Hou Yi's voice echoed in the room, bringing back that familiar feeling for Long Yuehong once again.

It made him feel that today was no different from the past, with the vast majority of people inside "Pangu Biology" living regular, warm, peaceful, and slow lives.

But he knew clearly that everything was different.

The original life could never be returned to.

Bai Chen, sitting by the bed, didn't say anything, but her expression was unusually gentle, as if she was savoring the most stable and warmest part of her life in the past many years.

…………

"New World," on a dark and silent street.

Shang Jianyao looked up at the street lamp above, not very satisfied, and "monologued" to himself:

"It's always like this, without change, it's very boring.

"Why can't I choose to carry a lantern and walk on a road without light?"

This was the one who sought novelty and wonder.

The honest Shang Jianyao retorted:

"The Archons can't change a certain rule of the 'New World' for you alone."

"Why not?" The Shang Jianyao who sought novelty and wonder argued confidently, "There aren't many people like me who can believe in ten Archons at once!"

No one paid attention to his pride, and the scene was a bit awkward for a while.

After a long while, the Shang Jianyao who sought novelty and wonder tried to change the subject:

"What do you say, when we return to the graylands, which Archon should we pray to for help?

"There are too many choices on the Chart of the Blessings of the Archons of the Heavens!"

"Of course, it's the Big Boss!" The reckless Shang Jianyao blurted out, "As a native employee of the company, the direct descendant of the Big Boss, we might be able to enjoy the treatment of going back five days a week, once a week."

The honest Shang Jianyao said with disdain:

"Other 'New World' powerhouses in the company haven't been able to go back often either."

"How do you know they haven't been back often? Maybe they return regularly for three meals a day and enjoy real delicacies every day." The reckless Shang Jianyao refused to accept this.

"I also hope to have such treatment..." The agreeable Shang Jianyao said softly.

"But the primary target we are going to deal with next is the Big Boss. Only in this way can everyone in the company be saved." Speaking of this topic, the Shang Jianyao who valued emotions the most looked rather黯然.

"Namo Amitabha." Pudu Zen Master chanted a Buddhist prayer with a sigh.

Except for the timid and cowardly one, none of the nine Shang Jianyaos felt that dealing with an Archon was an unattainable, ethereal, and wishful target.

Their confidence was always full, even overflowing.

The calm and rational Shang Jianyao stroked his chin:

"Along the way, the most obvious goodwill towards us has come from 'You Gu', 'Bodhi', and 'Shattered Mirror'. Well, 'Zhuang Sheng' barely counts.

"If we want to pray to an Archon to obtain a temporary opportunity to return to the graylands, we can only choose one of Them."

"Heh." The sinister and vicious Shang Jianyao sneered, "My opinion is not to make any prayers, lest a mark of who-knows-who appears in the consciousness, which will be fatal at a critical moment! In short, if there is no other choice, we will stay in the 'New World' all the time and not consider returning."

The other Shang Jianyaos exchanged a few words and agreed that this was the best option under the current circumstances.

The calm Shang Jianyao added in the end:

"Wait until we figure out the attitudes and purposes of the Archons, and then consider who to pray to."

"As for how to figure it out, there are no ideas for the time being." The honest Shang Jianyao sighed.

Just then, he suddenly "aiya"ed:

"I forgot to ask a question just now!"

"What question?" The Shang Jianyao who sought novelty and wonder was pleasantly surprised.

The honest Shang Jianyao said truthfully:

"I originally wanted to ask Jacob and Hendrik, since every resident of the 'New World' has a lamp, and extinguishing it represents death, then how do they raid each other? Do they always gather a group of people for a frontal assault? But seeing so many lamps coming, wouldn't I hide?"

In the "New World," the sensing range is suppressed, and the "eyes" can't see far.

"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao agreed with himself.

"This is indeed a problem." The joking Shang Jianyao looked around and said, "Maybe the 'New World' is too small, and sometimes there is no place to hide."

The Shang Jianyao who hated evil like an enemy sneered:

"If I really have no way out, I will enter that high tower and fight for a chance of survival."

"Then I will arrange a small team to block at the entrance of the high tower." The honest Shang Jianyao quickly gave a solution.

Solving his own solution.

The calm and rational Shang Jianyao stroked his chin and said:

"Maybe there is a way to hide the light, but not every resident can use it."

Otherwise, that timid and alert lady wouldn't keep the light on even when someone approached.

"For example?" The sinister and vicious Shang Jianyao couldn't stand this colleague the most.

"For example, the 'invisibility' ability of the assassin we encountered before, for example, it needs to reach the level of Wu Meng." The calm and rational Shang Jianyao had already prepared his thoughts.

At this time, the reckless and bold Shang Jianyao asked as soon as he had a question:

"Then how should the 'New World' powerhouses improve themselves, and in what direction should they improve?"

No one answered him.

At this moment, the Shang Jianyao under the street lamp suddenly turned his body, slightly tilted his head, and struck a focused listening pose.

Just now, there was a slight movement from a graylands courtyard next to the road that had no lights showing.

…………

Outside the Eighth Research Institute, on a mountain road, in a hidden place.

Jiang Baimian, who had taken another nap, opened the door and got out of the car, bathed in the glow of the stars, moving her body and awakening her spirit little by little.

Next, she was going to explore that real "New World" at night.

"Hoo, the 'New World' is actually a mental prison created by the Archons for high-level Awakened... No wonder many informed people are unwilling to enter the 'New World'..." While moving her body, Jiang Baimian put on the military exoskeleton device and pondered the information Shang Jianyao had sent back.

This used pre-arranged code words to avoid any interference.

Frankly speaking, Jiang Baimian felt that it was a good thing for the vast majority of humans in the graylands to let all the "New World" powerhouses leave reality and only return occasionally.

Otherwise, every conflict would be accompanied by a large number of "Heartless."

Moreover, when the bodies of multiple "New World" powerhouses have aged to the point where they have to rely on absorbing the consciousness of others to barely maintain themselves, this world will become very scary.

"However, if the 'New World' powerhouses really stay in the graylands, they will eventually form another balance. Well, ordinary people and low-level Awakened are the livestock they raise, their property, and will definitely be protected to a certain extent to prevent others from getting involved... But what will life be like for most humans?" Jiang Baimian shook her head and threw those complex questions out of her mind.

After putting on the military exoskeleton device, she used the system that came with the device and her own auxiliary chip to recall the internal route map of the Eighth Research Institute over and over again to reduce the number of times she got lost later.

After half an hour, she walked to the trunk of the jeep and opened it.

Under the starlight, Jiang Baimian hesitated for a few seconds, stretched out her left arm, and pulled out the wooden crate containing the nuclear warhead.

This time, she would not only bring Shang Jianyao, but also carry this big guy.

If that "New World" in reality really had something strange, and there was no other way to solve it, she would put the nuclear warhead there, take Shang Jianyao out, detonate it remotely, and destroy everything.

Jiang Baimian looked up at the night sky dotted with numerous stars, carried Shang Jianyao on her back, and carried the wooden crate on her shoulders, heading towards the entrance of the Eighth Research Institute.