long night fire

After a brief pause, the feeling of being suppressed by layers of seawater disappeared, and Shang Jianyao saw the light again.

What appeared in front of him was something like a "spiritual corridor", full of rooms.

But there are more than one passages here, criss-crossing, winding back and forth, as if building a maze.

The walls, ceilings and roads of the "maze" are all painted with white paint, and the doors of the rooms are of various colors without any rules.

"Is there a 'Zhuang Sheng' in every room?" Shang Jianyao started guessing quite excitedly.

He knew that "Zhuang Sheng" had a split personality, and each personality seemed to be acting independently.

This can be glimpsed from the dream in Taicheng No. [-] Senior High School, and the brightly lit buildings around the tower are also proving the side.

Shang Jian Yao turned his head and looked at the place he came from, but he didn't see the corresponding gap, only a white wall blocked his way back and eliminated the previous danger.

He ran nonchalantly, and kept opening the rooms on both sides of the aisle.

Bang Dang, Bang Dang, Bang Dang, Shang Jianyao was like a child playing a prank, he only took a look inside the open door, and then whizzed by.

Those rooms have no occupants, no furniture, empty as if just built.

Bang!

Another door was opened by Shang Jianyao.

With a glance, he saw the LCD screen, the black game console, and the child sitting on the ground holding the controller.

"Xiao Chong!" Shang Jianyao excitedly and happily stopped the car.

That was his good friend Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong, who was wearing a green sweater, ignored Shang Jianyao, and was still sitting there, playing games.

Shang Jian Yao was not surprised, he moved closer and patted Xiao Chong on the shoulder:

"Today's level is not good."

On the LCD screen, the tank controlled by Xiao Chong had just been bombarded by someone.

Xiao Chong still didn't respond, but Shang Jian Yao's right hand passed through Xiao Chong's shoulder and fell down.

He didn't touch anything.

The little Chong in this room is just a phantom.

Shang Jianyao let out an "uh" and checked the black game console, LCD screen and the white low cabinet where the screen was placed, and found that they were all phantoms.

"Holographic projection?" The calm and rational Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin and turned around.

His eyes turned to the snow-white ceiling, where a very advanced projector hung.

"Who made this video, Xiao Chong's parents?" Shang Jianyao has read old world entertainment materials, and his ideas are jumpy enough. His thinking has always been open. "Record the child's growth?"

He then squatted next to "Xiao Chong", watching him play games.

In less than a minute, Xiao Chong's tank was bombed again, exactly the same as the scene just now.

The recording is playing in a loop.

"It's boring..." Shang Jianyao muttered and stood up.

He leaves the room and continues to walk the maze and play the door game.

Amidst the bang bang bang, the doors opened one after another, revealing the empty inside.

It wasn't until turning into another aisle that Shang Jianyao saw a single bed in a room.

The single bed is covered with a white four-piece suit, the skeleton is made of metal, and the bottom is equipped with wheels so that it can be pushed.

It also appears to be able to raise the back area with certain buttons, allowing the occupant to recline and sit.

Shang Jianyao is no stranger to similar single beds, which belong to hospital beds.

The room where the hospital bed is located is very small, giving people an obvious feeling of cramped and depressing.

Shang Jian Yao stepped into this room, touched left and touched right, to confirm that there was really no person or animal lying on the hospital bed.

"This is the spiritual world of 'Zhuang Sheng', is this one of his memories?" Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin and cast his eyes on the log-colored low cabinet next to the hospital bed.

There is a stack of disposable paper cups on top of the low cabinet, but there is no water in them.

Shang Jian Yao bent down and opened the drawer above the low cabinet.

Inside the drawer is a darker wooden partition, other than that, there are no snacks.

Shang Jian Yao couldn't help shaking his head when he saw it.

He then opened the lower drawer.

Here is a white piece of paper.

Shang Jianyao picked up the piece of paper and saw that there were many inspection items listed in gray earth script, and a line of bold text was printed on the header of these items:

"Subject No. 1, Du Shaochong."

"Oh." Shang Jianyao showed a look of sudden realization.

As for what he understood, he himself didn't know, he just thought that after reading this passage, he should suddenly understand.

Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin again:

"The term 'observation object' is very interesting, this is neither a volunteer nor an experimental object...

"Is it because Xiao Chong is the incarnation of 'Zhuang Sheng', awakened since childhood, and has abilities?"

The "pictures of the past" seen by the "Old Tune Group" in Linhe Village, Dajiang City show that Xiao Chong suspected that he had the ability to implant thoughts in others in his childhood.

In this cramped and oppressive room, Shang Jian Yao was very uncomfortable. Seeing that he had nothing else to gain, he turned and walked out.

bang!bang!

He recovered quickly and opened the door to the other room in this aisle.

Going around and around, until Shang Jianyao didn't know where he went around, but when he opened the door inertially, he saw a spacious living room behind the door he just opened.

In the living room, there are dark coffee tables and sofas, and a person is sitting on the sofa.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing an ordinary black jacket, his dark brown hair was a bit messy, and his beard was obviously shaved, but there were still some roots visible to the naked eye.

After seeing Shang Jianyao, the man showed a simple and honest smile, but his dark blue and almost black eyes were quite agile.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Shang Jianyao hurriedly bowed and apologized for his behavior of opening the door indiscriminately.

It's like getting caught red-handed.

In the next second, Shang Jian Yao straightened his body, looked at the face of the middle-aged man, and asked with a little doubt:

"Have we met before? Why do I think you look familiar?"

Because the other party looked like a Honghe native, he spoke the Honghe language.

The man picked up a bag of biscuits with a bear pattern on it from the coffee table, picked one and stuffed it into his mouth.

He kept the smile just now, looked at Shang Jianyao and said:

"My name is Winster Garland."

……

In the whirlpool-shaped building, Jiang Baimian went up to the second floor and saw a signboard in two languages:

"Administrative District"

There should be no confidential research results involved here... Jiang Baimian thought to himself, intending to pass through here quickly.

Wearing a military exoskeleton, she trotted against the clock.

Running, she stopped suddenly.

It wasn't because she had found another body, she had found seven or eight skeletons strewn about the area along the way.

She just caught sight of a room sign:

"Director's Office"

Is it Teacher Du Heng, the dean's office in the second research area, or the administrative director?Jiang Baimian showed a thoughtful expression.

Because of the possibility, she turned sideways and entered the office.

The room is not small but not big, except for the desk and the chair behind it, there are only two file cabinets, a paper shredder, a trash can, a sofa, a small coffee table, and a conversation area composed of two chairs. They are very close to each other, appearing very compact.

At this time, sitting on the supervisor's seat was a corpse that had turned into white bones.

The skeleton was covered with a white female shirt and corresponding black professional attire. If it was not a transvestite, it should be a woman.

There is also a black metal nameplate on her right chest, on which it is written in gray earth script and Red River language:

"Administrator: Zhao Danlin"

Jiang Baimian recalled it and confirmed that the name was very strange.

She turned her eyes to the things on the desk.

Most notably a computer screen and several books, the latter being:

"How to Raise a Dog", "Love Animals", "In-depth Analysis of Nonsensical Movies", "Chu Culture"...

Jiang Baimian picked up these books and flipped through them casually to see if there were any notes and other things mixed in, while scanning other items on the table.

There is no valuable information here, and the paper shredder next to it may be one of the answers. Jiang Baimian only found documents such as meeting arrangements, canteen subsidies, and exchange applications for other research institutes.

As for the meeting arrangement, there is only what time and which meeting room will be used by which group, and there is no description of what meeting will be held.

Jiang Baimian took a general look and confirmed that there are only three research groups here, numbered "1", "2" and "3", and the connection between them seems to be very close, and two or three groups of people often use the large conference room together.

As a last resort, Jiang Baimian put his focus back on those books.

While flipping quickly, she suddenly came across two nouns.

They all come from the "Chu Culture", namely:

"Big Commander" and "Small Commander".

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Both "Big Commander" and "Shao Commander" are legendary gods somewhere in the old world. They are in charge of the life and death of human beings.

And that place is called "Chu".

For Jiang Baimian, none of this is important, it just adds a little new content to her folk culture library.

She is more concerned about seeing the word "Si Ming" here and now.

Jiang Baimian once again cast his eyes on the administrator named "Zhao Danlin", on the corpse that had already turned into bones.

She hesitated to search the body's pockets.

After a brief hesitation, she made up her mind, walked around the desk, and came to the corpse.

What she thought was, since she had already come here anyway, and went deep into this whirlpool-shaped building, what else would she not dare to do?

Since both are extremely dangerous, it means that you can choose whatever you want.

Jiang Baimian flipped through the pockets of the corpse, but only found a neatly folded plain square scarf.

She checked the drawer of the desk and the filing cabinet next to it, but found no valuable clues, and only wrote down a bunch of names.

None of these belonged to the researchers, either they were administrative, financially related, or affiliated with security chief Brian Stanley.

Jiang Baimian did not confirm repeatedly, because she knew that the time was very tight.

She turned and walked out of the office, heading for the administrative division.

After walking around for a while, her eyes suddenly froze.

The office with the same layout as before appeared before her eyes again!

The sign in the room also read "Supervisor's Office."

Jiang Baimian walked slowly to the door of this room and looked at the skeleton sitting behind the desk.

The skeleton was wearing a white female shirt and a corresponding black professional attire, and a metal nameplate with the words "Administrator: Zhao Danlin" on the right chest.

Seeing this, Jiang Baimian's scalp tingled for a while.

Everything before repeats itself.