The 495th floor, Area C, No. 11.

Inside the living room, which doubled as the master bedroom in Long Yuehong’s house, the family of five sat in different spots, listening to the radio while casually chatting about Long Yuehong’s experiences on the surface.

Of course, Long Yuehong was aware that the review hadn’t ended, and it wasn’t certain what could be said and what couldn’t. He could only pick the most innocuous daily events to talk about.

“Brother, did you learn how to make hotpot?” Long Yuehong’s younger sister, Long Aihong, asked with great anticipation.

She was only sixteen years old and already almost 1.7 meters tall. She had shoulder-length hair with bangs, making her look very innocent.

Compared to Long Yuehong, her facial features were noticeably better, making her an indisputable beauty.

Long Yuehong smiled upon hearing this.

“There aren’t enough spices. Many aren’t available in the supplies market.”

Seeing the disappointed expression on his sister’s face, Long Yuehong added with a smile, “But we can make a simplified version. Tomorrow, I’ll go to the market to exchange for two large bones to make soup…”

“Great!” His younger brother, Long Zhigu, exclaimed excitedly.

Hotpot was something that couldn’t be found in the employee cafeteria, and the Long family usually didn’t have the concept of hotpot at all.

Long Zhigu was eighteen years old this year, at a crucial time for taking the college entrance examination, but his height had already exceeded his brother’s by a full three centimeters.

Thanks to the good effects of genetic modification, his appearance could be considered above average within Pangu Biology.

“Not bad, you learned how to cook after going out for a while.” Listening to the radio, Gu Hong, who was knitting a sweater, said with emotion, “When you meet other girls in the future, you can definitely talk about this.”

Most of the young people at Pangu Biology who weren’t married didn’t know how to cook, because they could directly eat in the employee cafeteria, which was convenient, easy, and not too expensive.

Long Yuehong smiled and said, “The most important part of hotpot is making the broth and dipping sauce; the rest is simple…”

He narrated in detail, describing the various types of hotpot he had eaten before, categorizing them one by one. Long Zhigu and Long Aihong couldn’t help but swallow their saliva, occasionally picking up snacks like rice crackers and puffed biscuits to take a bite.

They hadn’t gone out after dinner recently, but it definitely wasn’t because their brother had brought back a bunch of snacks and drinks. The main reason was that they wanted to listen to their hero talk about his wonderful life on the surface.

Towards the end of the conversation, Long Yuehong mentioned, “We got quite a few portable computers this time. I’ve already applied to the company, hoping I can keep one or two, but I don’t know if it will work.”

Although Long Dayong and Gu Hong hadn’t touched computers much, they had seen the real thing in their workplace and school, so they could easily understand what a portable computer was.

“What’s the use of bringing this back?” Gu Hong asked, not quite understanding.

In her opinion, computers were something to be placed in the workplace for convenience, and they didn’t need them at home at all.

Long Zhigu and Long Aihong weren’t too excited either. For them, computers were still too foreign, and they didn’t know what to do with them even if they got one.

Long Yuehong seemed to see his past self, who hadn’t seen the world, and smiled.

“Little brother can get familiar with computers in advance, so it will be easier to choose a related major when he gets into college.

“Moreover, it can record radio programs, so you can listen to them repeatedly.”

Long Yuehong didn’t mention the entertainment materials from the Old World, worried that it would harm his younger siblings’ studies.

He decided to hide the Old World entertainment materials in a more hidden place on the computer and let his younger siblings know and understand when they entered the workforce in the future.

Hearing that it could record radio, Long Dayong muttered, “Does this consume electricity? Our energy quotas aren’t much…”

They were only using a small lamp now, mainly using the streetlights shining in from outside the window.

Long Aihong, on the other hand, became excited.

“Brother, when can we get it?”

“It depends on the company.” Mentioning this matter, Long Yuehong sighed. “Didn’t someone get caught for bringing items back to the company privately? The review will definitely be very strict in the next few months, so it won’t be that fast.”

“You know about that too?” Gu Hong raised her head and lowered her voice unconsciously. “I heard from people at my workplace that it was a security department employee named Yan Qing who brought a USB drive with heretical materials back to the company. Later, he and some people gathered to hold some kind of ritual, and they were caught in the act. Oh my, everyone in the room was naked, without any clothes on…”

This, that “Natural Church” believed in Mandala, the presiding spirit of the Desire domain? Long Yuehong subconsciously looked around and found that his sister was listening with a shy face, while his brother was full of curiosity.

As for Long Dayong, he already knew about it and didn’t have any change in expression.

“Mom, were they really that messy?” Long Zhigu couldn’t help but ask.

Gu Hong glanced at him.

“What are you thinking?

“They didn’t do anything; they just took off their clothes and chatted in the room, and also prayed.”

This doesn’t sound very convincing… Long Yuehong imagined the scene and didn’t quite believe that those people were really chatting naked in there.

Even if the room was full of men or women, he didn’t think it was that simple.

Seeing that her eldest son had an incredulous look, Gu Hong quickly explained, “At first, I also thought this was just fooling people, right? But then they told me that the cult required everyone to find their original nature and not be troubled by acquired things. They believed that only by taking off their clothes and returning to nature could they listen to the teachings of the gods and be redeemed.”

Gu Hong tried her best to recall what she had heard at the time, without adding her own words.

“A strange cult,” Long Yuehong commented.

This made it difficult for him to distinguish which Presiding Spirit the “Natural Church” actually believed in.

“Yeah, they’re like lunatics, even taking off their clothes. Aren’t they ashamed?” Long Dayong quickly expressed his opinion as well.

Gu Hong glared at him.

“Don’t you often go shirtless?”

“Can this be the same?” Long Dayong shouted, feeling wronged.

Long Yuehong watched his parents bickering with a smile and didn’t interrupt.

The family ate, drank, chatted, and laughed until it was time to turn off the lights.

Because their small bathroom was in line, Long Yuehong took his flashlight, left the door, and walked towards the nearest public toilet.

This was located at the intersection of Area C and Area B.

At this time, most of the employees had finished washing up, returned to their homes, and were preparing to sleep. Long Yuehong only encountered two or three people on the way.

In the dark and deep corridor, the yellowish flashlight light swayed back and forth, illuminating the outline of the public toilet.

Just as Long Yuehong was about to turn right, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The figure was hanging at the door of the men’s toilet, gently swaying.

In the past, Long Yuehong would have been so frightened that he would have backed away repeatedly, perhaps tripping over something and falling to the ground, unable to even shout.

But after so many experiences, the hair on his body stood on end, and he raised a hand to block himself.

Just as he was preparing to shout, the figure hanging at the door of the men’s toilet gently swayed and fell in front of him.

Long Yuehong’s flashlight shone upwards, illuminating a face with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, deep contours, and handsome features.

“…” Long Yuehong was stunned for a moment, and then, unable to restrain his anger, he roared in a suppressed voice, “What are you doing hanging on the door?”

The figure in front of him was Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jianyao had a sincere look on his face.

“Seeing you coming, I just wanted to say hello.”

“Is this how you say hello?” Long Yuehong retorted angrily.

Shang Jianyao explained seriously, “I feel that it’s too boring to always use the same way to say hello. We have to develop some new tricks. Moreover, this can also exercise your courage and reaction speed.”

“Thank you! If this were outside, I would have drawn my gun, okay?” Long Yuehong calmed down a bit.

Shang Jianyao smiled.

“You can’t fire your gun.”

Long Yuehong couldn’t refute this.

After a few seconds, he took a breath and pointed forward.

“Don’t block the door.”

Shang Jianyao then moved out of the way.

Long Yuehong originally wanted to walk directly into the toilet, but he suddenly remembered the “Natural Church” situation that his mother had just shared, so he added, “I have something to tell you later.”

“Okay.” Shang Jianyao seemed to enter a serious state.

After urinating and washing his hands, Long Yuehong went to the street not far from the public toilet and told him about the general concept and strange rituals of the “Natural Church.”

He asked at the end, “Which Presiding Spirit do you think they believe in?”

Shang Jianyao “Mm”ed.

“I’m not in Jiang Baimian mode now, so I can’t answer you.”

I’m so stupid, really… I shouldn’t have looked for this guy to communicate. I’ll just go to the office for a group discussion meeting tomorrow… Long Yuehong slowly exhaled, waved his hand, and said, “I’m going back to sleep.”

When he said this, his flashlight shone towards the street leading to Area C.

Suddenly, a figure flashed past the intersection in the distance.

Under the weak light of the flashlight, Long Yuehong saw that the other party was naked, without a thread on their body.

It was a man.

“Uh…” Long Yuehong turned his head and looked at Shang Jianyao. “Did you see that?”

Shang Jianyao closed his eyes tightly and shook his head.

“No, I’m afraid of getting styes.”

ps: Asking for monthly tickets during the double period~