It was rare for someone to be willing to listen to his past experiences, so Lao Zhao stood at the warehouse door, recalling and recounting everything with great pleasure.

However, the experiments he participated in were always about going to a certain place on the ice sheet and wearing a single layer of clothing, thicker clothing, and a cotton-padded jacket, respectively, for varying lengths of time. After that, he would enter a simple house and undergo a checkup. There were no other variations, making it monotonous and dull.

Based on the ice sheet information provided by the company and what she had collected herself, Jiang Baimian judged that the temperatures Lao Zhao and the others experienced ranged from minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius to plus five or six degrees Celsius, with each stage being very detailed.

"If it's already above zero, how can it be considered a human cold resistance experiment?" As a former researcher, Jiang Baimian felt that the experimental objective and the experimental plan didn't quite match.

She suspected that the data the company was really trying to obtain wasn't about cold resistance.

"What items did they check during the physical examination?" Jiang Baimian asked carefully.

Lao Zhao thought hard for a while:

"They checked everything, head, neck, chest, stomach, hands, and feet..."

"It's impossible to see what specific data they wanted to collect..." Long Yuehong muttered in his heart.

"What impressed you the most?" Shang Jianyao's focus was always a little off.

"Aren't all checkups the same?" Lao Zhao didn't quite understand the question. "I just remember that it was still relatively cold inside the simple house."

Clap, clap, clap, Shang Jianyao applauded in satisfaction.

He seemed to just want to get the answer that "the most impressive thing was the cold."

Lao Zhao was obviously stunned by his applause, and the village chief next to him also looked confused.

Jiang Baimian sighed inwardly and helped explain:

"This colleague of mine likes to play around, say things that others can't understand, and do strange things."

"Oh..." Lao Zhao suddenly understood, "There were people like that among the volunteers back then too."

"Could it be my half-brother from another mother? What happened to him later?" Shang Jianyao asked eagerly.

Lao Zhao shook his head:

"I don't know, he's from another settlement.

"He was quite well-behaved at the beginning, and then he showed a playful side. After that, the experiment ended. I returned to the village and didn't know where he went."

"Some people only show their true selves after they get familiar with others." Shang Jianyao said in a tone of "I can totally understand."

Jiang Baimian thought for a while and noted this matter in her heart.

She then asked:

"How many people came back alive from that experiment?"

Lao Zhao counted with his fingers:

"Six or seven out of ten, I guess. The person in charge said that fewer people die in this experiment. If many volunteers weren't found from various settlements, and their bodies seemed alright, they were actually very weak. No more than thirty or forty percent would die.

"Hey, most of the survivors also have various frostbites, and some have problems with their brains, becoming crazy."

"Problems with their brains?" Jiang Baimian hadn't done similar experiments or read corresponding reports and didn't know if this was normal.

She turned her head to look at Genaeva.

Genaeva, who was wearing a robe, shook his head, indicating that there was no corresponding knowledge in his database.

Jiang Baimian didn't ask any more questions. First, if she seemed too curious and asked too many questions, it would easily arouse suspicion. Second, Lao Zhao obviously didn't know much. He had probably said almost everything he could remember.

"Being a volunteer is hard work. Back then, I..." Shang Jianyao's attempt to share his past experiences was forcibly stopped.

Jiang Baimian interrupted him:

"Alright, let's go in and choose the supplies."

The village chief was very perceptive and immediately said to Lao Zhao:

"Open the door, I'll lead the distinguished guests in."

While Lao Zhao was opening the warehouse door, Jiang Baimian asked the village chief about the previous topic as if it were a casual question:

"Was the company's scientific research team that went to the ice sheet the week before last a large one?"

"Not big." The village chief replied casually, "Just five or six cars, with a little over twenty people. It seems that more than half of them were volunteers."

After speaking, the village chief smiled awkwardly:

"Compared to you, the scale is still quite large."

"How many days did they stay in the village?" Jiang Baimian smiled and changed the topic.

"Three or four days, uh, a little less than four days." The more the village chief recalled, the more certain he became.

At this time, the warehouse door had been opened, and he led the Old Task Force inside.

Jiang Baimian "Hmm"ed and said:

"Going to the ice sheet, they must have replenished a lot of supplies, right?"

"It's okay. Half of their cars are loaded with various machines, uh, instruments." The village chief shook his head.

Jiang Baimian immediately showed a curious expression:

"What kind of cars do they drive that can carry so many instruments?"

"Just ordinary off-road vehicles, with modified trunks." The village chief replied casually.

Jiang Baimian then asked a few questions about the research team that seemed to not involve any secrets and received satisfactory answers.

Then, the Old Task Force began to select supplies according to their needs.

After the corresponding supplies were moved out of the warehouse and onto their jeep, Jiang Baimian glanced at the bill given by the village chief and paid the contribution points with her electronic card.

At this time, there was still some time before noon, and Jiang Baimian led Shang Jianyao and the others to stroll around Cliff Village.

Most of the villagers had gone to the fields to work, and a few stayed at home, either watching their children while doing needlework or handling different affairs in the office.

They were very enthusiastic when they saw the Old Task Force, and occasionally some villagers wanted to invite Shang Jianyao and the others to their homes.

"Young man, young lady, come to my house for lunch!" An old woman older than the village chief was sunbathing by the window. When she saw the Old Task Force passing by, she quickly got up, walked out of the gate, and shouted loudly.

Before Jiang Baimian could respond, Shang Jianyao had already taken it upon himself to say:

"We can't help you join the company!"

The old woman was stunned at first, then smiled and said:

"I'm already old, how dare I think about joining the company?

"I'm just happy to see people from the company. If the company hadn't taken us in and given us a way out, how could I have lived to this age and had several children? Now I don't even need to work in the fields!"

Jiang Baimian took a step to the side and stood in front of Shang Jianyao, smiling and saying:

"We appreciate your kindness, but we have other things to do at noon."

She was obviously embarrassed to freeload off their food because this family was not as well-off as the village chief's family.

The old woman waved her hand with great regret:

"You must come to my house for dinner if you have the chance in the future!"

Jiang Baimian and the others waved back in response.

After walking a little further, Long Yuehong sighed sincerely:

"The company is really respected and welcomed here..."

In the past, he would definitely have been proud and proud of his identity as a Pangu Biology employee because of this. But now, he felt both uneasy and melancholic when he thought about it.

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"Regardless of the purpose, the company has done a lot of beneficial things for these settlements in Cliff Village, bringing tangible benefits and clear hopes."

"Yes." Bai Chen agreed.

The Old Task Force had specifically visited Shuiwei Town this time and found that there had been many good changes there, with a hint of prosperity.

The honest Genaeva analyzed:

"This may be because the chaotic era and the early New Calendar were like nightmares for most settlements, like living in hell."

There will be gratitude only when there is comparison.

Old Ge, you don't need to be so profound at this time... Jiang Baimian couldn't help but mutter in her heart.

Winding around, the Old Task Force returned to the office, intending to rest for a while and then have lunch by ordering dishes.

Long Yuehong stood by the window, looking at the distant mountain stream and bridges, and asked with concern:

"Team Leader, what are we going to do next?

"Go to the ice sheet to track that research team? But they've been gone for more than two weeks, and even if there are any traces left, they've probably been swallowed up by the ice and snow."

Jiang Baimian was sitting by her bed, stretching her legs and muscles.

Hearing Long Yuehong's question, she smiled and said:

"We'll rest here for a week."

"A week?" Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were both obviously a little surprised.

Isn't this resting for too long?

Shang Jianyao suddenly understood:

"You want me to empty out the secrets of the person in Room 506 as soon as possible?"

"That's one reason." Jiang Baimian smiled, "Another reason is that I just calculated that with the number of people in the previous research team and the supplies they carried, they couldn't stay on the ice sheet for a full month. Although the deaths of volunteers will reduce food consumption, the oil that should be used will still be used. Similar research teams will definitely reserve enough supplies for the return trip to prevent possible accidents. That is to say, they will have to return to Cliff Village in about a week to replenish supplies.

"It is indeed difficult to track them on the ice sheet, but we can wait for them here."

Clap, clap, clap, Shang Jianyao applauded.

Only then did Long Yuehong understand the meaning of the questions the team leader had asked before.

Some seemingly unimportant details could actually play such a significant role!

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw a convoy coming from afar on the opposite side of Cliff Village, on the other side of the highway bridge.

Long Yuehong frowned and said to his companions:

"A group of people is coming to Cliff Village, but they don't look like they're from the company. The cars are all dilapidated."