495th Floor, Area C, No. 11.
When Long Yuehong arrived home, not long after dinner, the two siblings, Long Zhigu and Long Aihong, were cleaning the table and cleaning the dishes and chopsticks under the supervision of their mother Gu Hong.
Of course, their father Long Dayong was not idle, and he cleaned the room very skillfully.
Long Yuehong saw all this through the half-open door, hesitated for a few seconds, and walked in.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back." He subconsciously wanted to scratch his hair with his right hand, but he saw five iron-black metal fingers.
Long Yuehong was stunned for a second, and in order to hide the complex emotions in her heart, she snapped out a stainless steel comb and recognized the truth of her thick and messy black hair.
Hearing his voice, Gu Hong turned her body abruptly and looked at the door.
"You're back, it's been a few months!" The middle-aged woman nagged in surprise, joy and excitement.
In the next second, her follow-up words froze in her mouth, because she saw Long Yuehong's palms and wrists that were obviously different from normal.
It no longer had a physical feeling, glowing with a cold metal light.
"This is?" Gu Hong asked hesitantly.
Her attitude affected Long Dayong, Long Zhigu, and Long Aihong, making their happy expressions a little confused.
Long Yuehong laughed, waved her right arm, moved five fingers and said:
"This mission is more dangerous, we just got such a robotic arm again, so I applied for a transplant from the team leader to improve my strength.
"Haha, this kind of mechanical product is a man's romance, a warrior's dream lover, few people can bear it, if I hadn't applied decisively and seized the opportunity, I would definitely have to do a cheap business!"
He talked eloquently and said a lot.
Long Dayong didn't feel anything about his later words, but Long Zhigu agreed:
"yes, it looks cool!"
Heh, you kid has been reading a lot of old world entertainment materials during this time, and you have mastered the word cool...... As the eldest brother, Long Yuehong's immediate reaction was that he had to educate his younger brother well.
Of course, now is definitely not the right time, Long Yuehong pressed this thought, and in order to enhance her persuasiveness, she added with a smile:
"Not only does it look cool, but it's even cooler to use!"
Long Zhigu asked curiously:
"What are their functions?"
Long Yuehong thought about it and said:
"This has a level of confidentiality, I can't tell you specifically, I can only demonstrate some simple functions.
"For example, for example......
Because of his guilty conscience, he couldn't think of a project suitable for showing his family for a while, 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:
Zhen, it must be that this guy Shang Jianyao always nags to use a robotic arm to open cans, which makes me almost form a conditioned reflex!
"It's really cool......" Long Zhiku didn't know the twists and turns in his brother's heart, and he was quite yearning for the deformable fingers.
Long Dayong, who is responsible for opening cans at home, is even more praised.
Gu Hong frowned, looked Long Yuehong up and down a few times and said:
"How can you go on a blind date like this?
"Girls will find it scary."
At this time, it was late autumn, and the four members of the "Old Tune Group" missed the unified distribution for the new year because they went out and did not return.
"Yes, yes." Long Aihong learned his brother's mantra.
As a girl, she did think that a robotic arm was weird and a bit depressing.
Long Yuehong was more open-minded about this, and said not as concerned as before:
"Anyway, it's not too urgent, you can wait for next year's unified distribution."
He paused for a moment and added hesitantly:
"By then, I may have quit the Ministry of Security and transferred to another position, which will be more stable."
After waking up after this near-death, Long Yuehong became more and more sure that he was not a person who liked to take risks and seek excitement, he longed for a stable life, and did not want to fight for ethereal things with his life, he just hoped to live a down-to-earth life.
He felt that with the contribution of the "old adjustment team" this time, coupled with the reality that he was seriously injured and lost his arm, even if his service years had not yet expired, he should be able to successfully leave the "old adjustment team" and no longer take on field work.
The reason why Long Yuehong didn't say so definitely just now was because she was worried that this would make her parents have too high expectations, and there would always be all kinds of 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 genetic modification.
As a member of the group, Long Yuehong felt that if she was the only one quitting, it would be very embarrassing, just like escaping from battle.
After more than a year of being born and dying together, he couldn't let go of the deep friendship between his companions.
This made him quite confused and did not dare to promise anything to his parents.
"Hmm." Gu Hong nodded, "You may have a D6 by then, and you will be promoted to a higher level after leaving the Ministry of Safety.
The more she talked, the more proud she became, and she didn't seem to care about the problem of the robotic arm anymore.
A few days later, the rewards will be distributed, and maybe there will be a D6 level...... When Long Yuehong heard this, she muttered in her heart.
Such a promotion speed can be called a rocket within the "Pangu Creature".
After Long Dayong, Long Zhigu, and Long Aihong finished their housework, several people sat down and listened to Long Yuehong talk about some of his experiences on this mission.
Although the results of the confidential review have not yet been issued, Long Yuehong doesn't know if he can talk about many things, but what he can say is enough to make his younger brother and sister listen attentively, as if this is the most attractive old world entertainment material.
When the lights went out and each entered the room, Gu Hong and Long Dayong lay on the bed, silent for a long time, as if the other party was asleep.
I don't know how long it took, Gu Hong looked at the ceiling in the darkness and said quietly:
"He is still the same as before, he likes to explain and explain when he lies."
"Yes......" Long Dayong sighed long.
…………
In the "Mind Room".
Shang Jianyao silently stared at the current environment for a long time, allowing his scattered self to be the only one.
He stood up, walked to the crimson door, and reached for the brass handle.
Without any hesitation, Shang Jianyao gently twisted and pulled the door in front of him open backwards.
What appeared in his eyes was a deep corridor covered with a thick dark yellow carpet, flanked by rooms one after another.
These rooms all had vermilion doors, old brass locks, and golden house numbers, which at a glance were almost identical.
Between them, there was a wall lamp at every distance - an elegant and dim wall lamp, but it couldn't tell where the end of the corridor was.
"Corridor of the Mind".
This is the "corridor of the mind."
Shang Jianyao put one hand in his pocket, turned his body, looked at his room, and found that the three golden numbers were:
「1」、「3」、「1」
"131......" Shang Jianyao shook his head.
He embodied three new numbers directly in the room:
「6」、「4」、「7」
Then, Shang Jianyao was busy replacing "131" with "647".
But as soon as he finished this work, his eyes blinked, and "647" changed back to "131".
Shang Jianyao thought for a while, and directly embodied a piece of black cloth, covering the original "131", and then wrote the number "196" on the black cloth with a golden pearlescent pen.
He then supported his eyelids with his fingers, preventing them from blinking.
In the next second, the "196" he wrote and the embodied black cloth dissipated silently.
"Can't change it......" Finally, Shang Jianyao made a regretful voice.
He stopped tossing this and turned his eyes to the surroundings.
With a glance, he saw rooms such as "538", "205", and "912".
"There are no '503' and '102'......" Shang Jianyao rubbed his face and expressed disappointment.
The "503" room is suspected to belong to Jiang Xiaoyue, who once caused the "Dream Protector" of the "Mirage Dragon Sect" to suffer from "heartless disease", and "102" is the last "Spiritual Corridor" room that Yan Hu entered before falling asleep.
In disappointment, Shang Jianyao walked to the side of the corridor like a walk, as if trying 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 against his chest, and said loudly:
"Distance is our friend!"
The room starting with "10" is likely to belong to "Yougu" and must be treated with vigilance!
After walking forward for a while, Shang Jianyao suddenly stopped and turned his gaze to a room on the left.
The vermilion gate has the golden house number "1215" affixed to it.
In the "Spiritual Corridor", the rooms starting with "12" either belong to "Zhuangsheng" or are in the realm of "Siming".
Shang Jianyao looked at it carefully for a while, then divided into nine other selves, ready to vote on whether to explore this room or not.
(End of this chapter)