long night fire

Jiang Wenfeng did not respond.

……

Floor 495, Zone C, inside the activity center.

Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, Meng Xia, and Zhang Lei sat in the corner, chatting about various topics while feeling the excitement around them.

"It's been a few days since we came back, why hasn't Yang Zhenyuan appeared..." Long Yuehong mentioned another friend of hers.

Meng Xia sneered:

"Probably busy with the kids."

Long Yuehong suddenly realized, and patted her forehead with her right hand:

"I forgot about it."

In the sound of the bang, he frowned slightly, but pretended nothing happened.

Meng Xia glanced at him, then at Shang Jianyao:

"Besides, your rank promotion is too fast. As a classmate, I feel inferior in front of you!"

The "Pangaean creature" is neither small nor big, and the news that Long Yuehong and Shang Jianyao have reached D5 has spread throughout the entire 495th floor.

"You can also apply to be transferred to the first-line team of the Ministry of Security." Shang Jianyao gave a serious suggestion.

Meng Xia rolled her eyes:

"Let's just forget about it and wait for one of the classmates to come out, no, two managers, two of them will succeed, and the chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven."

While chatting, Shang Jianyao suddenly looked at Meng Xia's husband Zhang Lei:

"Have you ever heard of the 'Natural Sect'?"

This is a cult that has spread within the company for a while and has influenced some people.

Zhang Lei recalled:

"Is it the sect that likes to run around without clothes?"

"Yes." Long Yuehong helped to affirm.

"Is there such a sect?" Meng Xia was surprised.

Zhang Lei nodded:

"Before joining the company, I met several times near the 'White Knights'."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Xia suddenly interrupted:

"Does it look good?"

"Some are old, some are inferior." Zhang Lei said casually.

Shang Jian Yao asked excitedly:

"Then do you know which executive age they believe in?"

Zhang Lei thought for a while and said:

"Looks like May's 'Overseer'."

Shang Jianyao "suddenly realized":

"Streaking is also a kind of performance art!"

After chatting for a while, the pregnant woman was "forcibly" taken away. Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong followed and left the activity center and went back to their respective homes.

Area B, in room 196.

Shang Jian Yao was lying on the bed with his eyes open in the silent darkness.

Near the window, the light of the street lamp outside illuminates an area, which is stirred by the shadows of passing pedestrians from time to time.

A few minutes later, there was a new movement on the radio, and the slightly childish voice sounded:

"Hi everyone, I'm Hou Yi, the hourly newscaster, and it's 8 o'clock in the evening...

"Today, Vice President Ji Ze, director of the board of directors, convened a 'Safety Production Month' meeting..."

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"The Ministry of Water Resources Conservation will organize a series of 'Water Conservation Lectures' one after another...

"At 568:[-] this evening, a murder case occurred on the [-]th floor. According to preliminary investigations, the reason was that various trivial conflicts in daily life exploded after accumulating..."

"..."

The slightly childlike voice echoes on every floor, allowing employees listening to the radio to understand the bigger things happening in the company today.

This is both good and bad, but none of it prevents Shang Jianyao's room from becoming quieter.

After the whole news, in response to today's burglary and homicide case, the radio station planned a retrospective program to re-introduce all the vicious cases and corresponding verdicts after the "Panga biology" was moved into the underground building, in order to warn the employees .

This show was still hosted by Hou Yi, and Shang Jianyao listened with great interest.

Some of those vicious cases are familiar to everyone, such as the bombing on the 386th floor.

At that time, it was still in a chaotic era, and the material shortage of "Pangaea Biology" was very serious, especially in terms of mineral resources. For this reason, the board of directors specially sent some teams to occupy some mines in the surrounding area.

There is a D6-level middle-level employee. After working in the mine for half a year, he came home to find that his wife was having an affair with a neighbor. The neighbor not only had a higher rank than him, but also had a certain relationship in the management. He was a relative of a certain family. .

The more the employee thought about it, the more angry he thought that the big trouble would be the divorce of the husband and wife, and it would be difficult to cause any harm to the culprit, so he pretended not to know and returned to the mine.

After another half a year, when he came home again, he knocked on the neighbor's door at night.

It was the male owner who opened the door, and the employee didn't say much, just pulled up his clothes, revealing a circle of detonators wrapped around his waist.

Before the male host could identify what it was, he was grabbed by the other party.

Then, the explosion happened.

The two died naturally without a whole body. The children on that floor were said to have picked up a few fingers when they played the next day.

The rooms and floors in that area were severely damaged. Fortunately, the explosion occurred at the door, so the impact on the bedrooms inside would not be that great, otherwise the death toll would definitely be more than two.

Based on the possible harmfulness of similar incidents to the structure of the underground building, "Panga Biology" began to pay attention to the inspection of access and management of the mine, and only then did the following series of rules and regulations come into being. At the same time, the behavior of destroying the marriage of expatriate employees was banned It was found to be illegal and written into the corresponding file.

Quietly finished listening to this episode of the retrospective program, Shang Jianyao raised his hand and rubbed his temples unsatisfied.

……

In the room corresponding to the "spiritual corridor", his figure emerged.

This time, Shang Jianyao did not look for the "1215" house number, but chose a new target far away from his room.

"522"

"5" represents the domain of the "supervisor" who is in charge of the year of May, and this person is the object of the "natural sect" belief.

Of course, "5" may also belong to the field of "Zhuang Sheng".

After a new round of voting, Shang Jianyao determined the initial exploration policy.

So, they folded into one and opened the door of the "522" room.

What caught Shang Jianyao's eyes was a ruin, the window glass was broken, the outer wall was immersed in the darkness of night, and different places were stained with large bloodstains.

Shang Jian saw that Yao Mingming walked into the room, but he seemed to come out of a certain building, and he was immediately placed on the street where vehicles were piled up chaotically.

He didn't rush forward, he stood in the middle of the street and observed the surrounding situation.

At this moment, the front door of a car next to it was suddenly pushed open, and a figure jumped out.

His hair was messy, his eyes were cloudy and bloodshot, and he looked like an "unintentional person".

Shang Jianyao had already noticed it the moment the car door opened, but when his body was about to get out of the way, he stopped forcibly, treating himself as a target.

The "unintentional person" jumped on him and bit his shoulder.

The corresponding position was blurred with flesh and blood.

"Aww!" Shang Jian Yao howled in pain, and then exerted his strength to shake the "unintentional man" out.

He didn't even look at the dangerous creature, divided into ten, and looked at each other.

Every Shang Jianyao had hideous wounds on his shoulders.

Shang Jianyao, wearing a deerstalker hat and smoking a pipe, nodded thoughtfully:

"The situation just now illustrates two things:

"One, this is the spiritual world, not the real reality. The response to human consciousness depends on the state or cognition of the room owner at that time. It may or may not be there. You cannot rely on this in the future exploration process.

"Second, when someone explores the spiritual world, it seems that not only the spirit will be hurt, but the body will also be hurt."

"How can there be a body now? This itself is a manifestation of the spirit." The honest Shang Jianyao immediately retorted.

At this time, the "unintentional person" rushed over again.

But when he was in mid-air, a billboard that was already precarious from the height suddenly fell, and with the sound of wind, it hit him.

Snapped!

The "unintentional person" who was difficult to change direction was photographed on the ground by the billboard, with blood flowing from his head.

He twitched and struggled, and seemed unable to die for a while, completely showing the tenacity of the vitality of the "unintentional one".

But he can't do anything anymore, at least he can't interfere with the convening of the Shang Jianyao Democratic Consultation Conference.

Shang Jianyao, who was wearing a deerstalker hat, took out the pipe from his mouth:

"What I mean is, I originally thought that the attacks in the spiritual world, in addition to being manifested in the form of the ability of the awakened, only have emotional impacts, such as causing panic, fear, confusion and other reactions, forcing us to forcibly exit the 'spiritual corridor' ', leaving a bad mark, but now it seems that it can still be 'physically attacked', and it can also cause damage."

The cowardly but absolutely smart Shang Jianyao agreed:

"This kind of 'physical attack' is actually a kind of mental attack in essence, but it has a similar form of expression due to different environments."

"It looks like we are bleeding from our shoulders, but actually we have suffered a certain amount of mental trauma." Shang Jianyao, who pays more attention to emotions and is relatively restrained, followed up.

He wears everyday clothes, enlarged versions of those he wore as a teenager.

The reckless and bold Shang Jianyao immediately said:

"Then do we have to make certain preparations for such attacks?

"How do we make ourselves capable of 'physical attack'?"

Shang Jianyao, wearing a deerstalker hat, shook his pipe:

"We can manifest guns and ammunition, and then attach the ability 'interference substance' when shooting.

"Because the bullets are small and light, this intervention can be added in small portions, thus saving our mental consumption."

It is obviously impossible to cause damage by manifesting weapons in the spiritual world of others and shooting them directly, and one must actively "infuse" the spirit.

In this respect, the ability of "interfering with matter" has a unique advantage.

Shang Jian Yao quickly reached an agreement.

In order to reduce mental consumption, they reunited as one, with an extra "Berserker" assault rifle in their hands.

Holding this weapon, Shang Jianyao walked towards the front of the street step by step.

Not long after, figures appeared one after another from among the windows of the surrounding buildings, in many corners of the street, and among some abandoned cars.

There are hundreds of them, male and female, old and young, all with tattered and dirty clothes, and horrible cloudy eyes.

Some of these "unintentional people" were armed with various guns, some with sticks and wrenches, and some with bare hands, and attacked Shang Jianyao from all directions.

Da da da!Bang bang bang!

Shang Jianyao skillfully rolled and shot, allowing bullets to stably penetrate into the bodies of different enemies.

Those "unintentional people" are also very good at using weapons. If Shang Jianyao hadn't used "missing hands" and "hypocritical people" from time to time, he would definitely not be able to fight against a hundred without any harm to himself.

Compared with the human army in reality, the "unintentional ones" here will not be defeated by fear!

Da da da.

In the fierce gun battle, a large number of "unintentional people" lost their lives and fell to the ground, but at the end of this street, more "unintentional people" heard the movement here, and rushed over one after another.

Looking at the countless figures, Shang Jianyao sighed in a playful manner:

"Not enough ammunition..."