That same evening after another night shift, Shang Jianyao took the elevator to the 478th floor.

Before this, he and Jiang Baimian hadn't inquired about Xiong Ming's appearance, where he usually hung out after work, or his address.

They were worried that rash inquiries would run into hidden members of the "Life Ritual" cult, leading to unnecessary trouble or an overreaction.

Shen Du's death was a lesson.

Jiang Baimian therefore suspected that one of the "Order Supervisors" at the time was an Awakened from the "Life Ritual" cult.

Unfortunately, after Shang Jianyao's "secret" observation, none of the "Order Supervisor Office" personnel on this floor showed any obvious abnormalities—the price paid for abilities often leaves some traces on the surface.

Since there was no specific search range, Shang Jianyao didn't consider this and went straight to the "Activity Center" on the 478th floor, intending to stay there until the news broadcast was about to begin.

Like the 495th floor, the "Activity Center" here was most lively at night, with people playing cards, chatting, or knitting sweaters together.

Shang Jianyao glanced around and didn't spot Xiong Ming, who had distinctive features, so he found a relatively empty corner for closer observation.

After a dozen or twenty minutes, his back suddenly tensed.

At this moment, a man entered from the doorway.

He looked about twenty-five or six, wearing a well-tailored black wool coat, with very short hair that seemed to stand straight up towards the ceiling.

His face was quite clean, with only a faint stubble. His features were good, with a sculpted beauty.

He looked like a new generation that had undergone genetic modification from the embryonic stage.

However, there seemed to be something wrong with the man's eyes; they were lifeless, as if made of wood, fixed in place and difficult to turn from side to side.

Shang Jianyao stood up and walked over.

"Xiong Ming?" he asked tentatively.

The man stopped.

He was only slightly angled away from Shang Jianyao, and a slight movement of his eyes would have allowed him to see the other person clearly, but he turned his head away directly.

"You are?" the young man indirectly admitted that he was Xiong Ming.

After making eye contact with Xiong Ming, Shang Jianyao felt the abnormality of his eyes more directly.

This completely confirmed the other party's identity.

He glanced left and right, saw that no one was paying attention, and smiled slightly:

"I came specifically to find you."

"Hmm?" Xiong Ming narrowed his eyes.

Shang Jianyao said with a warm smile:

"You see:

"You have special abilities, and I have special abilities..."

Upon hearing this, Xiong Ming's expression darkened, and his gaze became extremely dangerous.

At that moment, Shang Jianyao suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe and his heart was about to stop beating.

He kept smiling and continued:

"You are a member of a secret organization, and I am a member of a secret organization.

"So..."

Xiong Ming stared at Shang Jianyao for a few seconds without moving his eyes, and his expression gradually softened.

He nodded slightly and said:

"So you are also a Chosen of Sima, a believer of the cult."

He turned his head, looked at the noisy environment, and pointed outside with his chin:

"Let's go for a walk."

"Okay." Shang Jianyao was a little disappointed.

He thought that since their relationship was so "close," the other party would offer him some pumpkin seeds and a bottle of orange soda.

After leaving the "Activity Center," the two walked towards a more secluded corner.

In the white light from the ceiling, Xiong Ming, who was walking slowly with his hands in his pockets, suddenly asked:

"When did you Awaken?"

"This year." Shang Jianyao was very frank.

Xiong Ming nodded slightly:

"I was early last year."

His expression gradually became solemn:

"Even with Sima's blessing, only one or two people can successfully Awaken each time, or even none at all.

"We who can Awaken are undoubtedly the Chosen of God, unique and outstanding lives, so I am willing to say so much to you; others are not worthy at all."

Xiong Ming turned his body and pointed at the "Activity Center":

"Do you see those people?

"If I want them to die, they will die immediately. They are so ordinary, common, foolish, and vulgar; their only purpose is to set us off."

Saying this, Xiong Ming wore a faint smile and turned his head to Shang Jianyao:

"The new world is prepared for the new humanity."

"A Zen master once said the same thing," Shang Jianyao responded with a smile, "but at least he didn't have to rely on the labor of ordinary humans, and he didn't pee, fart, or shit..."

Xiong Ming frowned:

"Don't say that.

"Machines will eventually replace the old humans."

He then asked:

"Have you entered the Sea of Origins?"

"Just entered." Shang Jianyao didn't hide anything.

"Talent is not bad." Xiong Ming turned his body back and continued walking towards the secluded and deserted corner of the street.

The rooms on both sides were densely packed together, like small cages for raising pigeons.

Xiong Ming looked around by turning his head and body, and raised his chin slightly:

"We new humans shouldn't live in such places.

"Don't worry; it won't be long before we return to our rightful place.

"Above our heads, there can only be Sima."

Shang Jianyao looked at Xiong Ming's wooden-sculpted eyes for a second and abruptly asked:

"Is your ability cardiac arrest?"

Xiong Ming didn't answer immediately and sized up Shang Jianyao for a long time.

This made Shang Jianyao's heartbeat seem abnormal.

The feeling of suffocation was almost tangible.

"Did you guess from Wang Yafei's death?" Xiong Ming finally spoke, breaking the suffocating stillness.

"It's obvious, isn't it?" Shang Jianyao asked with a smile.

Xiong Ming smiled:

"Actually, I could have used a more covert method, but there was no need; he wasn't worth the effort."

Shang Jianyao nodded, not knowing whether it was agreement or just a casual nod.

Then, he asked again:

"Did the Holy Master ask you to kill Wang Yafei?"

Xiong Ming hummed:

"That person was never good; he liked to shortchange employees and liked to hide the limited supplies of Dong X, waiting for you to beg him before selling it to you.

"So, I accepted this task.

"To kill him, I took sick leave in advance, entered the 'Activity Center' after breakfast, and stayed at the wall separating the 'Material Supply Market'.

"I did this because I heard from an employee of the 'Strategic Committee' which surveillance cameras were still usable and still in use."

Within "Pangu Biology," the surveillance system was under the management of the "Strategic Committee" to limit the power of the "Order Supervision Department" and avoid imbalance.

"Strategic Committee..." Shang Jianyao repeated the name.

He remembered that Ren Jie, the "Guide" on the 495th floor, was also from the "Strategic Committee."

Xiong Ming didn't mind Shang Jianyao's repetition and continued:

"Around nine o'clock, I heard Wang Yafei's voice, confirmed that he was next door, and confirmed his exact location.

"Killing him only took a few seconds, very simple.

"The area soon became chaotic; I took the opportunity to change my location, moved away from the wall, then borrowed a book and read it until noon before going to the cafeteria for lunch."

Xiong Ming spoke in great detail, seeming very proud of the success of this operation and wanting to share it with someone.

Shang Jianyao listened quietly and said with a smile:

"The cult always claims it's divine punishment."

"Isn't this divine punishment?" Xiong Ming tilted his head slightly, "Isn't this kind of godlike method worthy of being called divine punishment? Moreover, it is personally carried out by the Chosen of God."

Shang Jianyao thought for a while and asked seriously:

"Is the dance personally performed by the Chosen of God called a Divine Dance?"

"What are you talking about?" Xiong Ming frowned.

Shang Jianyao didn't explain and instead asked:

"How many people like us are there?"

"I don't know." Xiong Ming shook his head, "Each Holy Master has a small number of Awakened under them, and they may not know each other's existence."

"Each Holy Master?" Shang Jianyao seized the key point.

Xiong Ming looked at him with a slightly surprised expression:

"You don't know? There are several Holy Masters within the company."

He paused and added:

"We are also strong contenders for the position of Holy Master."

Saying this, Xiong Ming looked at Shang Jianyao suspiciously:

"Which Holy Master do you follow?"

Shang Jianyao wasn't alarmed at all and replied solemnly:

"The Holy Master who is always watching us."

"Ah, he is the most mysterious of the Holy Masters; I have never met him directly either," Xiong Ming suddenly understood. "No wonder you know so little... Does it take a long time for those who follow him to receive an order?"

"At least that's how it is for me," Shang Jianyao said "truthfully."

Before Xiong Ming could respond, he preemptively asked:

"Which Holy Master asked you to kill Wang Yafei?"

Xiong Ming's expression became somewhat subtle:

"All the Holy Masters use certain words from the old world as their titles.

"The one I follow is called 'Seventh Day.'"