming frowned:
"Don't say that.
"The machine will eventually replace the old man."
He turned to ask:
"Have you entered the 'Sea of Origins'?"
"Just entered." Shang Jianyao didn't hide it at all.
"The talent is not bad." Xiong Ming turned around and continued to walk towards the secluded corner of the street.
The rooms on both sides are densely packed together, like small cages for raising pigeons one by one.
Xiong Ming looked around by turning his head and body, raised his chin slightly and said:
"We new humans shouldn't just live in places like this.
"Don't worry, it won't be long before we get back to where we belong.
"On the top of our heads, there is and can only be a commander."
Shang Jianyao looked at Xiong Ming's carved wooden eyes for a second, and asked abruptly:
"Your ability is cardiac arrest?"
Xiong Ming didn't answer immediately, and looked at Shang Jianyao with deep eyes for a while.
This made Shang Jianyao's heartbeat seem abnormal.
The feeling of suffocation seems real.
"Did you guess it from Wang Yafei's death?" Xiong Ming finally spoke, breaking the suffocating freezing.
"Obvious, isn't it?" Shang Jianyao asked back with a smile.
Xiong Ming smiled:
"Actually, I can use a more subtle way, but it's not necessary. He's not worth my waste."
Shang Jianyao nodded his head, not knowing whether to agree or just a little.
Then he asked again:
"Did the saint ask you to kill Wang Yafei?"
Xiong Ming said "um":
"That person is not very good at ordinary times, likes to make employees short, likes to hide things that are only supplied in small quantities, and sell them to you when you ask him.
"So, I took up the task.
"In order to kill him, I took sick leave in advance, entered the 'activity center' after breakfast, and stayed at the wall separating the 'material supply market'.
"I did this because I heard from a 'strategy committee' employee about what monitoring still works and still works."
Within Pangea, the monitoring system is managed by the "Strategy Committee" in order to limit the power of the "Order Supervision Department" and avoid imbalances.
"Strategy Committee..." Shang Jianyao repeated the name.
He remembered that Ren Jie, the "leader" on the 495th floor, was also on the "Strategy Committee".
Xiong Ming didn't care about Shang Jianyao's repetition, and continued:
"After nine o'clock, I heard Wang Yafei's voice, determined that he was next door, and determined his exact location.
"It only took a few seconds to kill him, very simple.
"It quickly became flustered there. I took the opportunity to change my position, away from the wall, and then, borrowed a book, and went to the cafeteria to eat until noon."
Xiong Ming said it in great detail, and seemed very proud of the success of this operation, and he always wanted to find someone to share it with.
Shang Jianyao listened quietly and said with a smile:
"The sect has always claimed that it is divine punishment."
"Isn't this divine punishment?" Xiong Ming turned his head slightly and said, "Isn't this kind of god-like method worthy of being called divine punishment? Moreover, this is itself executed by the favored ones of the gods."
Shang Jianyao thought about it and asked seriously:
"Is the dance performed by the godly favored person called the god dance?"
"What are you talking about?" Xiong Ming frowned.
Shang Jianyao did not explain, and instead asked:
"How many people like us are there?"
"I don't know." Xiong Ming shook his head. "Each saint master has a small number of awakened people, and they may not know each other's existence."
"Every saint teacher?" Shang Jianyao grasped the point.
Xiong Ming gave him a slightly surprised look:
"You don't know? Inside the company, there are several saint teachers."
He paused and said:
"We are also a strong contender for the position of Saint Master."
Having said that, Xiong Ming looked at Shang Jianyao suspiciously:
"Which saint do you follow?"
Shang Jianyao was not panicked at all, and replied solemnly:
"Always pay attention to our holy teacher."
"He, he is the most mysterious of the several saint teachers, and I haven't seen him directly." Xiong Ming suddenly realized, "No wonder you know so little... Does it take a long time for people who follow him to wait for an order? "
"At least I am." Shang Jianyao said "truly".
Without waiting for Xiong Ming to respond, he preemptively asked:
"Which sage made you kill Wang Yafei?"
Xiong Ming's expression became a little subtle:
"All the saints use certain old world words as their titles.
"The one I follow is called 'First Seven'."