417th floor, Long Yuehong led Shang Jianyao to the activity center to see his grandmother, Zhong Zining.

At this time, Zhong Zining was dancing and exercising to music with a group of neighbors of various ages.

Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up, and he was about to take off his coat and join in.

To his dismay, the music stopped at this moment.

Zhong Zining wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel draped over her shoulders and heard her eldest grandson calling her name.

While walking towards the old lady, Shang Jianyao said to Long Yuehong with regret and envy:

"Your grandmother's floor has a very well-organized activity center.

"The supervisor of the activity center here is too serious and responsible!"

I don't like this kind of singing and dancing... While Long Yuehong was grumbling in his heart, he casually replied to Shang Jianyao:

"If you think it's good, you can apply for a room on this floor after you get married. With your rank, the higher-ups will definitely consider your personal wishes."

What he didn't say was that Shang Jianyao was valued more for his level in the field of Awakened than for his rank.

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yuehong gave a soft "uh".

He realized that with the severity of Shang Jianyao's mental illness, it was not a happy thing for any girl to be assigned to him, unless the two had feelings for each other, were merciful and compassionate, and could tolerate and accept him.

"Is this the colleague you mentioned?" Zhong Zining looked at Shang Jianyao and said to Long Yuehong as they approached.

Before Long Yuehong could respond, Shang Jianyao nodded obediently:

"Hello, Grandma!"

"Yes." Long Yuehong quickly added.

"Yes, yes." Zhong Zining nodded slightly and sized up Shang Jianyao again. While reminiscing, she asked Long Yuehong, "Is he your classmate? I remember seeing him at your house. He came to play with you many times."

"Yes, yes, we were assigned to the same place." Long Yuehong explained simply.

Zhong Zining smiled and asked Shang Jianyao warmly:

"When did you get married?"

"I don't have a partner yet." Shang Jianyao answered truthfully, and Long Yuehong was too late to stop him.

This is not in accordance with the plan!

Zhong Zining was stunned:

"You don't have a partner, what are you asking for a talisman for many children and grandchildren?"

Shang Jianyao explained in a serious manner:

"Normally, I should ask for a talisman for love and marriage."

Seeing Zhong Zining nod in agreement, he continued:

"But after asking for a talisman for love and marriage, having a partner, and getting married, wouldn't I still have to ask for a talisman for many children and grandchildren?

"And if I directly ask for a talisman for many children and grandchildren, I can't possibly give birth to a child by myself, I definitely need a partner.

"So, asking for a talisman for many children and grandchildren kills two birds with one stone!"

Zhong Zining was dizzy from listening, but felt that what the other party said made some sense.

"That's true." She pointed to the activity center, "I'll go back and change my clothes first, and then I'll take you to the Mu family to ask for a talisman."

Shang Jianyao sincerely asked:

"Grandma, can I wait for you here?"

Long Yuehong's grandparents lived in Area C, and going to the Mu family in Area B still required passing through the activity center.

"You child, are you embarrassed? Let me tell you, this kind of personality is not good for finding a partner." Zhong Zining laughed, "It's okay, it's okay, you just wait here."

She then said to Long Yuehong:

"Take good care of your friend."

After watching his grandmother leave the activity center, Long Yuehong frowned, lowered his voice, and said to Shang Jianyao:

"Did you use your ability on my grandmother?"

Otherwise, how could she so easily accept that a single young man was asking for a talisman for many children and grandchildren?

"No, I didn't." Shang Jianyao looked innocent, "Your grandmother is very easy to talk to."

Long Yuehong was about to reply "Indeed" when Shang Jianyao added:

"Just like you."

"..." Long Yuehong was speechless.

After a few dozen seconds, the music started again, and Shang Jianyao took off his coat, held it in his hand, and walked into the crowd of dancers.

He was like a fish in water, as if he had come home.

"So you didn't go to my grandmother's house to wait because you wanted to take the opportunity to dance..." Long Yuehong suddenly realized.

When Zhong Zining came back after changing her clothes, Shang Jianyao walked out of the "dance floor" with unfinished business and put on his coat.

"Very rhythmic." Zhong Zining praised, "Few young people usually dance with us."

"That's because they have no vision and don't know how to appreciate it." Shang Jianyao said righteously.

This made Zhong Zining very happy, to the point where Long Yuehong had a sense of crisis that his eldest grandson's position was about to be lost.

So, he tried hard to change the subject.

Chatting and laughing, the group of three entered Area B and arrived at Room 49.

Not only was its door tightly closed, but even the windows were covered with curtains.

At this point, the doors of most of the surrounding rooms were open, and people were gathering on the streets to chat and pass the time.

Bang, bang, bang, Zhong Zining knocked on the door of Room 49.

"Little Mu! Are you home?" She shouted while knocking.

After ten seconds, the door creaked open.

The light inside was dim, with only a desk lamp on. The space was not spacious, only slightly larger than Shang Jianyao's small room, barely enough for a family of three to live in.

At this time, there was only one person in the room, a woman in her thirties wearing old black clothes.

Her hair was messy, and her skin was slightly pale, but otherwise she was fine, belonging to someone who had undergone genetic modification and whose results were above standard.

"You're wasting too much energy! Why don't you use the streetlights on the street?" Before Zhong Zining could explain her purpose, Shang Jianyao admonished her with a distressed expression.

The woman was stunned:

"Drawing talismans requires this kind of environment."

"Oh, oh, oh." Shang Jianyao showed a posture of respecting professionals.

Zhong Zining glanced at this guy, put on a smile, and said:

"Little Mu, this is my eldest grandson's colleague, he wants to ask for a talisman for many children and grandchildren.

"Ah... Where are your husband and children?"

"They went to the children's grandfather's house. I have a few talismans to make, and it's quite urgent, so I didn't go." The woman surnamed Mu explained casually.

She turned to ask Shang Jianyao:

"Are you in a hurry?

"If you're in a hurry, I won't be able to arrange it in time."

Need to add contribution points... Long Yuehong, who had read a lot of Old World entertainment materials, subconsciously added in his heart.

"No hurry, no hurry." Shang Jianyao replied with a smile, "Auntie Mu, draw it whenever you have time."

"Auntie..." The woman surnamed Mu repeated the title, her expression not very good.

Hey, it's time for someone with high EQ to come out! Long Yuehong resisted the urge to scratch his head.

He always felt that Shang Jianyao's EQ was Schrödinger's.

Zhong Zining laughed and helped introduce:

"This is Little Mu, Mu Qingqing, she's only a few years older than you."

Shang Jianyao said "Oh, oh" twice and smiled at Mu Qingqing:

"Look:

"We were both born after the company's genetic modification technology matured;

"You're only a few years older than me;

"So..."

Mu Qingqing smiled and said:

"Just call me Sister Mu, I've always regretted not having a younger brother or sister."

"..." Long Yuehong was dumbfounded.

He then realized that Shang Jianyao's previous lack of EQ was to subtly lead to the later "reasoning clown" or "thinking guidance".

Too insidious! Too insidious! Long Yuehong could only express his feelings in an abdominal slander.

After becoming siblings with Shang Jianyao, Mu Qingqing became much more enthusiastic:

"Then you wait, I'll draw it for you now."

The observing Zhong Zining felt relieved:

"I told you, Little Mu is a very good person."

Long Yuehong took the opportunity to say to Zhong Zining:

"Grandma, the matter is resolved, we won't bother you here, we'll wait, you go back to the activity center to dance."

He was afraid that the subsequent "dialogue" would be too horrifying and would scare his grandmother, or passively involve her in danger.

Zhong Zining was indeed thinking about her friends at the activity center, so she didn't stand on ceremony. She told Long Yuehong a few words and turned to leave the room.

Shang Jianyao then smiled at Mu Qingqing:

"Sister Mu, is your talisman drawing skill passed down from your ancestors?"

"Yes, my great-grandfather was a Taoist priest, and this is how it was passed down." Mu Qingqing tucked her messy hair.

Shang Jianyao turned to ask with bright eyes:

"Are these talismans really useful?"

Mu Qingqing hesitated and stammered:

"It's effective if you believe in it."

"Really?" Shang Jianyao pressed.

Mu Qingqing felt that she shouldn't deceive this younger brother, and after hesitating for a while, she said:

"It might have been effective before, but it's hard to say now."

"Why?" Long Yuehong interjected in astonishment.

Mu Qingqing scratched her hair and said embarrassedly:

"When my dad taught me how to draw talismans, I wasn't very interested and didn't learn very seriously. By the time I realized that this could earn a lot of extra contribution points, I couldn't remember what the real pattern looked like anymore. I could only redesign it based on my impression, and then try to make the process as mysterious as possible..."

Long Yuehong listened with a dazed expression, his mouth moving slightly.

Drawing randomly is okay...

Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin:

"Sister Mu, why don't you learn from Uncle again, why do you have to design it yourself?"

That's right... Long Yuehong came back to his senses.

Mu Qingqing sighed deeply:

"Your uncle passed away five years ago."

"Oh... condolences." Shang Jianyao was very sincere.

He casually asked again:

"Five years ago, Uncle shouldn't have been very old, why did he pass away?"

Judging from Mu Qingqing's age, her father was at most in his fifties five years ago, and with "Pangu Biology's" current conditions, it was not a small probability for old employees to live to their sixties or seventies, just like Long Yuehong's grandparents.

Mu Qingqing looked sad:

"This may be fate.

"He suddenly had a myocardial infarction and couldn't be saved."

Myocardial infarction... Long Yuehong's pupils suddenly dilated.