Chapter 320: Like a Dream
Long Yuehongâs first reaction was to believe that Shang Jianyao really didnât see it. His second reaction was to come to a realization: How do you know that what I saw will give you a sty if you didnât see anything?
Therefore, he ignored Shang Jianyaoâs words, frowned, and muttered to himself, âCould this be a Naturalism Church parishioner who slipped through the net?â
âWhat a lack of civility,â Shang Jianyao commented, nothing but whistling in the wind.
Long Yuehong shone the flashlight at the distant intersection and said with uncertainty, âCould it be a sudden mental illness?â
As a company with a large population, a few people in Pangu Biology would have mental problems every year. It was not strange for such people to do anything.
âItâs also possible that all his clothes were stolen.â Shang Jianyao raised another possibility.
Long Yuehong glanced at him. âDo you think weâre outside?â
Vicious crimes in Pangu Biology were often crimes of passion. There had never been cases of snatching other peopleâs clothes. If there was, there was also a premiseâthe criminal had a mental illness.
Shang Jianyao didnât answer Long Yuehongâs question and smiled. âItâs not too far from your house.â
Huh? In the beginning, Long Yuehong didnât understand what Shang Jianyao meant. However, he soon figured out the main point Shang Jianyao wanted to express.
The person suspected to be a Naturalism Church parishioner had entered a room in Zone C, one that wasnât that far from his home.
Shang Jianyao could already sense all human consciousness within 30 meters.
Long Yuehongâs heart immediately palpitated as his mind entered a highly tense state.
âReport to the Order Supervisory Department?â he asked in deliberation as he shone the flashlight down the dark corridor.
Shang Jianyao patted the flashlight in his right hand with his left palm. âGood idea.â
Long Yuehong exhaled. âThen, letâs go over now.â
The Order Supervisory Department on this floor was beside Zone Câs Rec Center.
Shang Jianyao nodded and thoughtfully said, âI recalled something.â
âWhat?â Long Yuehong subconsciously asked.
Shang Jianyao sighed. âBack then, Uncle Shen wanted to go to the Order Supervisory Department to report the Life Ritual parish. However, he immediately became a Heartless after entering...â
This caused Long Yuehongâs hair to stand on end. He felt like a shadow had descended from the sky and enveloped him. He reluctantly said, âItâs different this time, right? The Naturalism Church has already suffered a serious blow.â
He didnât want to pretend that he didnât see anything and return home as if nothing had happened because the place where the person lived was really too close to his home.
It was very easy to get caught in the crossfire.
âIâm just reminding you to be careful.â Shang Jianyao seemed to have returned to a normal state. With that said, he walked to the distant intersection with a flashlight.
Long Yuehong quickly followed. During this process, he subconsciously stretched his hand to his waist, but he realized that there was no familiar Ice Moss pistol or United 202.
In the heavy darkness, two flashlight beams illuminated the road ahead. The surroundings couldnât be considered quiet, and the employeesâwho had just laid in bed and hadnât fallen asleepâoccasionally whispered.
As they walked, Long Yuehong suddenly felt that something was amiss. âThis isnât the way to the Order Supervisory Department...â
The paths in the underground building werenât complicated.
Shang Jianyao swung the flashlight and smiled. âLetâs find that person first and talk to him.â
âThat person?â As Long Yuehong asked, he already understood who Shang Jianyao was referring toâthe person suspected to be a Naturalism Church parishioner.
He thoughtfully asked, âYou want to know why he joined the Naturalism Church and if thereâs any way to save him?â
It was only then that he could decide whether to report it to the Order Supervisory Department.
âI want to ask what the Naturalism Churchâs Holy Communion is.â Shang Jianyao turned his head to glance at Long Yuehong as if his question was very strange.
As expected of you... Long Yuehong sighed, but he still felt that Shang Jianyao had shared some of his thoughts.
As they spoke, they arrived at a room.
The number plate on the door was 23.
495th floor, Zone C, Room 23.
The windows here were covered by thick curtains without any gaps.
âHere?â Long Yuehong suppressed his voice and asked.
Shang Jianyao nodded and stretched his body before saying to Long Yuehong, âStay a distance away and provide support.â
This time, his voice was so deep and solemn that it didnât allow for any protest.
âUh, alright.â Long Yuehong took a few steps back.
After he stopped, Shang Jianyao bent his finger and knocked on Room 23âs door three times.
After a brief silence, a male voice sounded anxiously. âWho is it?â
âShang Jianyao.â Shang Jianyao politely introduced himself.
âI-I donât think I know you,â said the male voice behind the door in confusion.
âItâs fine. Weâll know each other from now on,â Shang Jianyao said with a smile.
The man behind the door fell silent for a few seconds. âWhat do you want? Iâll call for the Order Supervisors!â
Shang Jianyao patted the flashlight in his right hand with his left palm. âSure, sure.â
The male voice behind the door trembled after a while before asking, âW-what do you want?â
âI saw you on the way and felt that you werenât in the right state. I wanted to ask if you needed help.â Shang Jianyao assumed a warm demeanor.
The male voice behind the door suddenly became a little shrill. âNo, Iâm fine. You can go back now.â
âReally?â Shang Jianyao looked like he didnât believe him.
The man behind the door seemed to be sobbing. âReally, Iâm really fine. Go back quickly. Go back.â
As Shang Jianyao listened, the flashlight in his hand moved down and shone at the crack at the bottom of the door.
In the yellowish light, there was no black figure in the gap.
A few steps away, Long Yuehong quickly recalled who lived in this room as he listened to Shang Jianyaoâs conversation with the man behind the door.
As an old resident of Zone C, he wasnât too unfamiliar with this area even though his family didnât stay at this end of the corridor.
As these thoughts raced through his mind, Long Yuehongâs gaze suddenly froze as he blurted out, âNobody lives in this room!â
He remembered that several rooms in this row hadnât been assigned!
After scaring himself, Long Yuehong quickly added, âIt was like this before we left. I donât know now.â
They had been out for months, so it was normal for the companyâs internal distribution of rooms to change.
Shang Jianyao nodded slightly and knocked on Room 23âs door with a smile. âI heard that nobody lives here?â
There was silence behind the door. Nobody replied.
Shang Jianyao didnât ask any further. He turned around and walked back to Long Yuehongâs side. Then, he calmly said, âTo the Order Supervisory Department.â
âAlright,â Long Yuehong replied reflexively.
After walking out of the corridor, he suddenly reacted and asked, âWhy didnât you continue asking? Why didnât you just open the door and enter?â
As Shang Jianyao swung the flashlight and watched the yellow beam flick around, he calmly said, âThe human consciousness inside has vanished.â
âThis...â Long Yuehong felt his blood run cold.
He didnât ask any further and followed Shang Jianyao to the Order Supervisory Room beside the Rec Center.
As long-term residents of this floor, they knew the two Order Supervisors on night duty; they werenât strangers at all.
After exchanging greetings, Shang Jianyao said, âWhen we were using the bathroom, we saw someone running naked along the corridor.â
After finishing the case recount, he added, âHow vulgar!â
âRunning naked?â One of the Order Supervisors seemed to recall something, and his expression became a little solemn. âDid you see which room he entered?â
Long Yuehong was just about to answer when Shang Jianyao shook his head. âNo.â
âThen, Iâll contact the higher-ups to check the surveillance cameras.â The Order Supervisor from before nodded and said, âGo back first. Donât worry, itâs nothing serious.â
âAlright.â Shang Jianyao immediately turned around and left without any hesitation.
Long Yuehong followed beside him and asked in confusion, âWhy didnât you say Room 23?â
Shang Jianyaoâs expression was abnormally calm. âTo send them to their deaths?â
âThatâs true...â Long Yuehong came to a realization. âLet them report it and get the higher-ups to investigate.â
After separating from Shang Jianyao and returning to his home, Long Yuehong washed up and lay on the upper bunk while his younger brother took the bottom.
He listened to the street outside, wanting to wait for an outcome.
However, the night remained ever so peaceful.
Long Yuehong barely fell asleep after an unknown period of time.
...
The next morning, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong arrived at Room 14 on the 647th floor in an uneventful manner.
Jiang Baimianâwho was staring at the computer screenâlooked up at them and asked in confusion, âWhy did the higher-ups suddenly send an email asking us to collectively do a mental status evaluation?â
Although this was a process that every field team and company would complete after they returned, under normal circumstances, nobody would rush them. The team leaders would schedule their teamâs appointments.
Jiang Baimian originally planned on letting Long Yuehong and the others meet the psychiatrist after the review. Otherwise, she wouldnât know what to say or what not to say. Who knew that she would suddenly receive such an email?
This made her feel like her teamâs mental problems were serious and that the higher-ups knew about them.
Long Yuehong thought for a moment and spoke before Shang Jianyao could. âIt might be related to our experience last night.â
He quickly recounted the matter regarding their encounter with the Naturalism Church last night.
âWhat has this got to do with evaluating our mental states?â Bai Chen felt that these two matters couldnât be related.
Jiang Baimian tersely acknowledged her words. âMaybe the higher-ups discovered that there was nobody running naked after checking the surveillance cameras. Shang Jianyao was talking to the wall back then...â
âUh... Team Leader, donât scare me.â Long Yuehong couldnât help but tremble.
Jiang Baimian smiled. âWhat are you afraid of? Itâs not like you havenât experienced illusions before.â
At this point, she slowly exhaled. âWhy are so many things happening after our return...â
Shang Jianyao cast his gaze at Long Yuehong.
Bai Chen resisted the urge to turn her neck.
Long Yuehong quickly defended himself. âItâs not like I caused the problem with the Life Ritual Church.â
Just as he said that, Shang Jianyao revealed a thoughtful expression.
âWhat are you thinking about?â Jiang Baimian probed.
Shang Jianyao nodded slightly and replied seriously, âIâm considering a better new name for myself.â
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