Really something went wrong? Long Yuehong, wrapped in the "Black Mire Iron Serpent" biomimetic armor, almost popped his eyes out.

The anomaly in Holm Reproductive Medical Center, this Buddhist holy site, was actually hidden in the reproductive material freezer!

For a moment, Long Yuehong couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces that Shang Jianyao had just said:

"Zhuang Zhou," "Bodhi"...

Reproductive material...

Holy relics...

Long Yuehong tried hard to stop himself from making associations, lest he be struck dead by the Directorate on the spot and have nowhere to cry injustice.

It's all Shang Jianyao's fault! He silently emphasized, feeling guilty.

Shang Jianyao stopped just past the half-collapsed iron gate.

He reached into his pocket and took out an object that emitted a cyan-green light on its own.

It wasn't the lake-green jade Buddha, but the "Six Senses Bead" that Shang Jianyao had taken off earlier.

This item, which incorporated the anomaly of the No. 2 Iron Mountain Food Company, this Buddhist holy site, revealed a faint cyan-green light on its wooden surface.

Shang Jianyao muttered to himself:

"The jade Buddha from the United Iron and Steel Plant of Changhe City recreated the past at the No. 2 Iron Mountain Food Company, and the 'Six Senses Bead' representing the No. 2 Iron Mountain Food Company triggered an anomaly at the Holm Reproductive Medical Center...

"So, it must be strictly in order?

"Is a certain item or anomaly in the Holm Reproductive Medical Center the key to opening the 'critical area' of the next Buddhist holy site?"

Jiang Baimian responded with a rather helpless expression:

"This question can be discussed after leaving the ruins."

Now is neither the time nor the place.

In fact, Jiang Baimian also felt that Shang Jianyao's conjecture was very reasonable, believing that exploring the five major Buddhist holy sites was a sequential matter, and the beginning must be accurate, and the order could not be messed up.

Which should be explored next? The No. 1 Icefield City High School or the old locust tree at the entrance of Linhu Village in Dajiang City? While watching Shang Jianyao grasp the "Six Senses Bead" in his palm again, Jiang Baimian began to diverge her thoughts along the previous question.

Thinking about it, she discovered a very noteworthy question:

If it was really as Shang Jianyao said, that exploring the Buddhist holy sites was sequential, then why was their team able to proceed so smoothly without making mistakes?

Thinking that when planning this outing mission, they placed the No. 2 Iron Mountain Food Company in the middle, specifically detouring, instead of going there on the way back, mainly because Shang Jianyao entered Room "522" and discovered the psychological shadow corresponding to the No. 2 Iron Mountain Food Company, and after repeated attempts, awakened the strange aura hidden inside, letting them merge into the "Six Senses Bead," Jiang Baimian felt that this might not be a coincidence.

Room "522" was the second room Shang Jianyao entered after stepping into the "Corridor of the Mind," the first room that he truly explored!

Too much coincidence means it's not a coincidence!

While Jiang Baimian's thoughts were racing, Shang Jianyao took out his flashlight and illuminated the inside of the cold storage:

The area was divided into individual sections by steel plates, each with things resembling gas tanks arranged crisscross.

They weren't that big, and were sealed tightly, precisely the liquid nitrogen containers for storing reproductive materials.

At this time, under the illumination of the flashlight mixed with the light of the "Six Senses Bead," these containers were dyed with a strange cyan-green color, but one of them was slightly different, as if there was an extra layer of white mist.

Shang Jianyao, with the "Berserker" assault rifle hanging on his chest, turned the "Six Senses Bead" in one hand and held the flashlight in the other, walking towards that "heterogeneous" container.

"It wouldn't really be..." Jiang Baimian had arrived at the door and saw this scene.

She didn't dare to think further.

Could it really be that the reproductive material of "Zhuang Zhou" or "Bodhi" was stored in that liquid nitrogen tank? Could the destruction of the Old World and the outbreak of the "Heartless Disease" be that some people studied things they shouldn't have, wanting to combine gods and humans to give birth to new beings? Long Yuehong couldn't control his brain.

Bai Chen was stunned for a moment, then cautiously observed the surroundings, worried that some accident would arise because of this.

Shang Jianyao's "face remained unchanged even when Mount Tai collapsed before him." The more critical moments that made people fearful, the more indifferent he was, walking step by step to the liquid nitrogen tank that shimmered with white mist under the cyan-blue light.

After observing carefully for more than ten seconds, Shang Jianyao said in a deep voice:

"This container has been opened sometime."

And the other liquid nitrogen tanks in the cold storage were sealed tightly.

Long Yuehong suddenly had a strange association:

Those reproductive materials came to life, reproduced on their own, opened the tanks, lined up, and left in a mighty manner...

"See what's left inside." Jiang Baimian said calmly.

Shang Jianyao shone the flashlight light inside.

Soon, he gave the answer:

"Nothing."

After saying this, he reached out with his palm holding the "Six Senses Bead," letting the item directly contact the liquid nitrogen tank.

Almost at the same time, white light rose from inside the tank.

They were very illusory, and after circling for a moment, flew directly into Shang Jianyao's body.

These white lights didn't try to merge into the "Six Senses Bead," but instead targeted Shang Jianyao!

Shang Jianyao's eyes suddenly became hazy, as if his soul had been forcibly pulled out of his body.

Then, he saw himself appearing in the "Sea of Origin."

His own "Sea of Origin."

Below here was a shimmering illusory ocean and a series of faintly visible islands, above was a sky shrouded in light white mist and a rather large dark crack.

At this time, the Shang Jianyaos had naturally separated, each entangled in a white light.

While entangled, a series of faces protruded from each Shang Jianyao's body, as if they were about to split into more Shang Jianyaos.

"This won't do!" One of the Shang Jianyaos shouted loudly.

Just then, within that dark crack leading to Xiao Chong's mind world, countless black shadows instantly came to life, crashing into the invisible barrier like moths to a flame, as if trying to erode it.

The white lights then stagnated.

Immediately afterwards, they seemed to have encountered a natural enemy or foe, quickly disengaging from the Shang Jianyaos and recombining into one in mid-air.

This light shot out and pierced the dark crack.

It collided with the layers of black shadows, fusing together and piling up at the crack, with no further movement.

The Shang Jianyaos watched for a while, then cautiously combined, flapping their wings and flying over with two of themselves as wings.

He lowered his voice and called "Xiao Chong," but no one responded.

After waiting for a while, Shang Jianyao reached out a hand, slowly, slowly touching the crack.

He touched the "dimness" formed by the fusion of white light and black shadows, gently poking it.

No reaction.

"Is that it?" Shang Jianyao stroked his chin, "talking to himself."

The next second, he sighed rather regretfully:

"Why couldn't it last a little longer?

"If we waited a little longer, our numbers could at least triple."

When the white light was entangled, the Shang Jianyaos were all splitting, and the members of the Shang Jianyao Democratic Consultative Committee were about to increase significantly.

Confirming that the crack had really returned to normal, Shang Jianyao left the "Sea of Origin" and opened his eyes.

"How is it?" Jiang Baimian had come to his side and asked with concern.

At this time, the "Six Senses Bead" in Shang Jianyao's left hand no longer emitted a cyan-green light, and the light white mist floating from the corresponding liquid nitrogen tank had also disappeared without a trace.

"I entered the 'Sea of Origin' and perished together with Xiao Chong's remaining aura, no, fell into silence together." Shang Jianyao replied in a relaxed manner.

Jiang Baimian frowned:

"No other problems, right?"

She didn't ask if there were hidden dangers, which were obvious!

"Not for now." Shang Jianyao smiled, "If it really doesn't work, I can transfer the aura inside the 'Life Angel' necklace into it, and the 'Six Senses Bead' too."

Don't put everything into the "Sea of Origin"! Jiang Baimian "roared" in her heart.

She looked down and said:

"This liquid nitrogen tank doesn't seem to have a number."

Normally, there should be a number to correspond to the source of the reproductive material.

"There definitely was one originally, who erased it after the Old World was destroyed?" Shang Jianyao pointed to the side, "The numbers on the other liquid nitrogen tanks are gone too."

Hearing this, Jiang Baimian sighed:

"How cautious.

"I was still planning to write down the numbers of the other liquid nitrogen tanks, and then try to extract data from the hard drive obtained from the director's office for comparison, to find the erased one."

The Old Task Force had removed the hard drive from the computer in the center director's office, and was preparing to take it back to let Gehrman Sparrow do data recovery.

This was an electronic product that would be affected by Wu Meng, but like a walkie-talkie, it didn't have any attack power itself, and was under Jiang Baimian's close monitoring, so if there was any problem, it would be shattered immediately.

Without waiting for Shang Jianyao to respond, Jiang Baimian nodded and said to herself:

"This is not too much of a problem, as long as the inventory information can be successfully recovered, we can check name by name to see which one is suspicious."

After a quick search, Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian exited the cold storage.

They joined Long Yuehong and Bai Chen and prepared to return to the hall to leave the Holm Reproductive Medical Center.

Just as they reached the first floor along the stairs, Jiang Baimian and others suddenly saw a figure.

This figure was sitting on a cyan sofa in the hall, a man in his late twenties, with his hair neatly combed, wearing a gray suit with black stripes, and wearing a pair of round but rather small glasses, carefully flipping through a brochure.

Suddenly, a name popped into Long Yuehong's mind:

Wu Meng!