"One price, three gifts..."
Shang Jianyao glanced at this human-shaped light and shadow, directly passed "him", and walked into the depths of the hall.
There was no change in the "figure", and the voice of "one price, three gifts" still reverberated.
A few minutes later, Shang Jianyao came to the innermost part of the hall and saw a heavy gray and white stone door.
It is embedded in the black metal wall, bathed in the radiance of the "stars", highlighting the three grooves that exist on the surface.
The three grooves are located two meters high, one up and two down, like the three vertices of an equilateral triangle.
Shang Jianyao watched quietly for a few seconds, and suddenly the bright "stars" were reflected in his eyes.
He immediately leaned forward and pressed his hands on the gray-white stone door.
In the grooves on the surface of the stone gate, groups of white lights lit up one after another, as if "stars" fell from the sky and crashed into it.
Within these three "stars", the illusory words quickly appeared, but they seemed to be tumbling and changing with Shang Jianyao's thinking, and they could not be fixed.
The unusually heavy-looking gray-and-white stone door creaked, but was stingy about letting the door crack open.
Shang Jianyao paused, took a breath, and then exerted his strength again to push forward.
The "stars" in the three grooves first dimmed as he stopped, and then burst into a bright and pure light during a new round of exertion.
The phantom text in them rolled slowly, but still did not stop.
Shimen swayed lightly, not taking a half step back.
Shang Jianyao pushed the stone door again and again. In the end, the blood vessels on his forehead were prominent, and his facial expression was distorted and hideous.
"Phew." He sighed, paused, and stood in front of the door, watching the three groups of "stars" in the groove quickly dim and disappear.
He watched all this quietly, without moving for a long time.
After a while, Shang Jianyao showed a slight smile, raised his right index finger and middle finger, and brought them between his eyebrows.
The next second, his whole person seemed to be "deep" a lot.
Then, Shang Jianyao put his left hand in his pocket, stretched his right palm forward, and pressed it on the gray and white stone door easily and leisurely.
This time, he obviously did not exert his strength, but the "stars" reflected in his eyes became clearer and brighter.
Above the gray-white stone gate, in the three grooves, the "starlight" lit up and condensed into a white ball. Those illusory words before also rolled and emerged, but the speed of change gradually slowed down.
Finally, they were fixed.
In order from top to bottom and from left to right, the words in the three groups of white lights are:
"The Reasoning Clown", "The Hypocritical Man", "Lack of Two-Handed Movement".
The gray and white stone door trembled slightly, and in Zazaza's voice, he stepped back a little heavily.
Behind the widened door, a faint light flickered, and an upward silver-white metal staircase stood quietly in the darkness.
Shang Jianyao tried to stretch his hand through the crack of the door, but was unsuccessful.
He tried to put his foot in again, but failed.
He used both hands and feet, and changed various postures, from the golden rooster to standing upright, but failed to achieve good results.
After verification, he determined that he could only squeeze the tips of his fingers and the tip of his nose through the crack of the door.
And no matter how much he concentrated, the gray-white stone door did not continue to retreat.
After trying again and again, Shang Jianyao's figure gradually blurred.
He finally stopped moving, watching his body getting lighter and lighter.
In Room 196, Area B, Floor 495, Shang Jianyao, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.
He saw the four-panel windows that reflected the light of the street lamps, the wooden table bathed in dim light, the "living room" where the light gradually turned to darkness, the end of the bench and the edge of the old bed sunk in the darkness.
It was so quiet around.
Suddenly, the loudspeakers hanging from the ceiling of the street sounded at the same time, making a sweet voice with a childish feeling:
"Hello everyone, I'm Houyi, the hourly news announcer, it's 8:00 pm...
"At 5:20 p.m., a small fire broke out in a factory on the 102nd floor, killing one person and injuring three people. The open fire has now been put out, and the material loss is being counted. The director of the company's board of directors and vice president Ji Ze emphasized again: 'The fire is merciless, Alarm bells ringing'…
"From tomorrow, the No. 2 reactor unit in the 'Energy Zone' will be officially shut down for maintenance, and the energy ration for all employees will be reduced by a quarter. The recovery time is to be determined...
"Sun Chuci, chief scientist of the 'Geothermal Research Institute', said that he has been exploring the establishment of a better geothermal utilization model, which can bring benefits to the 'living area' under the premise of maintaining the best environment of some plots in the 'inner ecological area'. A certain change in night temperature…
"At 6:40 in the evening, there was a quarrel in the 'staff canteen' on the 577th floor. An employee accused the canteen catering staff of being unfair. The same meat dish was about one-tenth less. The 'order supervision team' on the floor has intervened. investigation…
"From 7:20 to 30 pm, two male employees fought each other in the 'Activity Center' on the 414th floor. The 'Order Supervision Team' on this floor has been involved in the investigation. The outcome of a unified marriage is related to…
"…
"... At the end of the news, it's still a cappella song, I hope everyone likes it, thank you.
"… "
Shang Jianyao was lying on the bed that was not illuminated by the street lights, listening to the broadcast with a calm expression, without any movement.
Unconsciously, he fell asleep.
When he woke up, the street lights outside had gone out, and the surroundings were pitch black.
The cold air at night filled the room, and Shang Jianyao found that he had taken off his clothes at some point, shrunk into the quilt, and covered the quilt with the dark green thick cotton coat beside the bed.
He didn't have a clock, so he didn't know what time it was, but he could only be sure that it wasn't 6:30 in the morning because the street lights weren't on yet.
He estimated and found that he probably fell asleep before 8:30 last night, more than two hours earlier than normal, so he woke up earlier than normal.
After feeling the bulge in his lower abdomen for a few seconds, Shang Jian Yao took a clumsy torch with a black plastic case from the pillow and pushed the switch forward.
A condensed beam of light shot out, reflecting the washbasin diagonally opposite.
"I forgot to wash my face, brush my teeth, and soak my feet..." Shang Jianyao muttered, and suddenly lifted the quilt, rolled over and got out of bed.
Inside the company, except for the employees and managers who can be allocated a separate toilet, the others can only take a bath in the large bathroom attached to the "activity center".
For some special positions, except for employees who need to clean their bodies every day, everyone has a limit of twice a week, which will be invalid after expiration and cannot be accumulated.
After getting out of bed, Shang Jianyao didn't delay, put on the dark green thick cotton coat, holding a flashlight, hurried out the door, and went straight to the public toilet at the end of the street.
The batteries in the flashlight are part of the energy quota, and he does not dare to waste them—many employees have their own wooden buckets, spittoons, etc. at home, so as not to go out at night, but unfortunately, those things also need to be contributed to replace.
At this time, the public toilet was empty, and the sensor light came on with the sound of Shang Jianyao's footsteps, which was quite dim.
After solving the physiological problem, Shang Jianyao walked out of the public toilet and prepared to go home.
Just then, he saw a beam of light, apparently from a torch, coming from the corner of the aisle.
A few seconds later, a man wearing a dark green cotton coat of the same style as Shang Jianyao walked over quickly and turned to the opposite place to the public toilet.
Shang Jianyao stared at it for two seconds, suddenly turned off the flashlight, trot silently in the darkness, and ran towards the small group of light created by the other party.
Soon, he approached the man and found that it was a middle-aged employee in the nearby block. He had to call his uncle Shen Du.
"Hi!" He suddenly jumped out of "darkness" and patted the other person's shoulder.
Shen Du shook his hand and almost threw the flashlight on the ground.
He looked at Shang Jianyao with horror on his face, and said with a sigh of relief:
"Little businessman, you scared me to death!
"In the middle of the night, don't come over to say hello so suddenly!"
Shang Jianyao smiled and said:
"Good evening Uncle Shen, I want to ask what time is it now?"
"It's less than 6 o'clock." Shen Du responded subconsciously.
Outside his house, there is a "crossroad" with a wall clock.
"Uncle Shen, where are you going?" Shang Jianyao glanced left and right.
"I'll go, go to the toilet..." Shen Du closed his mouth halfway through.
The direction he walked completely turned away from the nearest public toilet.
Under the light of the torch, his savvy face was blue and white, and he didn't know if it was frozen by the cold air at night, or for some other reason.
After organizing the language, Shen Du forced a smile:
"I went to the public toilet in Area C. Hey, when I was playing at the 'activity center' last night, there was something dropped there. I just woke up and found it, so I thought I'd look for it quickly."
Shang Jianyao nodded, his dark brown eyes seemed to be stained with pure black around him.
He laughed and said:
"Look at Uncle Shen, you're wearing a green coat, and I'm also wearing a green coat. You're a man, and I'm a man too."
Shen Du was confused for a while, and then suddenly realized:
"So, we are church members!"
He suddenly became enthusiastic:
"You also went to listen to the sermon of the 'leader'?"
"Yes." Shang Jianyao responded with a smile.