Mei Shouan didn't say much, for example, how to determine whether there is a door to the "New World" in a room, Shang Jianyao needs to pass all the review before he can tell him that the part mentioned is mainly precautions, so as not to prevent Shang Jianyao, an awakened person with mental problems, from rashly exploring the "spirit corridor" during the review and encountering problems that could have been avoided.

After nearly an hour of conversation, Mei Shouan asked his researcher to take Shang Jianyao to have a detailed physical examination.

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495th floor, Area C, Activity Center.

After dinner, Long Yuehong mustered up the courage to come here.

He found that most neighbors did not regard him as a monster, but were very curious about the robotic arm and were quite interested in his current state.

After Long Yuehong explained with the prepared rhetoric, their attention quickly turned on the function of the robotic arm. From time to time, someone came to touch it, knock it a few times, and requested a demonstration.

This even includes some young girls, which makes Long Yuehong feel embarrassed.

After successfully eliminating the psychological barrier, he finally found an opportunity to squeeze out the crowd and come to a corner.

"Hi, Mengxia, long time no see." Long Yuehong greeted a lady with a smile.

It was precisely because he saw his classmates as an excuse to get rid of "harassment".

Meng Xia was about to get up and responded to her old classmate, her husband Zhang Lei had already come over and acted as a supportive gesture.

"Is this?" Long Yuehong was also a person who had experienced it outside, and immediately noticed that there was a "scene".

Zhang Lei, who looked very silent and restrained, had only sharp eyes, rarely smiled:

"Xia Xia is pregnant."

Long Yuehong was not surprised at all. Meng Xia and Zhang Lei have been married for more than a year. They used the style of encouraging childbirth to encourage "Pangu Biology". It was actually too late for them to have children until now.

"Congratulations!" Long Yuehong smiled.

He took the initiative to pull a chair and sit down, preventing the old classmates from getting up for politeness.

"Thank you." Meng Xia replied, then asked slightly curiously, "Is your robotic arm really strong?"

She originally wanted to ask, "Did you really apply for transplantation on your own initiative?", but she felt that the relationship between the two parties was not so good, so she changed the topic.

Her husband, Zhang Lei from the outside world, asked further:

“What model is it?”

"Type 1." Long Yuehong did not hide it.

Zhang Lei was a little surprised:

"You have been to 'United Industry'? This is a relatively new model, and it is rare even in the initial city."

"We know an arms dealer from 'United Industry'." Long Yuehong explained briefly.

Meng Xia became even more curious and turned her head to ask about her husband:

"Is this really amazing?"

"Yes." Zhang Lei looked around and gave an example, "If it is applied well, he can kill everyone here alone."

Here is the activity center.

Long Yuehong subconsciously said modestly:

"The premise is that there are no awakened people here, no genetic modification, and no biological prosthetics transplanted."

Meng Xia was stunned when she heard it next to her.

What she cared about was not the power of the robotic arm, although there was something that she was angry and funny was the example given by her husband.

What an example!

Long Yuehong actually responded to this example!

This is the same as someone asking if the kitchen blade is not sharp and the other party's answer is enough to kill your whole family.

Although the tone is not so serious this time, the underlying logic is similar.

Meng Xia couldn't help but say something:

"Can you discuss something good?"

Is this the habitual thinking of people who have lived on the surface?

Long Yuehong also noticed this problem, raised his robotic arm, scratched the back of his head, and forced the topic to change:

"Mengxia, you have just been pregnant not long ago, right? You can't even tell.

"At this time, shouldn't you go out less? Why are you back here?"

Under the influence of Shang Jianyao, a qualified believer in the "Life Sacrifice" group, Long Yuehong possessed some common sense that he shouldn't have.

Meng Xia curled her mouth and said:

"Our floor is too dull, there are no people in the event center, so it's uncomfortable to stay, but the atmosphere here is better."

Only then did Long Yuehong remember that Meng Xia and Zhang Lei lived on floors mainly based on outsiders.

He was about to say something, but he saw Shang Jianyao walking into the activity center.

"Here." Long Yuehong waved his hand.

As soon as Shang Jianyao approached, he touched his stomach and asked Long Yuehong:

"Do you still have noodles at home?"

"Yes. What's wrong? Didn't you eat?" Long Yuehong asked.

Shang Jianyao sat opposite Meng Xia and sighed:

"The institute has no care about the food and has kept me until now. I have no food to eat anywhere, so I can only make it myself."

"What are you doing in the research institute?" Meng Xia asked curiously.

Shang Jianyao replied calmly:

“Being studied.”

"Haha." Meng Xia laughed.

After a long time no see, Shang Jianyao still likes to joke as before.

However, compared to when he was in school, his personality has changed a lot.

In the lively event center, the four of them chatted, and the atmosphere was very leisurely.

During this process, Zhang Lei looked at Shang Jianyao:

"I thought you would transplant a robotic arm, too."

This is his intuitive judgment.

"He snatched it, there is only one." Shang Jianyao pointed at Long Yuehong in grief and anger.

He showed unconcealed envy, jealousy and hatred.

Meng Xia completely believed that Long Yuehong had taken the initiative to apply for transplantation.

After chatting for a few more words, Shang Jianyao looked around and didn't see a familiar figure, so he asked:

"Where is Lao Chen?"

In private, they called Chen Xianyu, the director of the activity center on this floor, more of them were Old Chen, and Grandpa Chen was the main one in person.

Meng Xia's expression changed a few times and replied with a heavy answer:

"In early August, the company broke out with a wave of 'heartless disease', and Grandpa Chen was unfortunately infected."

"Ah..." Long Yuehong felt a little unreal for a moment.

I have only been out for a few months, and things have changed?

Shang Jianyao also fell silent, and the people in the event center were either playing cards, chatting, or discussing whether to organize a dance party on the weekend, which was very lively.

Long Yuehong, who originally thought that this leisurely and comfortable feeling was very beautiful, suddenly couldn't sit still.

He said to Meng Xia:

"Shang Jianyao and I left first, he is still hungry."

"By bye." Meng Xia waved his hand.

…………

I made a large bowl of braised beef noodles with the stock canned food and Long Yuehong’s noodles and ate them all. Shang Jianyao washed and rinsed, and went to bed.

He entered the "spirit corridor" again.

He divided it into ten and looked around and found that the distribution of the house number was the same as before, without any change.

Following the original route, Shang Jian Yao and others walked to the side of the corridor.

Not long after, he arrived near Room 1215.

This time he plans to go deeper and collect more abnormal situations so as to make preparations later.

After ten eyes, Shang Jianyao's eyes frozen at the same time.
To be continued...