After lights out, outside room 23 in area C.
Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, who were wrapped in military green thick cotton coats, gathered together and pointed the light of the flashlight on the brown and red wooden door with white numbers written on it.
"Do you really want to try?" Long Yuehong was still a little timid when things came to an end.
Shang Jianyao took out the electronic card with his other hand and said calmly:
"You pay attention to my state and immediately shout if something is wrong."
"Shout?" Long Yuehong asked subconsciously.
wake him up
Shang Jianyao held the doorknob with the hand holding the flashlight and replied seriously:
"shout for help."
"..." Long Yuehong was speechless.
Then, he took a breath, adjusted his lungs, and was always ready to shout loudly.
Shang Jianyao gently opened the lock plate and slowly twisted the handle.
He pushed the door forward little by little, as if the door weighed thousands of pounds.
Finally, the door of Room 23 opened with a huge gap, and the scene inside was looming under the afterglow of the flashlight.
"There is nothing abnormal this time." Shang Jianyao said as he pushed the door open completely.
When Long Yuehong heard the words, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then reminded:
"You have to be careful when you go in."
Shang Jian Yao half turned around and glanced at him with strange eyes:
"Shouldn't you be the first to go?"
At this moment, Long Yuehong was suffocated.
The next second, he saw Shang Jianyao lighting up Room 23 with a flashlight.
It's not big, and it's similar to Long Yuehong's original home. The walls are painted with mottled white paint, and the floor is covered with standard stone bricks. Other than that, it's empty and nothing.
After the flashlight shone through every corner, Shang Jianyao took a step forward.
He walked slowly, like a robot with rusted joints, almost wiggling through the open door.
Long Yuehong forgot the joke just now, tensed up again, and could shout "help" at any time.
After more than ten seconds, Shang Jianyao completely entered the room No. 23.
He turned around, held the torch to his chin, and let the light shone on his face.
"Long Yuehong..." Shang Jianyao shouted in a erratic and slow voice.
"What?" Long Yuehong's body tightened.
Shang Jianyao's voice maintained that kind of sadness:
"Do you think I look like a ghost..."
"..." Long Yuehong wanted to curse.
Breathing out, he said in a tactful way:
"Fortunately, the small speaker hasn't been returned to you. Otherwise, playing a song that can create a terrifying atmosphere at this time will make you feel more."
Shang Jianyao gave him a contemptuous look:
"It will disturb other people's sleep."
Long Yuehong couldn't refute it.
Shang Jianyao immediately withdrew his gaze, and with the light of the flashlight, checked the situation in Room 23 inch by inch.
Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Long Yuehong gathered up his courage and moved the door a little bit.
"No..." Long Yue's red words just came out and swallowed them back.
What he meant to say was "nothing's wrong".
Shang Jianyao looked at him regretfully:
"Why didn't you finish?"
I'm not stupid... Although I still don't think there is anything wrong with my luck, but at this time, I would rather believe it or not... Long Yuehong mumbled silently, followed by the light of the flashlight, and searched for possible existences. abnormal.
The tattered furniture in Room 23 has been emptied, so that Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong will soon end their busy work.
"Nothing..." Long Yuehong retracted the flashlight from the vent above.
Shang Jianyao looked at him and asked with a smile:
"What's your overall assessment of this place?"
"What is the overall evaluation?" Long Yuehong was a little dazed, and replied according to her own understanding, "This place is relatively old, and it seems to be a little colder than the outside..."
Having said that, he suddenly stopped.
After a few seconds, Long Yuehong asked with a little fear:
"Do you think, do you think it's a bit like the atmosphere in DiMarco's room at the time, but to a much lesser degree?"
He had a fresh memory of the gloomy and dark environment created by DiMarco's conscious life.
"Congratulations, you got it right." Shang Jianyao patted the side of the flashlight with his palm.
Long Yuehong looked around and said tentatively:
"The paresthesia has been lifted, it's just a vestige of it."
Shang Jianyao didn't answer him, took the flashlight, and strode out of the room.
"Where to go?" Long Yuehong quickly followed.
He didn't dare to stay in room 23 alone.
Shang Jianyao looked ahead and replied calmly:
"Go back to sleep."
Long Yuehong thought for a while and found that there was nothing else to do.
At this time, Shang Jianyao, who was in front of him, left a sentence lightly:
"Remember to close the door."
…
The next day was the weekend off of "Pangu Creatures". Shang Jianyao took the electronic card and bought a bunch of things such as cloth, canned food, and bagged rice in the "material supply market".
To transport them, he borrowed a cart from the Supplies Market.
"Yo, small businessman, go out and make so much money?"
"Get rich, this is it?"
"Is it really that good to go out to work?"
Along the way, neighbors who knew Shang Jianyao greeted each other.
Shang Jianyao was not humble and responded directly:
"Yes, I'm already D5.
"Long Yuehong too."
He acted so frankly that he nearly took a loudspeaker and shouted down the street.
"D5?"
"It's not that I don't know other 'Security Department' employees, how can they be promoted so quickly?"
"You, which unit are you in the 'Security Department'?"
Neighbors in the neighborhood were either shocked, envious, or moved to introduce the object to Shang Jianyao.
In their impression, Shang Jianyao is an honest child, and should not lie about this kind of thing, and such lies are easily exposed.
Just chatting and walking, Shang Jianyao came to an open room.
This is Shen Du's house.
Shen Du's child was sitting at the dining table, recognizing the numbers in the simple textbook.
He looked up at the door, didn't say hello, didn't dodge shyly, lowered his head, and continued to look at the basic numbers.
Compared with the appearance in Shang Jianyao's memory, he did not grow up much, but he obviously became silent.
Shen Du's wife, Tian Jing, was cleaning the room on her rest day, and she turned around when she felt something moving at the door.
"Xiao Shang, why are you..." Tian Jing said awkwardly, clutching the dirty rag.
Shang Jianyao smiled:
"I've been promoted to D5."
"Ah?" Tian Jing's first reaction was what did you tell me about this
Immediately afterwards, she was a little surprised and envious.
Her employee level is only D3 now.
But with just a little calculation, she can know how many contribution points the average monthly income of a D5-level employee is.
Then, she understood the hidden meaning of Shang Jianyao:
"I'm already D5, and sending this thing won't affect my life."
Tian Jing responded slightly bitterly:
"You've already delivered a lot of things before, so there's no need to..."
She originally wanted to say that we have no relatives and no reason, but she instantly remembered what Shang Jianyao said last time-"You can choose to be my mother".
Shang Jianyao glanced at Shen Du's child, looked back at Tian Jing, and said in a blunt manner:
"Don't be too tired, it will break your body."
Tian Jing opened her mouth, thinking about Shang Jian Yao's family, and closed it again.
She stopped stopping and watched Shang Jianyao move the items on the cart into the house one by one.
After it was done, Shang Jianyao waved his hand:
"I'm leaving."
Tian Jing nodded first, then took a breath and said:
"Our mothers will always remember you."
Shang Jianyao didn't look back, he pushed the cart away like a parade.
Fortunately, pushing the cart, he entered the elevator and pressed the "490" button.
There is the "Eleventh Orphanage".
…
At noon, Long Yuehong was trying to use various leftover ingredients to try the "rootless" special food "chowder" when she saw her mother rushing in.
"You, have you been promoted to D5?" Gu Hong was surprised and surprised.
Long Yuehong was stunned for a moment:
"How did you know?"
His plan was to get a laptop, and when he brought it home, he would tell his parents that he was getting a promotion and a raise.
"Really?" Gu Hong blurted out.
Long Yuehong nodded honestly:
"I'm going to tell you in two days."
He still wondered how his mother knew so quickly.
After an instant, a name came to his mind.
Long Yuehong tentatively asked:
"Have you met Shang Jianyao?"
Gu Hong complained with a happy face:
"When a small businessman encounters someone on the street, he says, can I still know
"Ouch, how come it's D5 all of a sudden? I'm not afraid that no one will introduce the object..."
As he spoke, the smile on Gu Hong's face disappeared.
She looked at Long Yuehong and said silently:
"Is your mission dangerous?"
Long Yuehong subconsciously squeezed out a smile:
"It's okay, and it won't take long for me to change jobs."
"That's fine, that's fine..." Gu Hong breathed a sigh of relief.
…
The next morning, on the 647th floor, room 14.
After listening to Shang Jianyao's narration, Jiang Baimian asked thoughtfully:
"You see a yellow-green mist in the 'Sea of Origins', and there seems to be a city from the old world in the mist?"
"Yes." Shang Jianyao answered in the affirmative.
Jiang Baimian said after deliberation:
"Do you suspect that this is the sequelae of bringing the 'coward' breath into your spiritual world before?"
When dealing with DiMarco, Shang Jian Yao got the yellow-green aura in the night pearl into his "sea of origin".
"It should be like this." Shang Jianyao was very calm, even a little excited.
Jiang Baimian turned to look at Long Yuehong:
"After you entered Room 23 in Area C last night, it felt a little colder than the corridor, a bit like the environment that DiMarco brought after he was transformed into a conscious life?"
"Well." Long Yuehong nodded heavily.
Jiang Baimian glanced at Baichen again, took a few steps back and forth, and said to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong:
"I have an idea.
"It may not be a coincidence that you see members of the 'Natural sect' running naked, even if it is an illusion."
She paused for a moment and said sternly:
"Could this be related to the yellow-green mist in Shang Jianyao's spiritual world?"