After finishing drawing the circle, Dr. Lin lifted up his pen, looked at Shang Jianyao, and laughed:

"This seems to be changed based on the slogan of the 'Salvation Army'?"

Shang Jianyao said "yes" and said seriously:

"Doctor Lin, I think you have a little misunderstanding of my situation and regard some normal things as evidence of illness."

Dr. Lin straightened his body slightly, and a smile appeared on his white face:

"What aspects do you think are misunderstandings?"

Shang Jianyao was silent for two or three seconds as if he was organizing language:

"You can't understand that pure, noble sentiment, and you don't understand what a person who is separated from low-level interests."

Dr. Lin pursed his lips tightly, as if he had put in a lot of effort to not make him laugh.

She pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, took a light breath, and slowly exhaled:

"Indeed, in this era, how can idealists live in? Even the Salvation Army has fallen."

The doctor paused and said:

"I can try to understand you, but you have to tell me, how did you come up with similar ideas? What made you have such an impulse?"

"Nothing is wrong, that's how I think." Shang Jianyao sighed and smiled, "Doctor Lin, you are the gentlest and most elegant woman I have ever seen. I have something to say to you."

Dr. Lin moved his eyebrows slightly:

"I have……"

Before she finished speaking, Shang Jianyao added:

"I thought you could be my spiritual mother, but now I realize that our thoughts are in two completely different worlds, which is a pity."

"Cough cough." Dr. Lin seemed to be choking by his saliva.

She immediately picked up the ceramic cup next to her, took a few sips, and said to herself as if she had nothing to say:

"Hey, the tea rations for this month have been finished again."

Before Shang Jianyao could speak, she lowered her voice and asked mysteriously:

"Have you heard sounds that others cannot hear recently, or have you seen things that others cannot see?"

Shang Jianyao shook his head quite confidently:

"No."

Dr. Lin observed Shang Jianyao's expression for a few seconds, and then asked about something else.

After more than ten minutes, a sweet female voice sounded at the same time on all floors:

“It’s time to tell the time now.

"Current time, six o'clock in the afternoon."

"It's time for the broadcast." After the voice was repeated three times, Dr. Lin rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Let's just stop here today."

She thought for a while and said:

"Since you have no sleep problems and you don't see anything that others can't see, then I won't prescribe medicine and come for a review next week."

"Okay, Dr. Lin." Shang Jianyao stood up and walked towards the door.

After he opened the door, he suddenly turned around and spoke:

"Thank you, Dr. Lin."

Dr. Lin responded with a smile:

"You're welcome."

When Shang Jianyao went out and carefully closed the door, Dr. Lin sighed and said to himself with a smile:

“It’s so polite.”

While she sighed, she picked up the folder on the table and flipped through the records inside:

“Name: Shang Jianyao.

“Age: 21 years old.

“Date of birth: September 28, 25, New Calendar.

"Family situation: My father Shang Shi'an was a leader-level employee of the D7 group and disappeared with the entire 'old adjustment group' in the 37th year of the New Calendar; my mother Zhang Ruxin was an ordinary employee of the D3 school and a primary school teacher. She died of illness in October 40th year of the New Calendar, and the cause was suspected to be excessive sadness; from October 40th year of the New Calendar to September 43th year of the New Calendar, Shang Jianyao grew up in the corresponding orphanage on the 495th floor and was admitted to the electronics department of the university.

"State description: In May 1946, Shang Jianyao took the initiative to apply to become a confidential experiment volunteer and participated in the 'c-14' project. His reason was that he hoped to gain strong strength to investigate the truth about his father's disappearance.

"Experimental results: Failed, compared with the control group, no changes.

"Second symptoms: logical gap chaos, resulting in a certain jump in thinking and no abnormalities in the rest.

"Other thing: Genetic testing is normal...

"Comprehensive judgment: moderate mental abnormality (suspected paranoia, to be observed)......"

Dr. Lin looked at it for a while and wrote at the end:

"Result of the review on July 10, 1946, Xincalendar: the symptoms did not improve, but they did not aggravate, there was no tendency to violence, and no aggressiveness. It can be considered that there is no harm for the time being."

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At 6 pm, the company stipulates the time for get off work. In addition to specific project groups that require overtime and certain 24-hour shift positions, all employees will leave the "management area" on the 5th floor of the building, the "research area" on the 6th to 45th floors, the "factory area (combined maintenance area) on the 46th to 145th floors, the "inner ecological area" on the 146th to 345th floors, and return to the "living area" with a whopping 300th floors.

Because of the limited energy quota and the possibility of both spouses and elders at home are at work, many employees choose to eat in the "material supply market" on each floor.

This place is divided into two parts. Some places supply sweet potatoes, potatoes, rice, flour, meat, vegetables and fruits from the "inner ecological zone", as well as fabrics, sugar, salt and other supplies from the "factory zone", and some of them supply various cooked foods, which are affectionately called the "employee canteen".

The cost of dining in the cafeteria is higher than when you go home, and the taste is not too good, but considering the energy quota that everyone lacks and the fatigue of working for a day, this seems to be a better choice.

This is also the tendency conveyed by the company's senior management - hoping to reduce energy consumption through unified food supply.

When Shang Jianyao returned to the 495th floor, there were about 20 minutes left before the canteen opening at 6:30. Because some positions need to do cleaning, disinfection or other necessary things after get off work, to be fair, the board of directors stipulates that the canteen opening will take half an hour after formally getting off work.

For those employees who returned to their respective floors before 6:15, the "activity center" next to the "material supply market" is the best place to spend the rest of their time. They can get together and chat about life and work under the lights, and mention people who are struggling to survive outside with a clear sense of superiority.

Some employees will seize the time to sell things that their families no longer need in exchange for more contribution points. Therefore, from 6:00 to 6:30, 7:00 to 8:30, small markets will appear in the lobby of the "Activity Center".

As soon as Shang Jianyao walked in, he saw the supervisor of the "Activity Center". Mr. Chen Xianyu, Mr. Chen, sat on a small stool that made creaking noises from time to time. There were a bunch of strange items scattered in front of him.

"What is this?" Shang Jianyao squatted down and picked up a rectangular item with a metal shell and a black screen.

"Who knows? It's quite strong anyway, you can use it to smash people or bulletproof." Mr. Chen poked his chest.

"Where did it come from?" Shang Jianyao asked while fiddling with her.

Chen Xianyu cleared the phlegm in his throat and said:

"My comrades-in-arms' youngest son is now serving in the 'Safety Department'. He just returned from a city ruin in the old world. Alas, time flies so fast. I watched him be born and grow up..."

After recalling for a while, Mr. Chen added with a smile:

"Anyway, this is screened. The company doesn't need it, so he doesn't need to hand it in, so he put it on the old man and I'm consigned. You know, I don't have to go to the cafeteria, someone will get me some food."

He has many employees under his command.

Shang Jianyao looked at the spider-web-like cracks on the black screen of the item, thought for a while and said:

“How many contribution points?”

"It's not expensive, 500 points." Chen Xianyu quoted a price casually.

Shang Jianyao slowly put down the item and muttered:

"10 kilograms of meat."

After saying the word meat, he and Chen Xianyu swallowed at the same time.

Shang Jianyao glanced at him and picked up another item:

“Is this a table?”

"Yes, the watch has a complex mechanical structure, and it can still be used now. Just adjust it and it can be used." Chen Xianyu's eyes lit up, "How about it, do you want to think about it? Its pointer and time sign will illuminate by themselves at night, and you don't need to turn on the flashlight to see clearly. Old man, let me tell you that there is no more than 100 people in the entire company. If you own it, you no longer need to rely on the broadcast time. Don't come here to see the wall clock. You will become the object of envy of the residents on the entire floor. Maybe there will be a little girl who will take the initiative to find you to have a free love..."

The silver strap in Shang Jianyao's hand had many cracks and rust marks on the silver strap. On the dial that was green like a gem, the seconds hand was jumping around, and glass debris were everywhere.

"How many contribution points?" Shang Jianyao asked calmly.

Chen Xianyu took a moment before speaking:

"Sixty thousand."

Shang Jianyao put down the watch with a thunderous momentum, as if it was very hot.

With a monthly salary of 1,800 points for D1 employees, it takes almost three years to save enough.

Chen Xianyu didn't expect Shang Jianyao to buy it, but just joked with the young man. He then pointed to the pile of metal round cans placed in the middle and said:

"Do you want to buy this?

"Good goods, military canned food!"

Shang Jianyao picked up a can and saw that the plastic film outside was already broken, the logo became extremely blurred, and only the words "braised beef" and "500g" could be vaguely seen.

"How is it? Is it heavy? This means it's full of weight!" Chen Xianyu said, "Old man, let me tell you, this kind of military canned food is delicious, it is a delicacy that I can never forget in my life. It is much better than the shrinking canned food from the "Salvation Army" side!

"If my comrade-in-arms' children had not dug up a whole box this time, you might never have eaten it. The price is, 60 points are very cheap, right? You can buy a pound of raw pork at the 'supply market' and it costs 50 points, and it doesn't include seasonings. No one can help you make it, and you may not be able to buy it! Also, cough, after you finish eating this can, you can still hand over the metal shell to the 'Material Management Department' to exchange for some contribution points. Isn't it cost-effective?"

Shang Jianyao looked at the old man, and when he finished speaking, he suddenly asked:

“How long has the shelf life expired?”

"How do I know the shelf life? I don't know how to convert the years in the old world." Old Man Chen widened his eyes, "Anyway, the new calendar is only 46 years old, so I can eat it."

As he said that, he showed a look of memories:

"When I was in the Ministry of Security, I went out to perform a mission and lost supplies and almost starved to death. Fortunately, I found a military warehouse and found this kind of canned food. At that time, they had expired for countless years. Isn't it okay to eat it? It tastes so beautiful."

ps1: Thank you to the rewards from the loyal servant Wangcai, and thank you to all the friends who gave the rewards last night.
Chapter completed!