Regarding the "Mind Corridor," Song He didn't know much. After Jiang Bai Mian asked a few more questions, she led Shang Jian Yao and the others back to the hotel camp, each to their own room, each to their own sleep.
In a daze, Jiang Bai Mian woke up, feeling a burning forehead and an aching body, her whole being limp and weak, very uncomfortable.
Sick? She supported herself to sit up, stuffing the pillow behind her back.
As she reached out to touch her forehead, her gaze swept over and saw Shang Jian Yao sitting by the other bed, using the daylight from the window, holding a needle and thread, earnestly sewing up a jacket with multiple bullet holes.
This was an essential skill for every "Pangu Biology" employee who performed long-term missions in the graylands.
When the "Old Task Force" was first formed, Jiang Bai Mian had even planned to give a special lesson on this, but she found that Shang Jian Yao was more skilled than her.
When she thought that Shang Jian Yao had lived alone after the age of fourteen or fifteen, she was relieved and no longer mentioned this matter.
"What time is it?" Jiang Bai Mian withdrew her hand from her forehead, confirming that she was really sick.
She didn't even have the energy to look at her watch.
Since surviving the dangerous period of genetic modification, except for inflammation caused by injuries, she hadn't been sick for a very, very long time.
Was it caused by the heart overload last night, the electric shock, and then the lack of timely rest? While Jiang Bai Mian was lost in thought, Shang Jian Yao put down his needle and thread and clothes, flipped his wrist to check the time and said:
"Almost 1 o'clock."
"So late?" Jiang Bai Mian was slightly surprised.
She didn't feel hungry at all.
"You seem to be sick," Shang Jian Yao pointed out.
"How did you find out?" Jiang Bai Mian subconsciously asked.
Shang Jian Yao stood up, took out the small mirror he carried with him to "mislead" himself, and handed it to Jiang Bai Mian.
"Your cheeks are very red, your lips are dry, and you were talking in your sleep before, as if you were calling 'Mom,' 'Dad'..." Shang Jian Yao described every detail that supported his reasoning.
"Stop!" A force surged within Jiang Bai Mian, forcibly stopping Shang Jian Yao from continuing.
She felt that her image as a steel warrior was severely damaged.
After making a sound, she felt weak and her mouth was very dry, so she reached for the cluttered bedside table, trying to pick up her water bladder.
Before she could finish her movement, Shang Jian Yao had already rushed over, picked up the water bladder, unscrewed the lid, and brought it to her mouth.
"Whoa." Jiang Bai Mian was surprised.
She didn't refuse, and took a few gulps of water before saying with a smile:
"Is this a repentance for acting without permission last night?"
"This is what a companion should do," Shang Jian Yao replied with no change in expression.
Jiang Bai Mian glanced at him, taking this opportunity to ask:
"Why did you rush out at that time?"
Shang Jian Yao replied earnestly:
"If that Awakened isn't dealt with, all the residents of Redstone Town will die."
Jiang Bai Mian looked into his dark brown, almost black eyes, and found them clear.
"Well, at least this time you remembered to notify me in advance," Jiang Bai Mian sighed helplessly.
Speaking of this, she suddenly became a little annoyed:
"Why aren't you sick?"
It would only be fair if they were both sick!
Moreover, Shang Jian Yao should be the one who gets sick the most, maybe he could take this opportunity to break through the "Disease Island."
Shang Jian Yao thought for a moment and said:
"I hadn't reached the point of almost fainting at that time."
This meant that the load on his heart had not really exceeded the limit, nor had he suffered subsequent electrical stimulation.
Jiang Bai Mian puffed out her cheeks and said silently for a moment:
"That's true..."
She then said:
"Quick, boil some hot water and get a towel, I want to put it on my forehead.
"No matter what, you acted without permission last night, you have to accept the punishment!"
Shang Jian Yao had no objection, skillfully boiled tap water, adjusted the temperature, and wrung out a towel.
Jiang Bai Mian began to order him to do all sorts of things, including but not limited to communicating with Bai Chen and Long Yue Hong in the next room, helping the patient to the toilet, changing towels, mending clothes, and filling water bags.
Watching Shang Jian Yao busy back and forth, Jiang Bai Mian suddenly realized something:
During the time when his mother was sick, he had become proficient in these things.
With a turn of thought, Jiang Bai Mian's eyes lit up, and she slapped the edge of the bed and said:
"We had a misunderstanding before!"
"What?" Shang Jian Yao looked like he was trying to understand what she meant.
Fearing that his thinking would develop in strange directions, Jiang Bai Mian didn't keep him in suspense and explained directly:
"Haven't we been considering how to solve your fear of disease?
"Actually, with your attitude towards your own life and death, you shouldn't be so afraid of disease."
Shang Jian Yao thought for a moment and said:
"Disease will prevent me from doing things, and I won't have time to do things, so I'm still afraid."
Jiang Bai Mian replied amusedly:
"That's not the point."
She then said:
"I think your fear of disease is more about fearing that it will take away the people around you, and you are powerless to do anything about it."
Shang Jian Yao fell into deep thought and didn't speak for a long time.
Jiang Bai Mian smiled:
"I'll show you what it means to be strong and healthy, what disease is!
"If the company's genetic modification technology is promoted everywhere, and genetic modification is no longer so dangerous and becomes controllable, then mankind will get rid of most diseases."
After saying that, she leaned on the pillow and said with satisfaction:
"When I recover, you can try it in this direction.
"Okay, get me something to eat, I'm starting to feel hungry.
"This is a good sign!"
After lunch, because Jiang Bai Mian was sick, the responsibility of interrogating the Ci people prisoners fell to Shang Jian Yao and Long Yue Hong.
According to Jiang Bai Mian's instructions, they first went to the Vigilance Church to invite the Vigilant Song He to interrogate them together.
This was to use the other party's ability to make people friendly, so as to avoid Shang Jian Yao exposing the "Reasoning Clown."
Song He had just gotten up not long ago. An old man of his age didn't show any signs of discomfort after staying up all night, and his body was indeed well maintained.
He gladly accepted Shang Jian Yao and Long Yue Hong's invitation, and with two church guards, took his car and came to Redstone, and entered the underground security office.
With this Vigilant taking the lead, although Han Wang Huo was still resting and didn't come, Shang Jian Yao and others easily entered the interrogation room and met the least injured prisoner.
This was a Fishman, whose body was covered with grayish-black scales, and whose gills under his ears to his neck were trembling slightly.
ββIn Long Yue Hong's eyes, all Fishmen looked the same, and they could only be distinguished by their height and build.
After everyone was seated, Shang Jian Yao took the lead and asked:
"Who is the Fishman who can suffocate people?"
The Fishman prisoner behind the iron bars looked at him with his protruding eyes, lowered his head, and remained silent.
At this time, Song He smiled and said:
"This is not a secret."
The Fishman prisoner thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the case.
His attitude quickly relaxed, he raised his head, and said hesitantly:
"Is the Envoy."
"Envoy? Whose Harbinger?" Long Yue Hong was very polite and asked only after obtaining Song He's permission.
"Not a Harbinger." The Fishman prisoner shook his head, "He was originally our third pastor. We believed in the Catholic Church of the Old World. Later, later, he told us to call him Envoy."
The Fishman's language was derived from Red River language, and Long Yue Hong had a hard time understanding it. It took him a while to understand what the other party meant.
On the other hand, Song He, who had obviously learned the local Ci people's language through self-study, asked fluently:
"When did this happen?"
"Less than a year ago." The Fishman prisoner was talking to a friend.
"Did anything else happen at that time?" Song He asked.
The Fishman prisoner's eyes, which were mostly white and less black, showed reverence:
"He, he became very strong, very terrifying, like an avatar of a god.
"He can easily kill a person, he can easily wipe out an army."
Shang Jian Yao asked with interest:
"What about before? Was he strong?"
The Fishman prisoner glanced at the guy wearing a monkey mask and said unwillingly:
"He has some abilities, but none of them are too powerful. He can make a person unable to open his mouth, unable to eat, he can make a person easily tired, like lack of oxygen..."
After listening to the Fishman prisoner's description, Song He asked in a gentle voice:
"Before becoming an Envoy, did he do anything?
"Or, did you encounter anything?"
The Fishman prisoner fell into memories, and after a while, he said:
"We landed on the largest island in Rage Lake.
"My great-grandfather said that there are towns and several villages there. At first, we were busy protecting ourselves, surviving, farming, and fishing. Later, we kept thinking, wanting to fight back, and we didn't pay attention to their situation."
When he said "fight back," his emotions fluctuated, and he seemed to no longer trust Song He.
But soon, he became friendly enough again:
"After being defeated last time, we have been recuperating. Many young people are interested in that big island because they have been idle for too long.
"That island is much bigger than the one we live on, and the roads are well preserved. There are abandoned farmlands everywhere. We are very strange, where did the humans on the island go? They shouldn't have been attacked by outsiders.
"After searching for a while, we found the town where they used to live, and found some records."
It's a pity that the team leader didn't come, she must be very interested in these things...Long Yue Hong gradually became a little adapted to the Fishman's language.
The Fishman prisoner continued:
"Through those records, we know that the people on that island, after the destruction of the Old World, quickly believed in a god named Yan Hu, who claimed to be the reincarnation of Yama, the god in the myths of the graylands.
"With the protection of this god, the people on the island did not suffer any disasters and lived very well. Just when they accumulated some strength and planned to seize the surrounding areas of Rage Lake, that god fell into a deep sleep and never woke up again.
"After losing the protection of the god, a large-scale 'heartless disease' quickly broke out on the island. The remaining humans should not have persisted for long and were all hunted down."
A large-scale "heartless disease"...Long Yue Hong felt his scalp tingle when he heard such a description.
At this time, Shang Jian Yao asked with great interest:
"Did you find that sleeping god?"
The Fishman prisoner moved his lips for a while and said:
"Yes.
"We found His sleeping temple."