Floor 495, Area C, No. 11.

When Long Yuehong arrived home, not long after dinner, Long Zhigu and Long Aihong siblings were cleaning the dining table and cleaning the dishes under the supervision of their mother Gu Hong.

Of course, their father Long Dayong was not idle either, and cleaned the room very skillfully.

Long Yuehong saw all this through the half-open door, hesitated for a few seconds, and walked in.

"Dad, mom, I'm back." He subconsciously wanted to scratch his hair with his right hand, but saw five iron-black metal fingers.

Long Yuehong was stunned for a second. In order to cover up the complex emotions in her heart, she popped out a stainless steel comb and carefully explained the black hair that was so thick that it was messy.

Hearing his voice, Gu Hong turned his body suddenly and looked at the door.

"You're back, it's been several months!" The middle-aged woman nagged in surprise, joy and excitement.

The next second, her subsequent words frozen in her mouth because she saw that Long Yuehong's body was obviously different from normal palms and wrists.

There was no longer a physical feeling, a cold metallic light.

"Is this?" Gu Hong asked hesitantly.

Her attitude affected Long Dayong, Long Zhigu and Long Aihong, and their happy expressions brought a little doubt.

Long Yuehong laughed, waved her right arm, moved her five fingers and said:

"This mission is quite dangerous. We happened to get such a robotic arm again, so I applied to the team leader for transplantation to improve my strength. Did I come back safely with it?

"Haha, this kind of mechanical product is a man's romance. Few people can resist the dream lover of the warrior. If I hadn't applied decisively and seized the opportunity, I would definitely have to visit Yao at a cheap price!"

He talked and said a lot.

Long Dayong didn't feel anything about his later words, but Long Zhigu quite agreed:

“Yeah, it looks cool!”

Haha, you kid have read old world entertainment materials a lot during this period, and you have mastered the word cool... As the elder brother, Long Yuehong's first reaction was that he had to educate his younger brother well.

Of course, it is definitely not the right time to press this thought. In order to enhance persuasion, Long Yuehong added with a smile:

“Not only looks cool, but it’s cooler to use!”

Long Zhigu asked curiously:

"What are their functions?"

Long Yuehong thought about it and said:

"This is a level of confidentiality. I can't tell you about the specific details, I can only demonstrate some simple functions.

“For example, for example…”

Because of guilt, he couldn't remember the project suitable for his family. He instinctively changed the shape of his finger and blurted out:

“You can open the can!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Yuehong's skin almost twitched:

Damn, it must be that Shang Jianyao always nagged to open cans with a robotic arm, which made me almost develop a conditioned reflex!

"It's really cool..." Long Zhigu didn't know the twists and turns in his brother's heart, and he yearned for his fingers that could be deformed.

Long Dayong, who is specialized in opening cans at home, admires him very much.

Gu Hong frowned, looked up and down at Long Yuehong and said:

"How do you go on a blind date like this?

"Girls will find it scary."

It was late autumn. The four members of the "Old Transfer Group" missed the unified distribution of the new year because they did not return due to going out and still had no partner. They had to rely on blind dates in the future.

"Yes, yes." Long Aihong learned his brother's catchphrase.

As a girl, she does find a robotic arm weird and a bit creepy.

Long Yuehong is more open-minded about this and doesn't say as much as before:

"Anyway, it's not a matter of too much trouble. You can wait for the unified allocation next year."

He paused for a moment, and hesitated to add:

"By then, I may have withdrawn from the Security Department and transferred to another position, which will be more stable."

After waking up this time, Long Yuehong became more and more sure that he was not a person who likes to take risks and seek excitement. He yearned for a stable life and did not want to use his life to fight for illusory things. He just hoped to live a down-to-earth life.

He felt that with the contribution of the "old transfer team" this time, coupled with the reality that he was seriously injured and lost his arm, even if his service period was not over, he should be able to successfully leave the "old transfer team" and no longer be in the field.

The reason why Long Yuehong didn't say so sure just now is because she was worried that this would make her parents have too much expectations, and there will always be various accidents in life.

Moreover, he could see that the team leader and Shang Jianyao would definitely continue. Xiaobai seemed to have plans in this regard and actually wanted to take the risk of genetic modification.

As a member of the group, Long Yuehong felt that if he was the only one who withdrew, it would be very embarrassing, just like escaping in the face of battle.

After more than a year of birth and death together, he was a little unable to give up the deep friendship between his companions.

This made him quite confused and dared not promise anything to his parents.

"Yes." Gu Hong nodded, "You may have D6s at that time. You will be promoted to another level after leaving the security department. Who can't match the D7 team leader?"

The more she said that, she became more and more proud, and seemed to no longer care about the problem of the robotic arm.

A few days later, the reward was given, and maybe level D6 would be there... Long Yuehong muttered in his heart when he heard this.

Such an promotion speed can be called a rocket within the "Pangu Biology".

When Long Dayong, Long Zhigu, and Long Aihong finished the housework, several people sat down and listened to Long Yuehong's experience of going out for a mission this time.

Although the results of the confidentiality review have not been issued yet, and many things Long Yuehong doesn't know whether to talk about them or not, what he can say is enough to make his younger brother and sister concentrate on listening, as if this is the most attractive old world entertainment information.

When the lights were turned off and they entered the room, Gu Hong and Long Dayong lay on the bed, saying nothing for a long time, as if the other party was already asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, Gu Hong looked at the ceiling in the dark and said:

"He is still the same as before, and he likes to explain when he lies."

"Yes..." Long Dayong sighed long.

…………

In the "Soul Room".

Shang Jianyao silently stared at the current environment for a long time, allowing himself to become the only one.

He stood up, walked to the vermilion door, and found the brass handle.

Without any hesitation, Shang Jianyao gently twisted and pulled the door in front of him opened up backwards.

What appeared in his eyes was a deep corridor covered with dark yellow carpets, with rooms after rooms on both sides.

These rooms have vermilion doors, brass-colored old locks and golden door numbers, which are almost exactly the same at first glance.

There is a wall lamp between them every distance - a wall lamp with elegant shape and dim light, but it cannot shine where the end of the corridor is.

"The Corridor of the Mind".

This is the "spiritual corridor".

Shang Jianyao put his hand in his pocket, turned his body, looked at his room, and found that the three golden numbers were:

"1", "3", "1"

"131..." Shang Jianyao shook his head.

He directly showed three new numbers in the room:

“6”, “4”, “7”

Then, Shang Jianyao was busy replacing "131" with "647".

But as soon as he finished this job, he blinked and "647" turned back to "131".

Shang Jianyao thought about it and directly showed a black cloth, covering the original "131", and then wrote the number "196" on the black cloth with a golden pearl pen.

He then supported his eyelids with his fingers so that they would not blink at all.

The next second, the "196" he wrote and the black cloth that appeared disappeared silently.

"Can't change it..." Finally, Shang Jianyao made a regretful voice.

He stopped tossing about this and turned his attention to the surroundings.

After glanced over, he saw rooms such as "538", "205", "912".

"There are no '503' and '102'..." Shang Jianyao rubbed his face and expressed his disappointment.

Room "503" is suspected to belong to Jiang Xiaoyue. He once caused the "Dream Protector" of the "Miracle Dragon Sect" to suffer from "heartless disease", and "102" is the last "spiritual corridor" room that Yan Hu entered before he fell asleep.

Disappointed, Shang Jianyao walked to the side of the corridor like a walk, as if he wanted to find where the end was.

Four or five steps later, he came to the room with the door number "1012".

Shang Jianyao hesitated for a few seconds, raised his arms, crossed them to his chest, and said aloud:

“Distance is our friend!”

Rooms starting with "10" are likely to be "You Gu", so you have to be treated with vigilance!

After walking forward for a while, Shang Jianyao suddenly stopped and turned his gaze to a room on the left.

The golden door number "1215" is attached to the vermilion door.

In the "Soul Corridor", the room starting with "12" is either belonged to "Zhuangsheng" or in the "Siming" field.
Chapter completed!