On weekend night, No. 12, Area C, 349.

Jiang Baimian and his family sat around the dining table, enjoying the leisure time after the meal.

Her nephew and niece admired and curious about this aunt who always traveled far away, and from time to time she would raise a strange question to try to get answers.

Seeing that his daughter, who was usually smart and quick-responsive, occasionally stammered when asked by her two children, Jiang Wenfeng and Xue Sumei smiled unconsciously, as if they had seen what Jiang Baimian looked like after marriage.

Jiang Dening and his wife were so happy that they didn't have to deal with their ancestors for the time being, pretending not to receive the gaze of their sister asking for help.

Jiang Baimian took a break from her busy schedule, looked at her father, and asked casually:

"Dad, do you think the company will move to the ground one day in the future?"

Jiang Wenfeng was stunned for a moment and sighed slightly:

"Although there is no sign of corresponding signs now, although the "internal ecological zone" has become more and more perfect over the years, forming a real cycle, and the living costs of employees are getting thinner and thinner, and it is no longer an unbearable burden, but I always feel that sooner or later, the company's main body will return to the surface and leave only some projects with high confidentiality in the building.

"You, children, must always live under the blue sky and blow the natural wind."

As a member of the management team, as a scientist engaged in agricultural research and cotton seed improvement, Jiang Wenfeng has been to the surface many times. After all, some wild populations can bring enough benefits, so he regrets that his wife, son, grandson, and granddaughter have not had this opportunity so far, and he does not want his descendants to be trapped in the underground building of "Pangu" for the rest of his life and will never see the light of day.

If Jiang Baimian hadn't had his current job too dangerous, Jiang Wenfeng would have supported her not to become an internal staff member and would still run to the ground from time to time.

"Aunt, aunt, what does the natural wind taste like?" After hearing the grandfather's words, the two children asked Jiang Baimian together, their eyes wide open.

For some reason, Jiang Baimian's mind flashed through the scene of the "old tune group" visiting the dust for the first time, and remembered what Shang Jianyao said:

“Fresh shit.”

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Jiang Baimian, who had been playing with the child for a long time, felt more tired than dealing with Shang Jianyao and more laborious than going out to perform tasks. So, as soon as she saw her brother's four, she immediately washed up and went to bed and prepared to go to bed.

However, as a self-disciplined person, she still entered the "Sea of ​​Origin" according to her habits, swam far away in the illusory ocean composed of Yu Weiguang, looking for the next island of fear.

While swimming, Jiang Baimian suddenly saw a small black dot at the intersection of sea and sky.

"Finally..." She couldn't help but sigh.

Then, she speeded up the paddling speed and swam towards the island.

As time passed by minute by minute, Jiang Baimian arrived at his destination.

The island has mountains and water, covered with blue color, which makes her feel inexplicably familiar.

Relying on the fearful island of "Sea of ​​Origin", even if it encounters irresistible danger, it will only exhaust its spirit. Forced withdrawal will not leave any sequelae. Jiang Baimian supported his hand and gently flipped onto the island.

She walked around the edge of the mountain on the island for a while and saw a road that was accessible to vehicles.

Jiang Baimian, who had enough experience in this, immediately showed the jeep of the "old tune group" and drove along the road into the mountain.

Such behavior is actually not essentially different from her relying on her feet in the past. It will consume a certain amount of energy. It is just that one more, one less, and one more can save time.

Jiang Baimian’s choice is that his time is more precious than his spirit that will soon recover.

After the vehicle advanced for more than ten minutes, Jiang Baimian felt more and more familiar with the scenery on both sides.

This made her wonder if she was lost or had been hit by a ghost, and she was always driving the same road.

After careful reflection, Jiang Baimian finally woke up:

The reason why she felt that this road was familiar was because it was the only way to return to the company from the Black Swamp Wilderness.

Sure enough, just a few minutes later, Jiang Baimian saw the silver-white metal door at the entrance of the underground building of "Pangu Biology".

She couldn't help but mutter:

"This psychological shadow is actually the company..."

Her second scene of fearing the island is the empty "Pangu" underground building.

This time it was repeated!

But thinking about the fact that most of his life was spent in the "underground building", most of his experiences were related to "Pangu", Jiang Baimian found it unexpected and reasonable.

She no longer hesitated and stepped on the accelerator heavily, allowing the Jeep to head towards the silver-white door.

At this moment, Jiang Baimian suddenly saw a string of fire.

She slammed the steering wheel and let Jeep move out in a tail-shaking posture.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The shells covered the area where the vehicle would have passed.

After the bombardment failed to achieve results, lasers and electromagnetic projectiles aimed at the jeep running sideways and shot them out.

Jiang Baimian stepped on the accelerator to the largest extent, but the mountain wall was already there.

She instinctively stepped on the brakes, avoided a wave of attacks, then pressed out the seat belt, pushed open the car door, and rolled towards an obstacle around her.

She had just rolled halfway through, and her body was inexplicably paralyzed and she couldn't exert force.

The next second, a red laser came over and pierced her body.

Jiang Baimian's face suddenly became extremely distorted, and she immediately chose to withdraw from the "Sea of ​​Origin".

In the bedroom and on the bed, she opened her eyes, raised her hand and touched her forehead, sweating profusely.

"The company's guards did not make any confirmation and directly attacked me?" Jiang Baimian muttered silently, "This shows that, subconsciously, I put the company in a hostile position... The essence of this psychological shadow is my suspicion and concern about the company? This should not have been big and would not become a psychological shadow, but the situation of the report deepened the fear in this regard..."

As the thoughts turned, Jiang Baimian gradually clarified her clues, and she couldn't think of how to break through this fear island.

Her hometown in her heart unknowingly became her psychological shadow.

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On Monday morning, Jiang Baimian, who was late, just walked into the office when he heard Bai Chen say:

"Team leader, Vice Minister Xiyu is looking for you."

Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:

"It seems like I'm going to ask about that application."

At this time, Shang Jianyao stood up and volunteered:

"Do you need me to lead the way?"

"No." Although Jiang Baimian could feel that kind of care, he was not happy at all.

She thought about it and said:

"Don't do the act of not having any silver here."

Her meaning is not to follow her quietly, nor to do anything "thinking guidance". It seems that it is very dangerous to meet Deputy Minister Xiyu.

Shang Jianyao sighed disappointed.

After three years of passing the door of the Deputy Minister's Office, Jiang Baimian finally found his destination.

Seeing that she was the only one coming, Xiyu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the backrest chair opposite the table and said:

"Sit down."

"Minister, is there anything wrong?" Jiang Baimian asked directly as soon as he sat down.

Xiyu Wen smiled and said:

"I was worried about what help you find in the future task, but you told me that Long Yuehong and Bai Chen could stand on the last shift."

"Actually, Shang Jianyao and I are enough." Jiang Baimian deliberately changed the topic and did not discuss the matter between Long Yuehong and Bai Chen.

Xiyu shook his head:

"If there are too few people, many things will be inconvenient.

"Well, with Shang Jianyao's ability, you can find some helpers temporarily."

Since this matter has been resolved, she didn't talk much and asked instead:

“I’ll set off next month, will it be too rush?

"In that case, it will be less than summer when you arrive at the ice field, and the climate will be worse."

Jiang Baimian had a long time ago and talked about it:

"I think it's better to be early than late. It's easy to find the ruins of the city that Shang Jianyao's father finally appeared. However, it will definitely take a lot of time to discover clues. Then, the same is true for locking the specific location of the Eighth Institute. You must have enough patience to catch the fox's tail.

"So, I'm worried that a summer is not enough, and the ice fields in April and May are relatively milder than those in September and October."

Xiyu thought for a while, nodded slightly and said:

"Then you prepare more cold-proof equipment and high-calorie food."

"Yes, Minister!" Jiang Baimian did not hide his smile.

Afterwards, Xiyu asked several more detailed questions, and all of them were answered satisfactorily.

The itinerary of the "old transfer team" was determined.

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One day in March, Shang Jianyao and others drove a jeep and left the underground building of "Pangu Biology".

As the fresh air blows in outside the window, Jiang Baimian feels that his heart is much wider.

Seeing that the car was a little silent, Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and Shang Jianyao were trapped in their own thoughts. No one had spoken for a long time, so she deliberately looked at the driver's seat and asked casually:

"Hey, has the gap between the small punch changed?"

"No." Shang Jianyao looked disappointed.

Jiang Baimian asked again:

"Have the owner of the '506' room had a dream recently?"

Shang Jianyao shook his head again:

“She seems to have lost the ability to dream.

"I doubt she was looking for someone to hypnotize herself and prevent her from dreaming."

Jiang Baimian asked thinking:

“What time periods have you tried?”

"It's 9:30 pm, 0:00 pm, 3:00 pm, and 6:00 pm." Shang Jianyao was not at all very hard-working.

Jiang Baimian said silently for a while:

"I don't have a dream at night, either I have found a way to control myself from dreaming, or I have not sleep at all."

"Didn't sleep?" Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Jiang Baimian said "yes":

"Then try the afternoon sleep time."

"Okay!" Shang saw Yao's actions were as good as the stream, and his face was excited.

Jiang Baimian finished the topic, looked at the rearview mirror, half-turned his body, and smiled at Long Yuehong and Bai Chen in the back row:

"I know what you are worried about, but it will only affect your concentration and will not make any improvement or worse."

"Just say it out." Shang Jianyao forced his mouth.

Jiang Baimian glared at him and continued:

"Since that's the case, it's better to put the problem behind your head first, and do what you're at hand seriously to see if you have any desired gains."

Shang Jianyao followed and shouted:

"Yes, yes, listen to music! Listen to music!"

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen looked at each other, nodded each other, and said:

"good."

“We will adjust our status.”
Chapter completed!