Silently, the vigilant church's hall seemed to be enveloped in darkness. The yellowish light emitted by the wall lamps still existed, but gave people a sense of being far away, allowing them to only see the person next to them clearly.
Jiang Baimian's body trembled involuntarily, her hands and feet were cold, and her heart was pounding.
She seemed to have arrived at a cliff, seeing a huge rock hanging above, teetering on the verge of falling, and she couldn't dodge in any direction.
Intense fear arose, and an "ear-piercing" alarm bell echoed wildly in her mind.
Having experienced this kind of situation before, Jiang Baimian didn't need to think and naturally understood what was happening:
October's "Yougu" once again cast its gaze from the "New World," focusing on this place!
At this moment, not only Jiang Baimian felt it, but Long Yuehong and the others also seemed to be walking on the edge of a cliff. Another half step forward would lead them to fall into a bottomless abyss, shattering them to pieces.
That instinctual fear, inherited from human genes, firmly gripped their hearts.
Members of the Vigilant Church, the Fear Order, and the Hand of Friendship simultaneously prostrated themselves, pressing their cheeks tightly against the cold floor, not daring to move.
Among them, the members of the Fear Order were shaking as if they were sifting chaff.
The majestic and indifferent gaze seemed to come from infinite heights, making everyone who felt it feel extraordinarily small.
Jiang Baimian also lowered her head, her forehead covered in cold sweat.
For some reason, she always felt that the focus of Sui "Yougu's" gaze was on them, not on His followers.
Click, click, Long Yuehong's teeth chattered, making a sound.
Just then, Jiang Baimian saw out of the corner of her eye that Shang Jianyao was putting down the melon seeds in his hand and laboriously taking the tactical backpack in front of him.
He reached into the backpack, slowly and tremblingly fumbling for something.
Finally, Shang Jianyao withdrew his right hand and opened his palm.
There, a lake-green jade Buddha lay quietly.
Dense darkness instantly "surged" over, engulfing the small jade Buddha.
The small jade Buddha seemed to lose its substance, becoming extraordinarily illusory, and was wiped away inch by inch, or entered a new world that was not completely connected to reality.
Only two or three seconds later, the darkness slowly receded like the tide, and the small jade Buddha reappeared inch by inch in front of Shang Jianyao, regaining its texture and tangibility.
Almost at the same time, Jiang Baimian felt the vague female figure in the endless darkness behind the half-covered white door shift her gaze elsewhere.
After several more seconds, the darkness finally dissipated, and the light from the wall lamps filled the hall once again.
Everything returned to normal.
The Sui's gaze came suddenly and left strangely.
Huff... Huff... Long Yuehong finally dared to breathe deeply.
He glanced at Bai Chen next to him, seeing that her body still retained some trembling, and then forced himself to say:
"This is the Sui's gaze?"
"Yes." Jiang Baimian, who had experience on the other side, gave a definite answer.
At this time, Shang Jianyao had closed his fingers, re-gripped the small jade Buddha, and began to pick up the melon seeds that had fallen to the ground.
Jiang Baimian didn't know whether to praise him for being thrifty or to admire his big heart.
Long Yuehong glanced at the members of the three major sects still prostrating on the ground, and once again said to Bai Chen with emotion:
"'Yougu' directly gazed here, giving a warning, they shouldn't argue about those irrelevant issues anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, Antonio, the church bishop in front of the Vigilant Holy Emblem, stood up and said excitedly, wearing a minimalist white shell mask:
"The Sui has cast its gaze!
"This shows that our debate is meaningful and is being followed by the Sui!
"Everyone continue!"
Uh... Long Yuehong happened to see Bai Chen's friend Chu Ge sitting up as he withdrew his gaze.
His face was also full of helplessness.
They can interpret it like this?
These people are really...
What is all this?
For a moment, Long Yuehong actually felt a bit of understanding and sympathy with Chu Ge.
Bah, why should I have sympathy with him? He wanted to hit on Xiao Bai at the beginning! Long Yuehong quickly regained his senses.
In the following debate, Jiang Baimian didn't listen so attentively and often wandered off, but Shang Jianyao, while eating melon seeds, clapped his hands, feeling very involved.
When today's general education meeting ended, the five members of the "Old Tune Team" returned to the reception room on the second basement floor, Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao and asked:
"What changes have occurred in the small jade Buddha?"
Ah? Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were too frightened at the time, and the backs of their inner layer of clothes were soaked, so they didn't notice the situation on Shang Jianyao's side.
As an intelligent robot, Gewa actually doesn't have emotions like fear, but after analyzing the surrounding data, his core module told him that he had to adopt the "ostrich" strategy at this time. Only in this way could he maximize the safety of himself and his teammates.
And acting scared in that kind of scene would make him more like a human.
Therefore, even though he was also vibrating his metal skeleton and making friction sounds, he did not ignore the observation of the surrounding situation, similar to Jiang Baimian, who was relatively calm due to her experience.
Shang Jianyao took out the small jade Buddha that was in his pocket and said seriously:
"The texture, color, transparency, and feel have not changed.
"Nor have any new abilities been added."
Speaking of this, he paused on his own initiative:
"But I always feel that it's a little different from before, just a little bit."
"What exactly happened?" Long Yuehong asked proactively.
He could see that Bai Chen was also very curious.
Shang Jianyao vividly recounted the situation at that time in detail.
"'Yougu's' gift?" Bai Chen guessed.
"Don't mention the word 'gift,' we might have to pay a price for it later." Jiang Baimian had recently read an Old World biography novel and had a psychological shadow about "gifts."
"Maybe it's a marker." Shang Jianyao deliberately lowered his voice to scare his teammates.
Long Yuehong's breathing stagnated, and he subconsciously changed the subject:
"What were you thinking at the time, why did you take out the small jade Buddha?"
Shang Jianyao answered sternly:
"I felt it was a little restless."
"..." Long Yuehong didn't know if Shang Jianyao was telling the truth or showing the unique thinking of a mental patient.
At this time, Jiang Baimian, who had calmed down, looked at the time on her wrist:
"Since we can't find anything strange about the small jade Buddha for the time being, let's give it to Old Ge and have him do a comprehensive inspection with the instruments.
"After the inspection, we'll go back to our rooms to rest, and we'll leave for the Tieshan City ruins tomorrow morning."
"You guys rest first, I'll charge and inspect at the same time, I won't get tired." Gewa was very considerate to his teammates.
"No, what if something unexpected happens?" Shang Jianyao was sincere.
"Yes." Bai Chen agreed.
At 11 p.m., Gewa completed all the inspections.
He held the small jade Buddha and said:
"Other than the fact that its magnetic field is slightly different compared to other jade stones, everything else is normal."
He didn't have the corresponding data model and couldn't calculate exactly what percentage of difference there was.
"There really is a different place." Jiang Baimian was relieved instead.
"Will this small jade Buddha bring about changes in a certain place?" Bai Chen guessed.
The certain place she was talking about was one of the five holy sites of Buddhism, including the Tieshan City Second Food Company, the destination of the "Old Tune Team" this time.
"Maybe." Long Yuehong was quite solemn.
"Hope!" Shang Jianyao looked excited, "Only with changes will there be clues."
But the premise is that we can handle it... Long Yuehong was about to reply when Jiang Baimian clapped her hands and said:
"We can't discuss anything now, okay, everyone go back to your rooms and rest."
...
After entering his own double room, Shang Jianyao made a request to Jiang Baimian:
"Now that I've recovered, I want to go into that cruise ship again tonight and take a look."
Jiang Baimian pondered for a moment and said:
"Just determine the situation today, don't try too much, lest something unexpected happens again and your spirit is damaged again. Then we won't be able to go to the Tieshan City ruins tomorrow."
"I swear!" Shang Jianyao raised three fingers and agreed in one breath.
This was the Shang Jianyao with the youngest psychological age and the most emotional.
"Mind Corridor," Room "912."
After entering here again, Shang Jianyao found himself in a cabin on the cruise ship.
At this time, the sky outside the window had become bright, with blue sky and white clouds shining together.
When I'm not here, time doesn't stop? Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin, pushed open the door, and walked back to the aisle.
Then, he saw a person passing by in front of him, burping.
There was a black mole at the end of this person's right eyebrow.
Shang Jianyao recognized him. He was one of the three men Shang Jianyao had encountered before. He had developed from being ordinary in the first encounter to being chaotic and crazy in the second.
And now, he was mentally clear, acted normally, and was no different from the first time.
No, there was still a slight difference. The whereabouts of his two companions were unknown.