Embers Ad Infinitum

Aino was stunned for a moment:

"Ha, how is that possible?

"They are the 'higher careless people' that Tarnan has encountered over the years."

Without waiting for Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao to ask further questions, she curiously inquired:

"What happened in the meantime?"

Boss lady, you appear to be in your thirties, almost forty, but you are actually much less than that. Why do you act so nosy? Jiang Baimian mastered a lot of old-era vocabulary from Jiang Xiaoyue's related information.

However, she can also understand that the nature of gossip has nothing to do with age. The more free people are, the more they love gossip.

"Actually, it was a series of events caused by a 'Dream Protector' from the 'Dream Dragon Cult' who contracted an 'unintentional disease'..." Jiang Baimian said everything he could say, hiding only a few key points.

Anyway, if the landlady is really willing to put in the effort, Jiang Xiaoyue will definitely be able to find out about it.

"That's right..." Aino, who was wearing a gorgeous long dress, nodded, "It sounds like a ghost story, especially the last jump."

"Yes." Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong both agreed.

If the "Higher Unintentional Person" chose another way to commit suicide, they might not feel this way yet, but like Jiang Xiaoyue, he jumped from the building, which would inevitably make people think of him.

"No matter what, this matter can solve your problem and you have to remember half of the credit. I will talk to Old Man Gu later and see how I can get you some substantial rewards." Ainuo sat down again and looked at the computer screen while smiling. said.

Long Yuehong had always been curious about the relationship between the landlady and President Gu, and couldn't help but ask:

"Ms. Aino, are you familiar with President Gu?"

"I'm familiar with you. How could I not be familiar with you? I've been a fellow villager in my hometown for so many years. If I say I'm not familiar with you, would you believe me?" Ainuo laughed and said, "That old man is so clever that he doesn't suffer any loss in anything he does. He's just a little bit If you are timid, you would rather miss than take the risk.”

After chatting for a few more words, the "old tune group" took the elevator and returned to the second floor.

Aino raised his chin and watched as their backs were obscured by the elevator door, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

…………

A pink room filled with teddy bears, lace dresses and various electronic products.

Aino sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at the vermilion door with confusion on his face.

Behind her, at the head of the bed, hung a huge decorative painting, which showed a shimmering dark ocean and several looming islands.

Aino jumped off the bed, walked towards the door step by step, and held the brass handle.

She twisted and pulled gently, and the vermilion door opened back.

Outside the door is a corridor covered with thick dark yellow carpets, with rooms on both sides of the corridor.

No matter which end of the corridor you look at, you can't see the end.

The countless rooms all have vermilion wooden doors and old brass locks. Except for the difference in golden house numbers, everything else is exactly the same.

Aino stepped into the corridor, glanced left and right, and glanced at the irregular "house number".

Her body began to tremble at some point.

At this time, this section of the corridor was extremely quiet, with nothing happening.

A few seconds later, Aino suddenly turned around, walked back to the room, and slammed the wooden door shut.

On her vermilion door, golden numbers identified its identity:

"506"

…………

In room 221, Long Yuehong saw Jiang Baimian move out the radio transceiver.

"Team leader, why don't you wait until you finish the phone call with 'Yuan Nao' before reporting to the company?" He did not hide his doubts.

Previously, Gennava had made it clear that after the "Higher Heartless" matter was dealt with and the intelligent robots and auxiliary robots that fell off the cliff were recovered, the "Old Tune Team" and "Source Brain" could be arranged "The call was made.

This is only two or three days.

Jiang Baimian smiled and replied while writing the telegram:

"Although I don't think the Mirage Sect is an organization that can do things like murder and silence, we can't be completely vigilant."

"Well, you can't believe it blindly." Shang Jianyao regained his identity as an "honorary member" of the Vigilance Sect.

"This..." Long Yuehong suddenly became a little nervous.

While Jiang Baimian wrote quickly, he smiled and said:

"For this kind of thing, the main thing is not to be afraid of ten thousand, but to be afraid of the unexpected, so we still have to report our experiences during this period.

"After that, if we suddenly lose news, the company will at least know which direction to look for, right?"

After speaking casually, she was suddenly stunned. She subconsciously glanced at Shang Jianyao and found that his expression was normal and there was no change.

"Ahem..." Jiang Baimian cleared his throat, "Do you think there is any problem when I write this?"

She quickly read through the manuscript of the telegram she had drafted.

After Bai Chen listened quietly, he frowned slightly and said:

"Would it be possible to say too little?"

Jiang Baimian's telegram only mentioned the origin, encounter, and ending of the "high-level unintentional person" and the illusion in which Jiang Xiaoyue committed suicide by jumping off a building. It did not mention the speculation, judgment, verification and role of the "Old Tune Team".

Of course, this includes the numbers "five", "zero" and "three", but no corresponding interpretation is attached.

At the end of the telegram, Jiang Baimian also mentioned that he would be able to talk to "Yuan Nao" in two or three days.

"How much content can be packed into a telegram? When you get back to the company, you can add it as appropriate when writing the mission report." Jiang Baimian is already a veteran in this regard.

——The batch of computers they obtained to rescue people didn't mention anything when they sent a telegram to the company last time saying that they had arrived in Tarnan.

"It can be made into a serial form." Shang Jianyao provided suggestions.

"They don't want to." Jiang Baimian answered briskly.

"They" refers to the employees of the Confidential Communications Division of the "Security Department".

Soon, Jiang Baimian translated the original telegram and sent it.

After the "Old Tune Group" had had brunch and was preparing to catch up on some sleep, "Pangu Biology" sent back a telegram:

"...Well done...After talking to 'Yuan Nao', you can go back to the company to rest."

Listening to Jiang Baimian read out the last half of the sentence, Long Yuehong actually felt like crying with joy.

They have been on the surface for many months, from late autumn into late winter.

Including the time required for the return trip, they will definitely miss the most lively, grandest and most joyful festival of "Pangu Biology" every year - the Chinese New Year.

This made Long Yuehong more homesick than usual.

Just when Long Yuehong wanted to say "finally", Shang Jianyao expressed his opinion:

"This is a bit unlucky."

Also... Jiang Baimian suddenly wondered if there would be another accident.

Bai Chen glanced at Long Yuehong without any trace, quickly withdrew his gaze, and patted his face gently.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Baimian asked curiously.

"It's a habit of wanderers in our wilderness." Bai Chen simply explained, "If you say or hear something unlucky, you'll slap yourself in the mouth to pretend it never happened."

"Really?" Long Yuehong tried to imitate Bai Chen's movements.

Jiang Baimian was confused and asked again:

"How come you haven't done this before?"

This is not the first time that unlucky words have appeared within the "Old Tune Group".

Bai Chen was silent for two seconds:

“I didn’t really believe in things like good luck or bad luck before.”

"..." Long Yuehong didn't know what to say.

…………

After sleeping until dusk, the "Old Tune Group" got up and went out to look for food.

After walking through secluded alleys, they arrived at Riverside Avenue.

The street lights here are not very spaced, and they are all on, illuminating the street like daylight.

Under the lights, stalls were opened one after another, mostly with items recovered from the ruins of cities in the old world.

Those who preach, sing in chorus, dance, and perform balancing skills all gather in one place, making the "Riverside Avenue" very lively.

This is just like what Shang Jianyao and the others saw when they arrived in Tarnan on the first night.

Recalling the emptiness and silence of the previous two days, Long Yuehong suddenly felt a little emotional:

"I kind of understand the meaning of our previous work..."

"Not bad." Jiang Baimian smiled and nodded.

Bai Chen's eyes flickered a little, and he didn't know what he thought of.

Shang Jianyao turned his head, looked at Long Yuehong, and said with a smile:

"So, do you want to save all mankind together?"

Long Yuehong didn't ignore it like she did several times in the past, but showed a little hesitation.

He opened his mouth, but was shocked to see Shang Jianyao walking to the other side, getting into the "Glory Balance" group, and excitedly watching the "performance".

The followers of "Scale of Glory" are walking around on stilts, showing off their balance.

In addition to this, they also stacked Arhats, made bicycles stand on one wheel, and in short, explained the teachings in various ways.

"How does this look like an acrobatic troupe..." Jiang Baimian muttered quietly.

Shang Jianyao didn't look at it for too long because his stomach didn't allow it.

——The "Old Tune Group" came out to look for food.

They walked all the way to the "Wild Pigeon" bar and pushed in the door.

Because many of the regular customers were still in the hospital, the bar seemed very deserted, with only a few people gathering to play cards.

As soon as the boss Cai Yi saw Qian Bai's team coming in, he stood up and walked to the door. His enthusiastic attitude and humble tone made Long Yuehong a little uncomfortable.

"Boss, there's no need for this." Jiang Baimian also had similar feelings.

Cai Yi rubbed his palms and said:

"That's right! That's right!

“If it weren’t for you, let alone whether this bar would be able to open, I would have to decide whether I’m here or not.

"What do you want to eat today? I'll take it!"

"Just cans, biscuits, and energy bars." Shang Jianyao requested.

Cai Yi laughed and said:

"No problem, I'll take down the frozen meat at home and show you my craft.

"By the way, President Gu said, let's collect some supplies in the past two days and exchange them for a pig. Later, we can set up a few tables at Nankeguan and get some pig meat. Thank you."

Long Yuehong's saliva suddenly became abundant.

"Okay." Jiang Baimian did not refuse, but said with some embarrassment, "Wouldn't it be bad to let Nan Keguan go?"

So in a sacred and solemn religious place, wouldn’t it be bad to have banquets and slaughtered pigs and vegetables?

Cai Yi smiled:

"Zhou Guanzhu agreed. She said the sooner the better."

At this moment, the same sentence flashed through the minds of Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and others:

"Everything is a fantasy, why take it seriously?"