"Stubborn stomach problems..."

"Body temperature higher than normal..."

Shang Jianyao repeated these two costs.

His forehead, his shoulders, his chest, his abdomen, his limbs, something was vaguely wriggling under his skin, inside his clothes, but it ultimately didn't emerge.

The woman in her thirties or forties standing in front of him asked with concern:

"What's wrong?"

"Could it be that you're considering choosing the 'Destiny' domain? Although the abilities of this domain are very strong, they often come at the cost of physical health."

Shang Jianyao laughed:

"I just suddenly remembered something.

"Let's talk later!"

He turned his body and walked towards the building representing the exit of the room, returning to the "Mind Corridor."

The sinister and vicious Shang Jianyao grew a head on his left shoulder, and said with a solemn expression:

"Mei Shou'an is always hiccuping."

"Su Yu has been running a fever."

Mei Shou'an is the head of the "C-14" project team.

Su Yu is a director of "Pangu Biology." Shang Jianyao had just met with him, reported that Mu Renjie's death was suspected to be related to the "Life Ritual" cult, and asked him to guard against internal spies and send people to investigate.

And hiccuping often indicates a bad stomach, and a fever inevitably leads to a body temperature higher than normal.

The Shang Jianyaos didn't argue and made the same choice.

He returned to the real world, opened his eyes, and abruptly flipped out of bed.

Then, he took three steps as two and walked to the door, reaching out to grasp the doorknob.

At this moment, his downward twisting movement suddenly slowed down, and finally stopped there.

After pausing for a few seconds, Shang Jianyao withdrew his hand, turned around, and sat back down on the bed.

"We didn't do anything. Reporting is the duty of every employee," he muttered to himself, but without making a sound. "As for revenge, it's even less likely to be on the same day I just reported it..."

Shang Jianyao hummed a song, leisurely lay down, and waited for Hou Yi to broadcast the hourly news.

Then, he heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Shang Jianyao sat up abruptly, looking excited.

The person outside replied:

"Coming to install the phone, didn't you know?"

"Oh, right!" Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and tapped his left palm.

He jumped off the bed, put on his shoes, and opened the door.

Sure enough, outside the door was an employee carrying a toolbox and holding a landline phone.

"You're not wearing a hat," Shang Jianyao pointed out.

The male employee looked blank:

"Why should I wear a hat?"

He was about the same age as Shang Jianyao, and it was obvious that he hadn't been working for many years. The effect of genetic modification was better than that of Long Yuehong, and his skin was paler because he had never been to the surface.

Shang Jianyao explained:

"I'm talking about the kind of hat with a brim that can cover half of your face."

"Why should I wear one?" The male employee always felt that something was wrong with the other person's brain, and that he couldn't communicate with him.

He didn't live on this floor, and he didn't have any relatives here, so he hadn't heard of Shang Jianyao's great name.

Shang Jianyao sighed:

"Not professional enough."

He didn't say anything more and pointed inside the room:

"Come in."

Why is it not professional enough not to wear a hat? I'm just installing a phone... The male employee rationally gave up asking and walked into the room.

He looked around and then asked in astonishment:

"Is this really the place?"

Who would install a phone in this cramped and narrow room?

Those with enough contribution points would have found a way to switch to a larger room long ago, and those without enough contribution points would not even consider installing such an item that might not be used once every ten days or half a month, and would require paying a sum of contribution points every month.

"Yes, yes," Shang Jianyao nodded to confirm.

The male employee took out the form given by the superiors and reconfirmed the floor and room number.

He belonged to the "Training and Support Department." The role of this department was twofold: first, to train new employees or people who had been transferred to new jobs so that they could be competent in their positions; and second, to provide logistical support for everyone.

After verifying that there were no problems, the male employee began to get busy.

Shang Jianyao retreated to the side of the bed, sat down with a dignified air, and watched the other person.

By the time the black landline phone was installed, he still hadn't encountered any accidents.

He regretfully took the work order handed over by the other person and signed his name.

Although the male employee felt something was strange, he left Shang Jianyao's room quietly, based on the idea that everyone was unfamiliar and there was no need to chat.

Then, according to the address on the form, he came to No. 11, Area C on the same floor.

Long Yuehong opened the door with a slight skip in her step, and asked with a puzzled look:

"Are you...?"

"Coming to install the phone, didn't you know?" The male employee felt that he had really been jinxed today.

"Don't know," Long Yuehong shook her head blankly.

In the next second, her heart skipped a beat. She turned her body to the side, turned her head, and shouted inside:

"Brother!

"Did you ask someone to install a phone?"

Long Yuehong walked out of his room, looked at his parents who were full of incomprehension, and scratched his head with his left hand and said:

"No..."

"Could you have gone to the wrong place?" Long Yuehong immediately turned around and questioned the male employee with confidence.

Just at this moment, Long Yuehong had a flash of inspiration and remembered one thing:

Shang Jianyao had once said that after submitting his experience in exploring new rooms, the reward he requested was to have a phone installed in his room.

Could it be... Long Yuehong walked towards the door and tentatively asked the male employee:

"Have you been to No. 196, Area B?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the male employee breathed a sigh of relief.

"How many phones are you installing this time?" Long Yuehong confirmed his guess and then asked.

"Three, and one more for the 622nd floor," the male employee answered truthfully. "But that one will be moved to another room later, the specifics haven't been determined yet."

Long Yuehong nodded:

"I understand, come in and install it."

At this time, Gu Hong had come over and said with anticipation and hesitation:

"This phone is useless even if it's installed, there's nowhere to call, and you have to pay dozens of extra contribution points every month."

"This was obtained by Shang Jianyao, buy one get two free, it doesn't cost our contribution points," Long Yuehong said with a smile. "Later, after Xiaobai and I get married, we'll definitely have to move out. Don't you want me to call back often?"

"Just come back directly?" Gu Hong muttered and didn't try to dissuade him any more.

She and Long Dayong had already revealed an undisguisable smile.

Telephones were rare items, just like portable computers, enough to make the neighbors envious!

After finishing installing the phone at home, Long Yuehong accompanied the male employee to the 622nd floor and explained the matter to Bai Chen.

Finally, he also dialed his own home according to the number pasted on the phone, and tried out the effect with great satisfaction.

...

The next morning, 647th floor, Room 14.

As soon as Shang Jianyao entered the door, he complained to Long Yuehong and Bai Chen:

"You two installed a phone and didn't even think to give me a call!"

He had a look of being abandoned on his face.

"Ah?" Jiang Baimian looked at them in confusion.

Long Yuehong quickly told the story of last night, and finally said:

"Calling costs extra contribution points."

He was explaining why he didn't call Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jianyao sneered:

"Don't you know that the fixed fee every month includes one hundred and twenty minutes of free call time?"

"Yes," Jiang Baimian testified.

"Is that so?" Long Yuehong became happy.

He planned to chat with Bai Chen on the phone tonight!

Before his joyful mood had time to calm down, Shang Jianyao had already turned to look at Jiang Baimian and said:

"I found out something in that shadow in Room '506' last night."

"What is it?" Jiang Baimian asked with a serious expression.

"About the common costs of the 'Destiny' domain," Shang Jianyao's expression became serious.

Bai Chen pursed her lips:

"What is it?"

Long Yuehong felt that the atmosphere was not right and unconsciously held his breath.

Jiang Baimian first confirmed that there were no eavesdropping devices in the room, and that no electrical appliances were running, before nodding:

"Say it."

Shang Jianyao said in a slow and steady voice:

"More than we knew before, stubborn stomach problems and body temperature higher than normal.

"I remember Mei Shou'an always hiccuping, and Director Su likes to sweat, likes to drink water in large gulps, and the temperature of his hands is higher than mine."

Inside Room 14, an unspeakable silence suddenly appeared.

Everyone knew that Shang Jianyao's implication was that Su Yu and Mei Shou'an were likely members of the "Life Ritual" cult.

Although not all "Destiny" domain awakeners believe in this Ruling God, the possibility is definitely higher than in other domains.

And reporting Mu Renjie's death to Su Yu was a bit like, "Who is this person in the hall, and why are they accusing this official?"

After a long while, Long Yuehong said slowly:

"The company itself has 'Destiny' domain awakeners, everyone knows this. It's within expectations that Director Su and Director Mei are in this domain, it's nothing to be surprised about."

"When we last screened for members of the 'Life Ritual' cult, these kinds of people should have been the focus of attention, but the company didn't find anything wrong," Bai Chen tried to rule out the corresponding possibility from another angle.

"But why didn't they put their costs on the information?" The honest Shang Jianyao had a different opinion.

The emotion-oriented Shang Jianyao explained:

"It may be in order to effectively protect the secrets of each awakener. The costs of those we often come into contact with will not be put on the information given to us to see."

Jiang Baimian "hmmed" softly:

"Anyway, we have reported the matter. Whether Director Su investigates any problems or not, the follow-up is none of our business. At most, when we explore deeper into the 'Mind Corridor' and are qualified to meet other directors, we will casually mention it again."

Her implication was that the water was very deep. It would be fine if there was no problem, but if there was really a problem, continuing to investigate would easily lead to unspeakable things. Therefore, it was best to withdraw first, observe the situation quietly, and then slowly plan for it.

Moreover, the reasons for their suspicion were themselves relatively far-fetched. If Shang Jianyao hadn't been so concerned about the deaths caused by the "Life Ritual" cult, Jiang Baimian would have advised him to put aside Mu Renjie's death for now.

"Okay," Shang Jianyao was very serious this time.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen also felt that this was the best way to handle it.

At least for a short period of time, they didn't have to worry about being retaliated against.

...

622nd floor, Area B, No. 59.

Long Yuehong, who had originally planned to go home and call Bai Chen, decided to stay here again, thinking about the matter of meeting the parents tomorrow.

The two went to bed relatively early, not wanting to look tired tomorrow.

In a daze, Long Yuehong had a dream.

In the dream, he discovered that Mei Shou'an was indeed a member of the "Life Ritual" cult, but he couldn't find Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao for a while, so he could only report to Xi Yu, the Deputy Minister of the Security Department, the direct superior of the "Old Task Force," whom he had met, along with Bai Chen.

After listening to their story, Xi Yu stretched out her hands forward.

She smiled and made a gesture of holding a baby and gently rocking it.

This was the etiquette of the "Life Ritual" cult!

With a whoosh, Long Yuehong woke up with a start.

He gasped for breath, thankful that it was just a dream.

"What's wrong?" Bai Chen sat up and asked.

Long Yuehong described the dream he had and said with a wry smile:

"You think about it during the day, you dream about it at night, scaring yourself."

Bai Chen's expression changed slightly, and she said in a low voice:

"I had the same dream."