long night fire

"It's not a drag." Jiang Baimian said angrily and amusedly, "but this idea is very good. In short, do what you can. If you are like this, I will be like this. If the danger ahead is really too big to deal with , I’m sure I won’t rush over foolishly, leaving the green hills still, and I’m afraid there will be no firewood? If my generation really can’t complete the investigation of the reasons for the destruction of the old world, I will focus on cultivating the next generation.”

Having said that, Jiang Baimian thought for a while and said:

"Anyway, don't rush to make a decision. Xiaohong, don't be impulsive and give up the opportunity. Maybe you will regret it in a few days. You, Xiaobai, too. No matter what the genetic modification is, there are certain risks. You can do more. Think about it for a while and see if the situation changes, tomorrow or the accident, no one knows which will come first."

As for hello, I have already given up treatment!

Seeing that the team leader spoke more formally, both Bai Chen and Long Yuehong nodded in agreement.

On the way back to the 495th floor, Long Yuehong was silent and did not speak, while Shang Jianyao quarreled with himself.

He didn't say anything to persuade him, and he didn't cheer up. He waved his hands and set foot on the way home.

Back home, Long Yuehong started to get busy, sometimes went to the "kitchen" to help Gu Hong, and sometimes went to the small room to help her younger sister Long Aihong with her homework.

After dinner, the family cleaned up the dishes and went out for a walk. Then, the two took turns playing computer games, and the three chatted and gossiped while listening to the radio.

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

"Today, Su Yu, director of the company's board of directors, went to the surface to express condolences to the employees who were on duty at the surrounding guard posts, and commended them for their unremitting spirit in the harsh environment..."

Hearing this, Gu Hong turned her head and looked at her eldest son:

"Is the surface environment really that bad?

"You didn't say that before."

"Divided into places." Long Yuehong simply explained, "Many areas were severely damaged when the old world was destroyed, and extreme weather often occurs until today. It may be sunny in the morning, so that people are about to suffer from heat stroke, and in the afternoon, there will be a lot of damage. A goose-feather snow fell, and it was nearly one meter thick."

"Those guards and the dispatched employees of the security department really worked hard..." Gu Hong sighed with emotion.

Long Dayong immediately echoed:

"Yeah, if it weren't for their sacrifices, how could we live in such a peaceful and stable life?"

Even if the supplies are a little short, it is much better than Shuiwei Town and Hongshiji.

Long Yuehong listened quietly, raised her right hand habitually, and touched her cheek.

The cold feeling woke him up.

……

In the middle of the night, Long Yuehong's body twitched and she opened her eyes.

He just had a nightmare.

In the dream, his parents, younger brother and younger sister all suffered from "no heart disease".

He wanted to rescue him, but was hit by a shell and shattered to pieces.

Long Yuehong subconsciously raised her hand and touched her forehead, feeling cold for a while.

He habitually used his right palm again.

After switching to his left hand, he found that his forehead was covered with sweat.

Long Yuehong took a breath, exhaled slowly, and decided to go to the bathroom for convenience and wipe her face.

As soon as he came to the door of the small bathroom at home, he saw a dim light coming through the crack of the door.

"Who's in there?" Long Yuehong asked.

"Me." Long Aihong's voice came out.

Long Yuehong asked casually:

"have not sleep yet?"

Long Aihong laughed awkwardly and said:

"Brother, don't tell your parents, me, I've been playing computer games all this time."

"You won't study tomorrow?" Long Yuehong was angry and funny.

"No." Long Aihong replied very confidently, "Tomorrow is the weekend."

I forgot about this... Long Yuehong thought for a while and said:

"If I don't tell you, you can't hide it. The energy ratio at home is just that. You use so much, how could your parents not find out?"

"I, I just came back today and found out that the energy ration at home has increased a lot, so I squandered it a little bit. It's almost the end of the month. If you don't use it, it will be a waste." Long Aihong asked doubtfully, " Brother, do you know what's going on?"

Long Yuehong thought for a while and said:

"Probably, the part of the energy ration corresponding to my promotion has been issued."

"You, you got promoted again?" Long Aihong was surprised and delighted, "D6?"

Long Yuehong said a little embarrassed and a little proud:

"Just confirmed, D7."

He hasn't told his parents about this yet, and Shang Jianyao didn't publicize it on the street today.

"Wow!" Long Aihong admired sincerely, "Brother, you are amazing! Seriously, do you want to consider my classmates, several of them admire you."

Apparently, she has learned a lot from old world entertainment material.

Long Yuehong coughed:

"How long do you have?"

"Wait again, wait another 5 minutes, chatting with you until I have to re-brew the feeling." Long Aihong estimated.

Long Yuehong thought for a while and said:

"Forget it, I'll go outside."

5 minutes is more than enough.

He wrapped himself in a thick cotton coat, took a flashlight, went out of the house, and walked to the nearest public toilet.

After finishing comfortably, Long Yuehong shrank her body, illuminated the road ahead, and walked back step by step.

He has long been used to the cold after the lights are turned off. He knows that with the help of some kind of technology, most of the precious geothermal energy is directed to the "production area". The daily life provided by the "energy area" will naturally save money at night. Province.

As Long Yuehong was walking, a black figure suddenly jumped out from the side and rushed towards him.

This... Long Yuehong's actual combat experience can be said to be rich. Seeing that it was too late to dodge, she hurriedly raised her right arm and stood in front of her.

Almost at the same time, his arm was heavy, and he was pressed up by the black shadow.

With the help of the flashlight from the corner of her eye, Long Yuehong saw the attacker clearly.

It was a somewhat familiar face, it should be a neighbor nearby. At this moment, his expression was distorted, his eyes were cloudy and bloodshot.

"Wuxin disease"... Someone else has "Wuxin disease"... Long Yuehong's heart tightened, and the palm of her right hand suddenly turned red.

This was his subconscious reaction, but soon he controlled his instinct and gave up using the "laser launcher".

This will penetrate the wall or floor, which is very easy to accidentally injure others!

While thinking, Long Yue's right arm made of cast iron shook and threw the "unintentional person" out.

Then, with a kick of his feet, he jumped on him, clenched his iron fist, and swung it out.

Pong!

The head of the "unintentional person" sank directly, and exaggerated wounds appeared.

Watching the enemy fall slowly, Long Yuehong was a little frightened by the strength of the mechanical arm.

He who had just recovered from a serious injury managed to deal with a "unintentional person" so easily...

The strength of this simple fist is not much worse than the team leader's biological prosthesis, and it must be much stronger in terms of hardness!

After staying for more than ten seconds, Long Yuehong turned to the "order supervision room".

……

The next morning, in Room 647 on the 14th floor, in the office of the "Old Tune Group".

"Last night, did you suffer from 'no-heart disease' again?" Bai Chen asked as she finished her work and prepared to go to the training room.

She heard about it from the early morning radio, so she asked the well-informed native employees Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong.

Shang Jianyao looked at Long Yuehong.

Long Yuehong let out an "uh":

"I met."

"Are you okay?" Bai Chen asked.

"No." Long Yuehong smiled, "It's relatively easy to solve."

"Did the company's 'innocent disease' occur more frequently this year?" Bai Chen turned to ask another important point.

"I don't know." Shang Jian Yao shook his head, "I have to ask Dabai to look it up."

When Jiang Baimian was mentioned, Long Yuehong realized that the team leader hadn't come yet, and it was twenty minutes past working hours.

No.17 Chapter Price

Three floors of the basement building, C-14 project team.

Jiang Baimian was carrying a tactical backpack and met Mei Shouan.

"Mianmian is here?" Mei Shouan showed a kind smile, "The team responsible for making you a biological cochlear prosthesis and the corresponding equipment and equipment are all ready, we will try to get it done once, so that you won't suffer any extra pain. "

According to the scheduled procedure, Jiang Baimian will receive anesthesia in the last step of the awakening experiment and enter a deep sleep. Mei Shouan plans to divide this into two parts, leaving the first half for her to wake up, and the second half to be implanted with a biological cochlea.

From a timing point of view, this is totally doable.

"Thank you, Uncle Mei." Jiang Baimian thanked the other party sincerely.

She was afraid of being anesthetized, losing consciousness, falling into darkness, and losing control of herself, so if it could be solved at once, she would definitely agree with both hands and feet.

Mei Shouan nodded, her expression gradually became serious:

"Before the official start, there is something I must tell you.

"You should already know that the C-14 program is very low in risk, but that doesn't mean it's not at all.

"There is a five-thousandth probability that the experimenter will never wake up again, and 20.00% of them have various problems, including anxiety, mania, transient amnesia, and skin allergies for a period of time. , the vast majority have improved significantly and will recover in the foreseeable future.

"And the success rate of the experiment, that is, the probability of awakening people is very unstable. Sometimes, there are two or three in a batch, and sometimes, there are three or four consecutive batches without one awakening.

"In addition, for those who have been subjected to the experiment continuously, the probability of going wrong has skyrocketed, almost equal to suicide.

"If you think about it now, you still have a chance to regret it."

After explaining the risks, Mei Shouan sighed and said:

"You are already D9. It is only a matter of time before you enter the management team. If you are my daughter, I absolutely don't want you to take such a risk."

The hidden meaning of his words is:

Mianmian, you have to consider how your father and mother feel.

Jiang Baimian said with a smile:

"Uncle Mei, as you know, I have been running outside, and the tasks I am responsible for are a bit dangerous, and the probability of death is estimated to be more than five per thousand."

That being said, she didn't actually discuss it with Ms. Xue, and she pulled Lao Jiang to kill first and then play.

Mei Shouan gave a "hmm":

"Since you've thought it through, I won't say much, just start."

He called in a female researcher and asked her to lead Jiang Baimian to change clothes, after all, he had to undergo surgery later.

With an attitude of knowledge and research, Jiang Baimian followed the instructions in a stable mood, changed his clothes, put away his backpack, and then underwent a test. When the results came out, he was injected with a medicine.

Then, she irradiated three kinds of light in succession, and stayed in the small black room with no light or sound for nearly a quarter of an hour.

This is somewhat different from the process described by Shang Jianyao. It can be seen that the C-14 project team has made a lot of improvements over the past year.

At the end of the experiment, Jiang Baimian entered a room made of silver and white metal, and several medical personnel and equipment were waiting nearby.

"Lie on the bed." Mei Shouan pointed to the movable operating bed fixed in the center of the room.

Jiang Baimian nodded, walked over, sat down and lay down, all in one go.

"The next step is to inject anesthesia." Mei Shouan said simply.