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Compared with the 1800 per month and nothing at the end of the year when they first started working, it is a huge difference. One person is almost as good as the other family.

"I always knew that the people on duty in the 'Security Department' were promoted very quickly, but I didn't expect it to be so fast." Long Yuehong calmed down and sighed sincerely.

It's less than a year since he graduated!

Jiang Baimian said with a slightly complicated expression:

"Normally it's not that fast.

"It took me almost two years to get to D6."

"This is seeking wealth and wealth." Shang Jianyao helped to fill in a line.

Just as Deputy Minister Xi Yu said, the number of incidents encountered by the "Old Tune Team" in these two missions can be compared to other people's dozen or twenty times.

Hearing this sentence, Long Yuehong muttered for a while:

"It's better to be normal."

After another year or two, he will be promoted to D6 level steadily, and if he transfers to other positions, he will be directly promoted to D7 team leader level, and he can become a small leader. "Team leader, when the time comes, all relatives will have face—"Security Department" employees will be directly promoted to a higher level when they transfer jobs.

"This matter is not something we can count on." Jiang Baimian smiled, and looked down at the computer file, "The compensation converted from the batch of portable computers, plus various intelligence rewards, food subsidies for the return trip and The field subsidies during this period amount to [-] contribution points per person."

This is still incomparable with their last time, because that time they brought back two full loads of supplies and an armored vehicle.

In the end, it can be converted to [-], which also shows that the company is very satisfied with this batch of new portable computers, and it is relatively short.

"Not bad." Bai Chen expressed her understanding.

Long Yuehong nodded first, and then asked expectantly:

"Can each keep a few?"

"How many?" Jiang Baimian laughed, "We are only given one share per person, and we can also choose to exchange it for contribution points."

"Okay." Long Yuehong heaved a sigh of relief.

As an elder brother, as the current backbone of the Long family, he must work hard to realize the bulls that are blown out.

Jiang Baimian turned to look at Shang Jianyao:

"Some of the songs in your little speaker have been deleted, as have those old world entertainment materials. Hey, there's something about the 'natural sect'. The censorship is even stricter."

In the new regulations, old things that can store electronic data are counted as newly harvested items every time they come back, and the contents need to be checked.

Shang Jian Yao smiled indifferently and said:

"They can delete the songs in the speakers, but they can't delete my memory. I can sing by myself and then record it."

Be careful that the Awakened One who can delete memories from before came to you... Jiang Baimian muttered silently, and said with a "hmm":

"The reviewed items will be distributed along with the portable computer, probably tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and there will be a mental state assessment at that time.

"Here is the confidentiality list. Look at it yourself, and remember what you can say and what you can't say."

While distributing the printed documents to the team members, she looked at Bai Chen and said:

"With your current employee level and the number of contribution points, you can apply for bioprosthetic transplantation and genetic modification, but I don't recommend doing the latter, as it's still too dangerous given the current level of technology.

"For biological prosthetics, I will apply for a list for you later, and you can choose by yourself. Well, you can also consider waiting a little longer. When you reach D7 and D8, you can change to better and more powerful ones."

Bai Chen nodded solemnly:

"I will seriously consider it."

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"Also, remember to go to the 'Material Supply Market' on this floor to get genetically modified drugs. This is your benefit. Although you are an adult, the effect is not that good, but it is better than nothing."

Bai Chen said that she would never forget.

This morning, the time of the "Old Tune Team" was spent on memorizing confidential matters and confirming the electronic card data.

……

After dinner in the small cafeteria of the "Department of Security", when they returned to the 495th floor, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong found a circle of people outside Room 23 in Area C.

They pointed and whispered there, not knowing what they were talking about.

Among them is Gu Hong, Long Yuehong's mother.

"What's the matter?" Long Yuehong moved closer and looked at the closed door through the gap in the crowd.

Seeing Shang Jianyao beside him, Gu Hong smiled and said hello first:

"Xiao Shang, the longer you grow, the more energetic you become."

"I still need to learn more from you." Shang Jianyao answered in a wrong way, and he didn't know where he was cramped.

Fortunately, Gu Hong's focus was not on his side, and instead told Long Yuehong the reason for the onlookers:

"People from the 'Order Supervision Room' came over and removed all the tattered furniture in the room."

As she spoke, she lowered her voice:

"Something bad must have happened inside and it needs a thorough cleaning."

"That's it..." Long Yuehong suspected that the "Order Supervision Department" still hadn't found any problems, so she had to clear the room and let it air out.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jian Yao nodded.

Nodding... What does he mean... Long Yuehong couldn't understand for a moment.

It took him a long time to come to his senses. He withdrew from the crowd and said in a low voice:

"After lights out?"

Do another probe after lights out?

Anyway, the people in the "Order Supervision Department" didn't have any problems.

Shang Jian Yao nodded again.

He then returned to No. 196, Area B.

Because there was still some time before the hourly news, Shang Jian Yao lay on the bed and raised his hand to pinch his temples.

……

In the shimmering "Sea of ​​Origin", Shang Jianyao swam forward leisurely but persistently.

Swimming, he saw thin yellow-green mist rising from the junction of the dark sky and the "Sea of ​​Origin".

Shang Jianyao's expression suddenly became excited, he alternated his hands quickly, his feet kept hitting "water", and quickly pushed towards that side in a freestyle manner.

As the distance shortened, he saw that there seemed to be a huge city in the faint yellow-green mist.

The city is full of high-rise buildings, and the lights are like reflected stars, magnificent and magnificent.

Shang Jianyao continued to swim in that direction, but no matter what, he still couldn't really get close, as if there was an invisible barrier between the two sides that was difficult to pass through.

After a while, the thin yellow-green mist gradually dissipated, and the city that seemed to come from the old world also disappeared.

Shang Jianyao stopped, stepped on the "water", looked at the sea level, and said to himself:

"Mirage?

"New island?"

Then, he was silent for a while, and whispered again:

"yellow-green……"

Chapter 13 Revisited

After lights out, outside Room 23, Area C.

Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, who were wrapped in army green thick cotton coats, gathered together and shone the light of the flashlight on the brown mahogany door with white numbers written on it.

"Really want to try?" Long Yuehong was still a little timid when things came to an end.

Shang Jian Yao took out the electronic card with the other hand, and said calmly:

"You pay attention to my state, and shout immediately 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 flipped the locking plate lightly, and slowly turned the handle.

He pushed the door forward little by little, as if the door weighed thousands of catties.

Finally, the door of Room 23 opened a huge gap, and the scene inside was faintly visible under the afterglow of the flashlight.

"There is nothing unusual this time." Shang Jianyao said while pushing the door completely open.

Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and then reminded:

"Be careful when you go in."

Shang Jian Yao turned around and glanced at him with strange eyes:

"Shouldn't you go in first?"

At this moment, Long Yuehong suffocated.

The next second, he saw Shang Jianyao lighting up room 23 with a flashlight.

This place is not big, 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 is empty and there is nothing else.

After the flashlight shone through every corner, Shang Jianyao took a step forward.

He walked slowly, as if turning into a robot with rusty joints, almost moving through the open door.

Long Yuehong forgot the joke just now, tensed up again, and could shout "Help" at any time.

It took more than ten seconds for Shang Jianyao to completely enter the room No. 23.

He turned around, put the flashlight on his chin, and let the light illuminate his face uncertainly.

"Long Yuehong..." Shang Jianyao shouted slowly and erratically.

"What?" Long Yuehong tensed up.

Shang Jianyao's voice maintained that gloomy feeling:

"Do you think I look like a ghost..."

"..." Long Yuehong wanted to curse.

Breathing out, he said in a tactful way:

"It's a good thing the speaker hasn't been returned to you. Otherwise, playing a song that can create a scary atmosphere at this time will make you feel better."

Shang Jianyao gave him a contemptuous look:

"It will disturb others' sleep."

Long Yuehong was unable to refute.

Shang Jianyao immediately withdrew his gaze, and with the light of the flashlight, he checked the situation in Room 23 inch by inch.

Seeing that he was fine, Long Yuehong plucked up her courage and moved past the door a little bit.

"No..." Long Yuehong swallowed the words as soon as she uttered them.

What he wanted to say was "nothing".

Shang Jian Yao looked at him regretfully:

"Why don't you finish?"

I'm not stupid... Although I still don't think there's anything wrong with my luck, I'd rather believe it or not... Long Yuehong muttered a few words silently, followed by the light of the flashlight, and searched for possible Anomalies exist.

The tattered furniture in Room 23 had been evacuated, and Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong quickly finished their busy work.