"The Water Resources Protection Department will successively organize a series of 'Water Conservation Lectures'..."

"At 6:20 PM today, a homicide occurred in Room 568. According to preliminary investigations, the cause was a major outburst after the accumulation of various trivial contradictions in daily life..."

"..."

A slightly childish voice echoed on every floor, allowing employees listening to the broadcast to understand the major events that occurred in the company today.

This was both good and bad, but it did not prevent Shang Jianyao's room from becoming quieter.

After the hourly news, the radio station planned a review program focusing on today's homicide, reintroducing all the malicious cases and corresponding judgments after Pangu Biology moved into the underground building to warn employees.

This program was still hosted by Hou Yi, and the Shang Jianyaos listened with great interest.

Some of those malicious cases were well-known, such as the 386th floor explosion.

At that time, during the chaotic years, Pangu Biology's material shortage was very serious, especially in terms of mineral resources. For this reason, the board of directors specifically sent some teams to occupy some mines in the surrounding area.

Among them, a D6-level middle manager, after working in the mine for half a year, returned home only to find that his wife was having an affair with a neighbor. The neighbor not only had a higher rank than him but also had certain connections in the management, being a relative of a certain family.

The employee became increasingly angry, believing that even if things escalated, it would only lead to a divorce and would not cause any harm to the real culprit. So, he pretended not to know and returned to the mine.

Half a year later, when he returned home again, he directly knocked on the neighbor's door at night.

The male owner opened the door, and the employee didn't say much, directly lifted his clothes, revealing a circle of detonators wrapped around his waist.

The male owner hadn't even recognized what that was when he was grabbed by the other party.

Then, the explosion occurred.

Both of them naturally died without a complete corpse. It was said that the children playing on that floor the next day even picked up a few fingers.

The rooms and floors in that area were severely damaged. Fortunately, the explosion occurred at the door, so the impact on the inside bedroom was not so great; otherwise, the number of deaths would have been more than two.

Based on the potential harm that similar incidents could cause to the underground building's structure, Pangu Biology began to pay attention to entry and exit checks and mine management. This led to the subsequent series of rules and regulations. At the same time, the act of undermining the marriages of dispatched employees was deemed illegal and written into the corresponding documents.

After listening quietly to this review program, Shang Jianyao rubbed his temples, still savoring the experience.

...

Inside the room corresponding to the "Mind Corridor," his figure emerged.

This time, Shang Jianyao no longer searched for the "1215" room number but selected a new target far away from his own room.

"522"

"5" represents the domain of the May Duty Cycle "Overseer," who is the object of faith for the "Natural Church."

Of course, "5" may also belong to the "Zhuang Sheng" domain.

The Shang Jianyaos, after a new round of voting, determined the initial exploration plan.

So, they combined into one and opened the door of Room "522."

What came into Shang Jianyao's eyes was a ruin. The window glass was already broken, the outer walls were immersed in the darkness of the night, and large patches of blood stained various places.

Shang Jianyao clearly walked into the room but seemed to have come out of a building, immediately finding himself on a street with vehicles piled up in disarray.

He didn't rush forward, standing in the middle of the street, observing the surrounding situation.

Just then, the front door of a car next to him was suddenly pushed open, and a figure darted out.

His hair was messy, his eyes were turbid and bloodshot, clearly an "Unconscious."

Shang Jianyao had already noticed the moment the car door opened, but when his body was about to move aside, he forcibly stopped, treating himself as a target.

The "Unconscious" pounced on him, tearing at his shoulder.

The flesh and blood in the corresponding position immediately blurred.

"Aow!" Shang Jianyao howled in pain and then exerted his strength, shaking the "Unconscious" off.

Without even looking at this dangerous creature, he divided into ten, examining each other.

Every Shang Jianyao had a hideous wound on his shoulder.

The Shang Jianyao wearing a deerstalker hat and smoking a pipe nodded thoughtfully:

"The situation just now illustrates two things:

"First, this is the mind world, not true reality. The response to human consciousness depends on the state or perception of the room owner at the time. It may or may not exist. We cannot rely on this in future explorations.

"Second, when exploring in someone else's mind world, it seems that not only the mind will be harmed, but the body as well."

"Where is there a body now? This is essentially a manifestation of the mind," the honest Shang Jianyao immediately retorted.

At this moment, the "Unconscious" pounced again.

But as he was in mid-air, a billboard that was already teetering high up suddenly fell, hitting him with the sound of wind.

Smack!

Unable to change direction, the "Unconscious" was slammed to the ground by the billboard, blood streaming from his head.

He twitched, struggled, and seemed unable to die for a while, fully demonstrating the tenacity of an "Unconscious's" life force.

But he could no longer do anything, at least not interfere with the Shang Jianyao Democratic Consultative Conference.

The Shang Jianyao wearing a deerstalker hat took the pipe out of his mouth:

"What I mean is that I originally thought that attacks in the mind world, apart from being expressed in the form of Awakened abilities, only had emotional impacts, such as causing panic, fear, confusion, and other reactions, forcing us to forcibly withdraw from the 'Mind Corridor' and leave bad impressions. But now it seems that 'physical attacks' are still possible and can cause damage."

The cowardly but absolutely clever Shang Jianyao expressed his agreement:

"This kind of 'physical attack,' in essence, is also a mental attack, but it has similar manifestations due to different environments."

"We appear to be bleeding from our shoulders, but in reality, our minds have suffered some trauma," the Shang Jianyao who valued emotions and was relatively introverted followed up.

He was wearing everyday clothes, an enlarged version of those garments from his adolescence.

The reckless and bold Shang Jianyao immediately said:

"Then do we need to make some preparations for these kinds of attacks?

"How can we make ourselves also exhibit the ability of 'physical attacks'?"

The Shang Jianyao wearing a deerstalker hat shook his pipe:

"We can manifest guns and ammunition and then add the ability 'Interference Material' when shooting.

"Because bullets are small and light, this interference can be added in small portions, thereby saving our mental consumption."

Manifesting weapons in someone else's mind world and shooting directly obviously cannot cause damage. It is necessary to actively "inject" mental power.

And in this regard, the ability "Interference Material" has unique advantages.

The Shang Jianyaos quickly reached a consensus.

To reduce mental consumption, they merged back into one, holding a familiar "Berserker" assault rifle.

Holding this weapon, Shang Jianyao walked step by step toward the front of the street.

Before long, behind multiple windows in the surrounding buildings and in many corners of the street, and in some abandoned cars, one figure after another appeared.

There were as many as hundreds of them, men and women, old and young, all in ragged and dirty clothes, with turbid and terrible eyes.

Some of these "Unconscious" were holding various guns, some were holding sticks and wrenches, and some were barehanded, launching attacks on Shang Jianyao from all directions.

Da-da-da! Bang-bang-bang!

Shang Jianyao skillfully rolled and shot, allowing each bullet to stably penetrate the bodies of different enemies.

Those "Unconscious" were also very skilled in using weapons. If Shang Jianyao didn't occasionally use "Missing Hands Action" and "Affected Person," he definitely wouldn't be able to fight one against a hundred without sustaining much damage himself.

Compared to human armies in reality, the "Unconscious" here would not collapse due to fear!

Da-da-da.

In the fierce gun battle, a large number of "Unconscious" lost their lives and fell to the ground, but at the end of this street, more "Unconscious" heard the commotion and rushed over, endlessly.

Looking at these countless figures, Shang Jianyao sighed with a great sense of acting:

"Not enough ammunition..."

The essence of this sentence was that his mental reserves were likely unable to keep up with the consumption. Even if he could solve the current batch, he would be powerless afterward.

Then, Shang Jianyao asked himself:

"How did the room owner escape from a similar environment in the first place, only leaving behind some psychological shadows?"

Unable to get an answer for a moment, he suddenly turned around and ran wildly toward the place he had entered.

With one pounce followed by a roll, Shang Jianyao returned to the "Mind Corridor," ending this exploration.

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, retreat is the best!

...

The next day, when Shang Jianyao entered Room 14 on the 647th floor, Jiang Baimian received a notification that the entire "Old Task Force" would undergo a strict review.

Rewards can be issued after this.

And for Shang Jianyao, this was the second review.

Jiang Baimian thought for a moment and reminded him:

"It is very likely that Mei Shou'an is not in charge this time."