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"This mission is more dangerous. We just got such a mechanical arm again, so I applied to the team leader for a transplant to improve my strength. No, did I come back safely with it?

"Haha, this kind of mechanical product is a man's romance, a warrior's dream lover, and few people can stand it. If I hadn't applied decisively and seized the opportunity, I would definitely have met Yao at a cheap price!"

He talked eloquently and said a lot.

Long Dayong didn't feel much about what he said later, but Long Zhigu quite agreed with it:

"Yeah, that looks cool!"

Heh, you kid have been reading old world entertainment materials for a while, and you have mastered the word cool... As the elder brother, Long Yuehong's immediate reaction was that he had to educate his younger brother.

Of course, now is definitely not the right time, Long Yuehong suppressed her thoughts and added with a smile in order to enhance her persuasiveness:

"Not only does it look cool, it's even cooler to use!"

Longzhi Gu curiously asked:

"What are the effects?"

Long Yuehong thought about it and said:

"This has a confidentiality level, I can't tell you the details, I can only demonstrate some simple functions.

"For example, for example..."

Because of his guilty conscience, he suddenly couldn't think of a project suitable for showing to his family, so he instinctively changed the shape of his lower finger and blurted out:

"You can open cans!"

As soon as the words fell, Long Yuehong's face almost twitched:

Damn, it must be that Shang Jianyao is always nagging about opening cans with a robotic arm, which makes me almost form a conditioned reflex!

"It's really cool..." Long Zhigu didn't know the twists and turns in his brother's heart, and he yearned for deformable fingers.

Long Dayong, who is in charge of opening cans at home, was even more appreciative.

Gu Hong frowned, looked Long Yuehong up and down and said:

"How do you go on a blind date like this?

"Girls will find it scary."

It was late autumn at this time, and the four members of the "Old Tune Group" missed the unified allocation for the new year because they had gone out and did not return.

"Yes, yes." Long Aihong imitated her brother's mantra.

As a girl, she really felt that a mechanical arm was weird and a bit creepy.

Long Yuehong was more open-minded about this, not as concerned as before and said:

"Anyway, it's not too urgent. You can wait for the unified distribution next year."

He paused, and added hesitantly:

"By then, I may have quit the security department and transferred to another position, which will be more stable."

After waking up from the near death this time, Long Yuehong became more and more sure that he is not a person who likes adventures and thrills. He yearns for a stable life and doesn't want to risk his life for illusory things. He just hopes to live a down-to-earth life. .

He felt that with the contribution of the "Old Tune Group" this time, coupled with the fact that he was seriously injured and lost his arm, even if the service period had not yet expired, he should be able to successfully leave the "Old Tune Group" and no longer perform field duties.

The reason why Long Yuehong didn't speak so positively just now was because she was worried that this would make her parents have too much expectations, and there will always be various accidents in life.

Moreover, he could see that the team leader and Shang Jianyao would definitely continue, and Xiaobai seemed to have plans in this regard, and actually wanted to take the risk of doing genetic modification.

As a member of the group, Long Yuehong felt that if she was the only one who quit, it would be very embarrassing, just like running away.

After going through life and death together for more than a year, he couldn't let go of the deep friendship between his companions.

This made him quite confused, afraid to promise anything to his parents.

"En." Gu Hong nodded, "You may have D6 by then, and you will be promoted to a higher level after leaving the security department. Who can't match the D7 team leader?"

The more she talked, the more proud she became, and it seemed that she no longer cared about the problem with the mechanical arm.

After a few days, the rewards will be distributed, maybe there will be a D6 level... Long Yuehong murmured in her heart after hearing the words.

This kind of promotion speed can be called a rocket in the "Pangaea".

After Long Dayong, Long Zhigu, and Long Aihong finished their housework, they sat down and listened to Long Yuehong's experience of going out on a mission.

Although the results of the confidentiality review have not yet been issued, and Long Yuehong doesn't know whether he can or should not speak about many things, but what he can say is enough to make his younger brother and younger sister listen attentively, as if this is the most attractive thing. Old World Entertainment Materials.

After the lights were turned off and each entered the room, Gu Hong and Long Dayong lay down on the bed, without speaking for a long time, as if the other party had already fallen asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Hong looked at the ceiling in the darkness and said faintly:

"He is still the same as before, he likes to explain and explain when he tells a lie."

"Yeah..." Long Dayong sighed for a long time.

……

Inside the "Soul Room".

Shang Jianyao silently watched the current environment for a long time, making the scattered self return to the only one.

He stood up, walked to the scarlet door, and grasped the brass handle.

Without any hesitation, Shang Jianyao opened the door in front of him with a slight twist and pull.

What appeared in his eyes was a deep corridor covered with thick dark yellow carpets, with one room after another on both sides of the corridor.

These rooms all have vermilion doors, brass-colored old locks, and golden house numbers. At first glance, they are almost identical.

Between them, there is a wall lamp at a certain distance—a wall lamp with elegant shape and dim light, but it cannot illuminate where the end of the corridor is.

"The Corridor of the Mind".

This is the "spiritual corridor".

Shang Jian Yao put one hand in his pocket, turned around, looked at his room, and found that the three golden numbers were:

"1", "3", "1"

"131..." Shang Jian Yao shook his head.

He directly manifested three new figures in the room:

"6", "4", "7"

Then, Shang Jianyao was busy replacing "647" with "131".

But as soon as he finished the job, he blinked, and "647" changed back to "131".

Shang Jianyao thought for a while, and directly manifested a piece of black cloth, covering the original "131", and then wrote the number "196" on the black cloth with a golden pearl pen.

He then supported his eyelids with his fingers to prevent them from blinking.

In the next second, the "196" he wrote and the manifested black cloth disappeared without a sound.

"It can't be changed..." Finally, Shang Jianyao made a regretful voice.

He stopped fussing about this and turned his gaze around.

With a glance, he saw "538", "205", "912" and other rooms.

"There is no '503' and '102'..." Shang Jianyao rubbed his face, expressing his disappointment.

The "503" room is suspected to belong to Jiang Xiaoyue, who once made the "Dream Protector" of the "Dragon Sect" suffer from "no heart disease", and "102" is the last "spiritual corridor" room that Yan Hu entered before falling asleep.

In disappointment, Shang Jianyao walked towards the side of the corridor like a walk, as if he wanted to find the end.

After four or five steps, he came to the room with the house number "1012".

Shang Jianyao hesitated for a few seconds, raised his arms, crossed them on his chest, and said loudly:

"Distance is our friend!"

The rooms starting with "10" most likely belong to "Yougu", so we must treat them with vigilance!

After walking forward for a while, Shang Jianyao suddenly stopped and turned his gaze to a room on the left.

The golden house number "1215" is pasted on the vermilion door.

In the "Soul Corridor", the rooms beginning with "12" either belong to "Zhuang Sheng" or are in the field of "Si Ming".

Shang Jianyao looked at it carefully for a while, and split into nine other selves, ready to vote on whether to explore this room.

Chapter 2 First Exploration

Outside Room "1215", on the "Mind Corridor".

Different from the past, the ten Shang Jianyao not only held different items, whether there were or were not, but also had certain differences in clothing, which appeared to be more differentiated.

Shang Jianyao, who was wearing a deerstalker hat, rubbed his chin, looked around and said:

"Let's vote.

"We are a democratic team, the minority obeys the majority."

"You are a tyranny of the majority!" Shang Jianyao, who was still wearing a gray camouflage uniform, said something.

He was honest and contradictory, never hiding his words.

Shang Jianyao, who was wearing a deer hunting cap, took out a pipe from nowhere, sniffed it and said:

"For efficiency, certain sacrifices have to be made."

He then said:

"Okay, raise your hand if you agree to enter this room to explore."

With a swipe of the floor, the five Shang Jianyao raised their right hands.

This includes the most reckless one, the one with the "yeah, yeah" habit, the one who likes to joke around, the one who hates bad things, and the one who seeks novelty and loves to sing and dance.

"Five vs. five, there's no way to make a decision." Shang Jianyao, wearing a deerstalker hat, had a pipe in his mouth, with a perplexed expression on his face, "It's better to only have nine as before."

He is the convener and moderator of the Shangjianyao Democratic Consultation.

Honest Shang Jianyao immediately retorted:

"Others can abstain, and nine can also draw."

"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao, who agreed, installed a mechanical arm on himself.

The small speaker and portable recording device he used to have belonged to the one who loves to sing and dance.

"Two benefactors, don't quarrel anymore." Shang Jianyao, who was spinning the "Six Sense Bead", persuaded.

He put on a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock, his face was iron-black, and his eyes even glowed red, like a half-mechanical monk.

The cowardly Shang Jianyao, who was also wearing gray camouflage, sneered:

"Who knows what's behind the door, it's very dangerous to explore rashly.

"It's hard to be promoted to the 'Spirit Corridor', and it can be regarded as having the real self-protection power on the dust. How can you take such a risk?"

"No, your sentence is wrong." The honest Shang Jianyao retorted, "There may be danger hidden behind every door. Don't you never explore and just stop like this?"

After speaking, he seemed to have made up his mind and raised his right hand:

"I thought about it carefully and changed it to agree."

Shang Jianyao, who was wearing a deerstalker hat and a black coat, let out a long sigh:

"Business sees Yao referendum result is:

"Enter the door to explore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ten Shangjian Yao returned to one, wearing the gray camouflage pattern on their bodies.

A few steps forward, Shang Jian Yao Tan grasped the door handle of "1215".

It seemed that none of the rooms in the "Spirit Corridor" could be really locked. He just pushed lightly, twisted and pushed, and the scarlet door opened back.

It was dark inside, with only a faint light, so that people outside the door could not see clearly what was there.

Shang Jianyao, who had already made a decision, stepped in without hesitation, his eyes gradually adapted to the light here, and he saw that this place was still a corridor, rather than a well-decorated room with a certain meaning.

Shang Jianyao was not surprised by this.

Based on the common sense of the "spiritual corridor" he currently has, he can basically draw a conclusion:

The "room" corresponding to each person seems small, but it is actually a whole spiritual world including the "Ocean of Origin".