Embers Ad Infinitum

The latest website: Floor 495, Area C, No. 11.

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

Of course, their father Long Dayong was not idle either, cleaning 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 conceal the complex emotions in her heart, she snapped a stainless steel comb out and straightened out her thick and messy black hair with seriousness.

Hearing his voice, Gu Hong turned around abruptly and looked at the door.

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

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

There was no physical feeling anymore, and it was glowing with the cold light of metal.

"This is?" Gu Hong asked hesitantly.

Her attitude affected Long Dayong, Long Zhigu, and Long Aihong, making their joyful expressions a bit of doubt.

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

"This mission is more dangerous. We happened to get such a robotic arm again. Therefore, I applied to the team leader for transplantation to improve my strength. No, I relied on it to safely come back?

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

He talked freely and talked a lot.

Long Dayong didn't feel much about the words after him, but Long Zhigu quite agreed:

"Yeah, it looks cool!"

Oh, you kid didn't read the old world entertainment materials during this time, and you have mastered the word cool... As the eldest brother, Long Yuehong reacted at the first time that he had to educate his younger brother.

Of course, now is definitely not the right time. Long Yuehong pressed his thoughts and added with a smile in order to increase his persuasive power:

"Not only does it look cool, it's even cooler to use!"

Long Zhigu asked curiously:

"What are the functions?"

Long Yuehong deliberated and said:

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

"For example, for example..."

Because of his guilty conscience, he couldn't think of a project suitable for showing to his family for a while, instinctively changed the shape of his fingers, blurted out and made his debut:

"You can open cans!"

As soon as the voice fell, Long Yuehong's face almost twitched:

Fuck, it must be Shang Jianyao who always nags about opening cans with a robotic arm, which makes me almost 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 the deformable fingers.

Long Dayong, who specializes in opening cans at home, is even more admired.

Gu Hong frowned and looked Long Yuehong up and down a few times and said:

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

"Other girls will find it terrible."

It was late autumn. The four members of the "Old Tune Team" missed the new year's unified allocation because they did not return because they were out. They still have no targets, and they have to rely on blind dates in the follow-up.

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

As a girl, she really felt that a robotic arm was weird and a bit crappy.

Long Yuehong was rather open-minded about this, and he didn't say so caringly as before:

"Anyway, it's not something to worry too much. You can wait for the unified distribution next year."

He paused, hesitantly added:

"By then, I may have retired from the Ministry of Security and transferred to another post, and I will be more stable."

After waking up from death, Long Yuehong became more and more sure that he was not an adventurous and thrill-seeking person. He yearned for a stable life. He didn't want to use his life to fight for illusory things. He just hoped to live steadily. .

He feels that with the contribution of the "old tune group" this time and the reality that he was seriously injured and lost his arm, he should be able to successfully leave the "old tune group" and no longer perform field duties even if his service life is not reached.

The reason why Long Yuehong was not so sure just now was because she was worried that this would make her parents expect too much, and there will always be various accidents in life.

Moreover, he could see that the team leader and Shang Jian Yao would definitely continue, and Xiao Bai seemed to have plans in this regard, and he wanted to risk genetic modification.

As a member of the group, Long Yuehong felt that it would be very embarrassing if she only quit by herself, just like fleeing.

Born together and died for more than a year, he was a little unable to part with the deep friendship between his companions.

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

"Yeah." Gu Hong nodded, "You may have D6 by then, and you will be promoted to one level after leaving the Ministry of Security. Who can not match the D7 team leader?"

The more she talked, the more proud she became, and it seemed that she didn't care about the problem with the robotic arm.

After a few days, the rewards were distributed, maybe D6 level...Long Yuehong muttered in her heart when she heard the words.

This kind of promotion speed can be called a rocket in the "Pangu Biology".

After Long Dayong, Long Zhigu, and Long Aihong finished their housework, a few people sat down and listened to Long Yuehong's experience of going out to perform the task this time.

Although the results of the confidential review have not yet been issued, Long Yuehong doesn’t know if he can talk about many things, and when it’s inappropriate, but what he can say is enough for his brother and sister to listen attentively, as if this is the most attractive. Old world entertainment information.

When the lights were turned off, they each entered the room. Gu Hong and Long Dayong lay down on the bed, without a word 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 darkness and said quietly:

"He's still the same as before, he loves to explain when he lied."

"Yes..." Long Dayong sighed long.

...

Inside the "Mind Room".

Shang Jianyao silently stared at the current environment for a long time, letting the scattered self be the only one again.

He stood up, walked to the vermillion door, and grasped the brass-colored handle.

Without any hesitation, Shang Jian Yao gently twisted and pulled the door in front of him to open back.

What appeared in his eyes was a deep corridor covered with dark yellow thick carpets. On both sides of the corridor were rooms after another.

These rooms have vermillion red doors, old brass locks and golden house numbers, which are almost exactly the same at first glance.

Between them, there is a wall lamp every some distance—a wall lamp with an elegant shape and a dim light, but it can't illuminate the end of the corridor.

"Spirit Corridor".

This is the "corridor of the soul".

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 realized three new numbers in the room:

"6", "4", "7"

Then, Shang Jian Yao was busy replacing "131" with "647".

But he just finished this job, his eyes blinked, "647" changed back to "131".

Shang Jian Yao thought for a while, and directly realized a piece of black cloth, covering the original "131", and then wrote the number "196" on the black cloth with a golden pearl pen.

He immediately supported his eyelids with his fingers, preventing them from blinking.

In the next second, the "196" he had written and the black cloth that he had realized disappeared silently.

"It can't be changed..." Finally, Shang Jianyao let out a regretful voice.

He stopped tossing about this and cast his eyes around.

After a glance, he saw "538", "205", "912" and other rooms.

"There are no ‘503’ and ‘102’..." Shang Jian Yao rubbed his face, expressing disappointment.

Room "503" is suspected to belong to Jiang Xiaoyue, and once caused "Miracle Guardian" "Dream Protector" to suffer from "intentionless disease", "102" is the last "corridor of soul" room Yan Hu entered before sleeping.

Disappointed, UU read www.uukanshu.com and saw Yao walked to the side of the corridor as if he wanted to find the end.

After four or five steps, he came to the room with house number "1012".

Shang Jian Yao hesitated for a few seconds, raised his arms, crossed his chest, and said loudly:

"Distance is our friend!"

The rooms beginning with "10" are likely to belong to "You Gu", so they must be treated with vigilance!

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

The golden door number "1215" is pasted on the vermilion door.

In the "corridor of the soul", the rooms beginning with "12" are either attributed to "Zhuang Sheng" or in the field of "Siming".

Shang Jianyao watched carefully for a while, splitting up nine other selves, ready to vote whether or not to explore this room.