“That recording pen?” Jiang Baimian asked rhetorically. “It’s not necessarily from the 'Overseer' domain. Frankly, judging from its ability to influence a group of people, making them sincerely believe in the 'Overseer,' the power it contains should be closer to your and Wu Meng's 'Mind Implantation.'”

“Yeah, yeah.” Long Yuehong thought so too.

Shang Jianyao replied with a smile:

“We can only say that 'Mind Implantation' is more likely, but we can't rule out other possibilities.

“Moreover, after getting it, on the one hand, I can further understand the 'Naturalism Church' and the Governing Age 'Overseer' through the stored content, preparing for the exploration of other psychological shadows in room '522'. On the other hand…”

Speaking of this, Shang Jianyao smiled even more brilliantly:

“Isn't it itself equivalent to a prop, with no essential difference from the 'Six Senses Beads' and the 'Life Angel' necklace? When we encounter trouble, I can also transfer the aura contained within it to the 'Mind Corridor'.”

Looking at Shang Jianyao's smile and listening to his answer, Jiang Baimian inexplicably felt that this guy's current performance was a little familiar, but she couldn't figure out where she had seen it before.

This style of squeezing every item for its full value, achieving multiple goals at once… Long Yuehong hissed inwardly, his gaze moving back and forth between Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao several times.

After a brief silence, he raised a question:

“Now that Lao Ge isn't here, aren't you afraid of being influenced by the power contained in the recording and becoming a staunch member of the 'Naturalism Church' and a devout believer of the Governing Age 'Overseer'?”

Shang Jianyao thought about it seriously:

“I wonder what the 'Naturalism Church's' Eucharist is like…”

Long Yuehong could completely understand his subtext:

If it's good, it's not impossible to consider.

As for stripping naked and returning to nature, most Shang Jianyaos probably wouldn't care too much.

“Wow, you really want to!” Jiang Baimian scolded with a smile, helping this guy answer Long Yuehong's question, “He is already an Awakened at the 'Mind Corridor' level, and has considerable resistance to similar influences.”

Saying that, Jiang Baimian gave a long “hmm”:

“Of course, it also depends on which level of Awakened that recording came from. A general exploration to the depths of the 'Mind Corridor,' after such circulation and weakening, the influence received is definitely relatively weak. It's probably just a slight urge to streak, which you can control in a blink of an eye. If it's a boil like Wu Meng or an Awakened who has already entered the 'New World,' the residual influence won't be too little. You might be a 'Overseer' believer for a while.”

“This is still too dangerous. We have no way of knowing which situation it is, and we can't avoid the influence.” Long Yuehong expressed his thoughts.

Hearing this, Jiang Baimian chuckled:

“Don't worry, we can definitely know in advance.

“The company has had that recording pen for half a year. With the strength of the big shots, can't they figure out the specific situation?”

“That's true…” Long Yuehong was persuaded.

Then, Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao:

“Hurry up and write the application, and then we have to go exercise.”

“Okay.” Shang Jianyao was quite excited.

While waiting, Jiang Baimian walked back to her desk and sat down.

She opened a black notebook and looked at the simple map drawn on it and the marked turning directions and room numbers.

This was her route map to the training room next time.

After a period of adaptation, Jiang Baimian found that her "lostness" was not as serious as it had appeared on the first day.

At that time, on the one hand, she was not yet accustomed to it, used to judging instantly, reacting quickly, and didn't slow down to think and distinguish. On the other hand, she was a bit too reliant on the auxiliary chip in her bionic limb, which seemed to significantly deepen the degree of "lostness."

Considering Shang Jianyao's "experiment" and the example of the mechanical monk Jingfa, Jiang Baimian speculated:

“The price paid will not only cause damage to the corresponding parts, but will also bring about cognitive abnormalities, including cognitive deficiencies and cognitive deformities, etc.

“Therefore, if you over-rely on technological assistance in cognition, the corresponding abnormality will deepen. This is a kind of psychological effect involving the subconscious. In comparison, drawing maps, stopping more, thinking more, and looking more will not cause such a large psychological reaction, and the effect is much better all of a sudden.”

Based on this, Jiang Baimian believed that as long as she persistently adjusted her psychological state, the auxiliary chip could replace the current functions related to "hand-drawn maps" when the price deepened in the future.

The mechanical monk Jingfa belonged to the hopeless type, because there was a death spiral on him: enhanced desire—replaced with a robot body, trying to escape—the result was that the desire still existed, but there was no way to vent it—the desire accumulated more and more, leading to psychological perversion.

In short, for the current Jiang Baimian, "lostness" was still acceptable.

“Hmm… that is, do more planning before going out every day, and be slower rather than faster along the way, think more and observe more, clearly just going to work, but acting like you are on a great adventure.

“This is not a big problem.

“Haha.”

…………

After finishing the morning exercise, Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Long Yuehong took a shower and returned to the "Old Task Force" office.

Jiang Baimian flipped her wrist and looked at her watch:

“Let’s go see Xiaobai first, and then come back for lunch, okay?”

“Okay.” Long Yuehong immediately agreed.

Shang Jianyao obviously had no problem either. He had already stood up, picked up his tactical backpack, and tried to stuff the small speaker on the table into it.

“What are you bringing it for?” Jiang Baimian didn't quite understand.

Shang Jianyao explained seriously:

“Now we can't enter the ward, we can only look through the window. No matter what we say, Xiaobai can't hear us. It's better to dance for her and make her happy.

“Right? Want to join?”

Shang Jianyao asked the last two questions while looking at Long Yuehong.

“Uh…” Long Yuehong hesitated.

“Are you really listening to him? Have you been 'Mind Implanted' by him?” Jiang Baimian said amusedly, “Xiaobai is still in the intensive care unit. Aren't you afraid that she will see you dancing, 'laugh' too happily, and break the wound?”

Long Yuehong suddenly realized:

“That's right!”

Shang Jianyao smiled:

“There's no need to use abilities on him.”

As he spoke, he began to chant:

“Hey, I only made it to 1.75 meters after genetic modification, my looks are average, and my grades are also average…”

While Long Yuehong gritted his teeth, Jiang Baimian stopped Shang Jianyao from continuing:

“Wait two minutes for me, I'll see if there are any new emails.”

She returned to her desk, turned on the computer, and entered the internal network.

—In an environment of energy shortage, the employees of "Pangu Biology" had long developed the habit of turning off electrical appliances whenever they went out.

After glancing at a few, Jiang Baimian sighed:

“'Production Area' has another case of 'Heartless Disease'. The patient is from the 400th floor.”

This was a continuation of the current "Heartless Disease" epidemic.

Long Yuehong was silent for a while, remembering Bai Chen's previous question, and quickly asked:

“Team Leader, has the incidence rate of 'Heartless Disease' in the company increased this year?”

“It shouldn’t have…” Jiang Baimian said as she recalled, “I’ll check the data and confirm.”

Soon, she had gained something:

“It’s higher than last year, but it doesn't count as a peak in the last twenty years.”

As she spoke, Jiang Baimian exported this part of the data and then picked up the portable computer placed next to it.

—She was now using the desktop computer assigned to the "Old Task Force" team leader.

“Team Leader, what's wrong?” Seeing Jiang Baimian do this, Long Yuehong asked in confusion.

Jiang Baimian replied casually:

“I had Lao Ge write me a program before that can be used to analyze data.

“Since we're already discussing the issue of incidence rates, I want to see if there are any floors or groups with a higher incidence rate than others.”

This was what she had thought of on the spur of the moment.

In this regard, "Pangu Biology" did not provide corresponding data analysis.

When Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong gathered around, Jiang Baimian imported the data into the program and clicked start.

Soon, various data comparisons were presented in an intuitive form.

Jiang Baimian glanced over and suddenly frowned.

“Is there a problem?” Long Yuehong was terrified.

“Is there a problem?” Shang Jianyao was quite excited.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

“One set of comparisons is very glaring.”

Without waiting for Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong to ask further, she said to herself:

“Since the New Calendar, the annual incidence rate for non-management employees has fluctuated between 3 in 100,000 and 5 in 100,000. Among them, even the luckiest floors have had two 'Heartless Ones' appear in these years combined.

“And management doesn't have it every year. In these 47 years, there has only been one year, involving one floor, two patients, and zero for the rest of the floors.

“Even if we exclude factors such as the different number of people in the groups, this seems a bit abnormal.”

“This…” Long Yuehong's mind was a little blank, and he didn't know which direction to think in.

Jiang Baimian continued:

“There is also another anomaly: the incidence rate for males is nearly twice as high as that for females, and the male-to-female ratio is obviously not that much higher.”

Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin:

“Because someone is sheltering management?

“Then why is the incidence rate for females lower?”

Long Yuehong couldn't figure it out either.

Jiang Baimian thought for a long time before slowly saying:

“Guarantee the birth rate?”

Long Yuehong's eyes suddenly widened:

“In the case of protection that cannot be fully covered, can we only take continuation as the first standard?”

Hoo… Jiang Baimian exhaled and said:

“This is just speculation…”

Due to the lack of more clues, the "Old Task Force" discussion ended here. They packed up their belongings and went to the 12th floor research institute to visit Bai Chen.

…………

Two days later, Shang Jianyao's application received a response.

He looked at the email and said loudly to Jiang Baimian:

“The restored pieces of the 'Six Senses Beads' and that medical record can be collected today, but not the recording pen. They say it has a very strong mind control effect.

“If we must listen to it, they can only provide a pure version with the corresponding power filtered out.”

Jiang Baimian pondered for a moment and said with a smile:

“That's fine too.

“Let us hear what the doctrines and beliefs of the 'Naturalism Church' are.”

Long Yuehong next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief:

This was the best way, with no need to bear any risk.

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