Shang Jianyao walked towards the classical building happily and planned to knock on the door to visit.

He has always been polite.

Just as he approached the gate, there was a slightly sharp female voice in the only room in the building with lights on:

"Don't come in!"

This is in the Red River language.

The sound came far away from the dark and quiet streets, bringing out an empty feeling.

"Why?" Shang Jianyao asked in confusion.

He stopped by the street, raised his head, and looked at the window with lights on on the second floor.

On the glass with painted patterns, the dim light flowed out quietly, but no figure was drawn.

The slightly sharp female voice swept away again, but it became quieter:

"This is my home, I don't allow anyone to enter."

"Oh oh oh." Shang Jianyao followed the good deeds.

At this time, there were only the street lights next to him and the second floor of the building in front of him to dispel the darkness.

"Then can I ask a few questions?" Shang Jianyao made a new request, "I just came here and don't understand many things."

He was quite honest and did not hide anything.

There was a silence behind the window on the second floor, and the woman did not agree or refuse.

Shang Jianyao asked when she acquiesced to her plea:

“Is this a ‘new world’?”

"Yes." The female voice walked through the window and entered the empty dead street.

Shang Jianyao asked:

"Then are you awakened at the 'New World' level or the Aboriginal people here?"

The woman was silent for a few seconds:

“There are no natives here.”

"Has he been driven out of everything?" The honest Shang Jianyao got to the bottom of it.

This time, the woman did not answer.

Shang Jianyao turned around and asked:

"Are the people here as friendly as you?"

The female voice sounded again in the quiet "night":

“I’m not as friendly as you think you’d like, if you had just forced into this house.

"In the 'New World', avoid those who are hungry and don't touch other people's costs."

"Isn't the 'New World' no hunger or disease?" Shang Jianyao was shocked.

The female voice silently said:

"You have entered the 'new world' and you should know what I mean by hunger."

"But I'm not hungry at all." Shang Jianyao expressed doubts.

The dim light from the window on the second floor shook for a moment, and the female voice said:

"It seems that you still have your body, and you haven't met any awakened people who are so powerful."

"It seems that it is a good thing to keep your body?" Shang Jianyao raised his hand and rubbed his chin.

"Not necessarily." The female voice did not answer in detail.

Shang Jianyao's thinking jumped, changing the problem:

"Which tower is the core here?"

"Yes." The female paused for a moment, "The seniles all live there."

Her tone showed unconcealed fear.

"That's it." Shang Jianyao clenched his right fist and hit his left foot with a "smack" and said, "Then I have to go to the high tower to register."

At the window on the second floor, the lights did not shake and the sound did not come out.

After a while, the woman said in a slightly hurried voice:

"Don't ask any more, I can't answer you any other questions."

"Who said that?" Shang Jianyao retorted, "I also want to ask whether your price is timid or alert. Do you not even know what your price is?"

At the window on the second floor, the lights shook violently for a few times, but no one appeared.

Shang Jianyao seemed to have not understood the other party's "exit order" at all, and asked himself:

"Then why didn't you turn off the light? Then no one knew you were hiding in the room.

"Will the darkness swallow you without light?"

The female voice came from behind the window:

"The light is the embodiment of your spirit and consciousness, and it will be extinguished only if you die."

Shang Jianyao suddenly realized, and once again clenched his right fist and said:

"No wonder the street lights go wherever I go, and all the previous ones go out!

"I thought the senators were both hospitality and energy saving."

The woman's voice did not respond.

Shang Jianyao asked again:

"What danger is there in the darkness here?"

"No danger." The woman's voice became more and more impatient.

Shang Jianyao said "Oh":

"Is there day? It's impossible that it's always night, right?"

"No daytime." The woman said with a very fast voice.

"Why?" Shang Jianyao was puzzled.

The woman's voice was sharp again:

"I have no idea!"

She was silent, only the lights from the windows showed that she was still there.

Shang Jianyao asked a few more questions, but the other party did not answer, so he had to wave his hand and said:

"Then I'll go to the tower and talk back."

He continued along the dark and quiet streets, and the street lights followed his footsteps, lit up one by one, and went out one by one, always retaining only one.

On the second floor of the building behind, the dim lights kept illuminating the small area quietly.

Shang Jianyao took a few steps and looked at the tower, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he clapped his hands with a "slap" and said:

"I still remember seeing what the tower looks like from the place where Yan Hu was locked up...

"Analysis should be able to determine which floor of the building...

"Do you want to visit Yan Hu first? Listen to how he describes the 'New World'?"

Shang Jianyao was very active and did what he said and immediately changed his route and headed in the general direction.

…………

On the mountain road outside the Eighth Institute, Jiang Baimian parked the jeep in a hidden place next to the road.

She then looked at Shang Jianyao, who was in the passenger seat and considered what to do next.

The most important point at the moment is that she must establish contact with Shang Jianyao of the "New World" as soon as possible and obtain corresponding feedback.

Without that information, it would be difficult for her to determine the subsequent ideas.

As for how to "contact" with Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian had a plan.

Shang Jianyao had some communication with the sleeping Yan Hu!

Jiang Baimian exhaled, extended his spirit, and connected it with Shang Jianyao's consciousness.

Her eyes suddenly became dark, and only a little light flashed in the distance.

The light gradually brightened and condensed into a street lamp, while Shang Jianyao, who was wearing gray camouflage, was standing under the lamp.

"Save me!" Shang Jianyao waved his right hand with joy.
To be continued...