Green Olive District, Iron Medal Street.
When Jiang Baimian talked about Terence and the "Beyond Spirituality" sect, Long Yuehong was slightly surprised and said:
"We just ran into Christina today."
And the team leader actually encountered people and things that have a close relationship with the "Sacred Desire" sect.
"As expected of you." Shang Jianyao first came to a conclusion.
Long Yuehong responded a little aggrievedly:
"But nothing happened..."
Simply by chance.
"Meeting is fate, Namo Anuttara Samaksabodhi." Shang Jianyao put his hands together, and Baoxiang explained solemnly.
Jiang Baimian raised his hand to stop the "debate" between the two, and said in a soothing tone:
"This can only show that there are many sects in the original city, there are many awakened people, and the relationship is intricate."
Papapa, Shang Jianyao applauded, and then Jiang Baimian glared back.
Jiang Baimian turned to talking about the explosion at the citizens' assembly, and several members of the "Old Tune Group" briefly discussed it.
When we talked about the mother whose son suffered from "intentional disease", everyone sighed for a while.
After nearly a minute, Shang Jianyao looked at Genava and asked curiously:
"Can you feel embarrassed about this kind of thing?"
Genova raised his silver-black palm, touched the military cap on top of his head, started self-data analysis, and said slowly:
"I haven't been able to correlate these kinds of things with the right reactions, but I think it should be about the same as when I saw Susannah and Ryders, so I put both in the same set and it had some effect. ."
"Being able to be yourself and others shows that you have taken another step forward in the degree of humanization." Jiang Baimian praised Genava in the usual tone of encouraging Long Yuehong.
Bai Chen unconsciously smiled, and when Shang Jianyao looked at himself, he asked a little hastily:
"Are you looking at that document now?"
Recently, there have been cases of "unintentional disease" in the streets of Qinglan District.
Jiang Baimian gave a "um", picked up the document bag on the table, took out the paper inside, and handed it to Genova:
"Lao Ge, make a projection, let's watch it together."
This is much more convenient than passing it on to each other.
Soon, only a few pages of information were projected onto the wall of the cramped rental house, and the five members of the "Old Tunes Group" read it carefully from beginning to end.
In the process, they learned that the mother's name was Mary, a very simple and simple name, and her son's name was Philip.
"Every case has nothing in common. The only intersection is that they all live in that area." After reading it repeatedly, Long Yuehong frowned and expressed her thoughts.
"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao seemed to be deliberately imitating Long Yuehong.
Jiang Baimian nodded lightly and said:
"Every two cases are drawn, and there is indeed something in common, but normally, if you pick two people at random, there will be such similarities, and when several cases are put together, there is really not much overlap. Well, except for the affected area."
"My analysis results are the same." Genova echoed.
Bai Chen thought for a while, and said in a guessing tone:
"I remember there is a sentence in the old world entertainment materials, which is probably like this: after all possibilities are ruled out, the remaining one is the truth no matter how incredible it is.
"Since the only thing in common is living in the same area, does that mean that the problem is that area? Somewhere in that area, there is a hidden source of infection for this 'innocent disease'?"
Long Yuehong subconsciously retorted:
"Then how do you explain that after a concentrated outbreak of a group of cases, the 'involuntary disease' epidemic will subside, and then, perhaps in a far away place, there will be another outbreak?"
"It's possible that the source of infection has grown feet." Shang Jianyao helped to think of the reason with a sincere look on his face.
Jiang Baimian laughed, looked at Long Yuehong and said:
"What if the source of infection is a living creature, such as a human
"He was in this place for a while, and then he went somewhere else, and that's what we're seeing."
"This..." Long Yuehong was suddenly frightened, trying desperately to think about the details that could be refuted, "but, doesn't it mean that there will be outbreaks of 'innocence' from time to time in many places on the dusty soil? These places are all over the world, can the source of infection come through? ?"
Jiang Baimian did not look away, and asked with a smile:
"What if the source of infection is not a single person, but a group of people?"
Long Yuehong fell silent, only to feel that the silence in the room was a bit scary.
Jiang Baimian sighed and turned to say:
"After initially confirming that the 'Dream Protector' of the 'Mirage Dragon Cult' was infected with the 'innocence disease' because he entered Jiang Xiaoyue's spiritual room, I was thinking, would people like Jiang Xiaoyue, the original experimental subjects, be able to There are many? Some of them are still alive, walking in the dust, unconsciously causing the people around them to suffer from 'innocence'
"There are two problems with this guess that cannot be explained: First, the company's employees are strictly audited and know the basics, but 'innocence' still occurs at least once a year. Second, when the old world was destroyed, the number of major cities was not clear of people became 'mindless' at the same time, which is not like the change that a group of people can bring about by walking."
"Indeed." Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.
Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao and said thoughtfully:
"Could this have something to do with the 'Spiritual Corridor' that connects everyone's conscious world? Jiang Xiaoyue can have a room there, and most of those people also have a corresponding room. Some of their behaviors cause 'innocence' to the surrounding rooms. penetration?"
"I'll investigate when I enter the 'Spiritual Corridor'." Shang Jianyao looked confident.
Jiang Baimian raised his hand and touched his cochlea, then sighed with a wry smile:
"At this time, I especially hope that I am also an Awakened."
Because there is no strong "Spiritual Corridor" level in the "Old Tune Group" for the time being, which means that their subsequent discussions will fall into an air-to-air situation, so Jiang Baimian immediately stopped the discussion in this regard and sighed:
"I won't go out in the afternoon, and I still have things to do, so I might have to stay up late."
"What's the matter?" Long Yuehong asked subconsciously.
Jiang Baimian said "Hey":
"Didn't I promise Su Na and the others to get a textbook for introductory Honghe language
"Shang Jianyao and I have been shopping in the city before, and found that there is no such thing at all. Even if there is, it is prepared for the children of Honghe people, and there is no corresponding gray soil language, so I can only make it up by myself, and then go to the guild to release the task. , find a temporary bilingual teacher."
"To compile a textbook? It's definitely too late in such a short time." Long Yuehong recalled her introductory Honghe language textbook and felt that it could not be done in one afternoon and one night.
"Normally speaking, it can't be completed." Jiang Baimian looked at Genava with a smile, "But we have an old style."
"What do you need me to do?" Genova asked immediately.
Jiang Baimian smiled and asked:
"Do you have the Grey Earth, Red River Word Banks and Grammar Banks in your stored information?"
"Yes. How else would I speak Red River and Ash?" Genova moved his metal neck up and down.
Jiang Baimian nodded in satisfaction:
"Then filter out the daily needs, the simpler ones, find a place to print them out, huh, I was wrong just now, I still need to go out."
After hearing what was going on, Long Yuehong couldn't help but exclaim in her heart:
Having a robot companion really saves a lot of time!
Jiang Baimian continued:
"When we have the manuscript, we will make some revisions and adjustments to the materials based on the company's textbook and translation machine. Although the workload is still huge, I think we should be able to get it out by tomorrow morning.
"and… "
Having said that, Jiang Baimian showed a smile that made Long Yuehong inexplicably afraid:
"Besides, I didn't say that I am responsible alone, you, everyone has a share!"
As she spoke, she removed the rubber band from the back of her head, and tied her ponytail a little higher, as if she had entered a fighting state.
"Yeah." Bai Chen was the first to agree.
"Okay." Shang Jianyao was half a second slower.
"Okay." "No problem." Long Yuehong and Genova were at the bottom.
…
Early the next morning, Jiang Baimian, who had changed the group's sleeping place to the three-bedroom apartment in the Red Giant Wolf District, stretched his waist and looked at the manuscript in front of him for the convenience of "work" and said:
"It's done!"
A simplified version of the introductory textbook for Huitu people to learn Honghe language was born.
Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and others also looked happy.
Jiang Baimian rolled her wrists to check the time, and greeted everyone for breakfast. At the same time, she turned on the transceiver to see if there was any telegram from the Zhao family.
Just after eight o'clock, a telegram came in.
After Jiang Baimian decoded the code, he read out the corresponding content briskly:
"Please visit General Phocas in the next few days, we have contacted him and agreed on a code to prove your identity, 'books'...
"His mansion is at 18 Civic Street, Golden Apple District..."