Underground building, 349 floors.

Unlike most floors, even after nine o'clock in the evening, there are still scattered street lights on the street, not completely without light, but it only looks dim and will not affect the residents' rest.

After Jiang Baimian entered his home at No. 12, he found that his parents had not come back yet, so he went to the study first and used his father's computer and his account to browse news about big and small in recent months.

Apart from the matter of the Natural Sect, there is nothing worth paying attention to... There is no follow-up investigation of the "Life Sacrifice" sect... It is based on confidentiality and no Internet access? Or is Lao Jiang's authority not enough? Jiang Baimian turned the middle wheel of the mouse and flipped down the web page, and sensed three weak electrical signals outside the door approaching.

Sangu? Jiang Baimian stood up in confusion and walked out of the study.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw her father Jiang Wenfeng and her mother Xue Sumei.

In addition, there is a middle-aged man she is not familiar with.

The other person's hair was black and thick, but it looked a little messy, and he didn't pay much attention to his external image at first glance.

He had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and he was very gentle.

"Dad, mom." After Jiang Baimian greeted him, he turned his attention to the stranger.

Jiang Wenfeng, who had some silver threads in his black hair, understood what his daughter meant and explained with a smile:

"Call Uncle Mei."

"Hello Uncle Mei." Jiang Baimian has always been well-behaved in front of his elders.

The middle-aged man surnamed Mei nodded with a smile:

"Is it cotton cotton?"

I don’t like being called a nickname... Jiang Baimian tried hard to keep a smile and answered in a "yes".

"I look so good. I seem to have a level D7?" The middle-aged man surnamed Mei turned his attention to Jiang Wenfeng and Xue Sumei, "If my child wasn't young and teenager, I really wanted your Mianmian to be my daughter-in-law."

Jiang Baimian will not be embarrassed if he hears this kind of praise too much.

Xue Sumei was about to say something politely, when the middle-aged man surnamed Mei suddenly burped a long time, and a lot of gas seemed to surge in his stomach.

"Hehe, old stomach problems, old stomach problems." He then explained with a wry smile.

After a few more greetings, the middle-aged man surnamed Mei waved goodbye to the three members of the Jiang family and walked towards the other end of District C.

Jiang Baimian watched his back disappear from the corner and asked curiously:

"Dad, why haven't I seen this Uncle Mei before?"

"It's strange that you've seen it. He is the deputy director of the Hongmeng Research Institute who has just recently been promoted to the forum." Jiang Wenfeng said as he walked into the living room.

m represents management, m1 is the lowest level, including deputy positions in major departments and heads of important research projects.

Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Security, Xiyu and Jiang Baimian's father Jiang Wenfeng are among the ranks.

"Oh, I've just moved here." Jiang Baimian suddenly realized.

In order not to be nagged by Xue Sumei, she turned to ask:

"Where are you going? Why are you back?"

Jiang Wenfeng, who is over fifty years old, glanced at his younger daughter:

"Not only is your ears not working, but your memory doesn't seem to be very good.

"Did you forget that today is Mr. Huang's birthday? At this time of year, we will take you to his house as a guest."

Jiang Baimian was stunned for a moment and said "Ouch":

"I've been living a mess these days."

Huang Lao’s full name is Huang Renhui. He is a member of the board of directors of "Pangu Biology", chief scientist, and an M3-level management.

When Xue Sumei heard this, she immediately glared at Jiang Baimian:

"Tell me, you are confused all day long, how can you be the leader of the investigation team for the cause of the destruction of the old world? Aren't you afraid of harming those team members? Or is it better to transfer jobs and stay in the company. You are so old..."

Jiang Baimian heard the blood vessels on his forehead hopped slightly, and looked at Jiang Wenfeng with his help, and shouted softly:

"dad……"

"Ah, what did you say, I didn't hear it?" Jiang Wenfeng raised his hand and touched his ears.

He learned Jiang Baimian's usual performance vividly.

Jiang Baimian was both angry and funny, and his mind changed sharply and asked:

"Did Uncle Mei visit Huang's hometown just now?

"Where is his wife?"

She knew that this topic must be the type that her mother was interested in.

Xue Sumei was indeed trapped and looked out the window:

"I heard that he passed away before the New Year. It's true that I couldn't wait until Mei Shouan was promoted to m1..."

"What is Uncle Mei studying?" Jiang Baimian turned the topic again to the direction where his father would chat about it.

Jiang Wenfeng smiled and said while sitting on the recliner by the window:

"Actually, you've seen him a few times when you were a child, but it's been too long and I definitely don't remember it.

"He used to be a plant science, but later he turned to study the mysteries of the human body. This is also the main part he is responsible for at the Hongmeng Research Institute.

"You look through various reports, documents, news, and any items that you see at the beginning of c have more or less related to him."

"No wonder he knows my nickname..." Jiang Baimian suddenly realized.

As soon as she finished speaking, she was stunned.

She remembered one thing:

The experimental project that Shang Jianyao participated as a volunteer is called "c-14"!

Researching the mysteries of the human body... "c-14"... Shang Jianyao became an awakened person... Uncle Mei just recently promoted to the M1 management level... Jiang Baimian combined this information together, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Wenfeng looked at her and asked.

"Ah, what did you say?" Jiang Baimian habitually touched his cochlea.

Jiang Wenfeng repeated it angrily.

"I'm wondering if I've seen a project starting with c." Jiang Baimian answered half-truely.

Jiang Wenfeng sighed:

"Your ears, it's better to find some time to make an implantable cochlea.

"I'm really scared, so I'll find a psychologist for treatment first."

Xue Sumei also nagged about this matter.

Jiang Baimianqiang smiled and dealt with his parents. With his emotional intelligence and eloquence, he finally passed this level.

…………

The next day, Jiang Baimian got up on time, washed and went out, and took the elevator to the 647th floor.

She didn't relax herself because of her vacation, and there was nothing wrong with her home anyway.

After changing into a fitted fighting suit, taking a refreshing and clean towel, Jiang Baimian turned into the training room commonly used by the group.

As soon as she walked in, she saw Shang Jianyao practicing handstand there.

Stand-in...

"What's the use of practicing this?" Jiang Baimian asked with a slightly complicated expression.

There are more and better ways to exercise balance.

Shang Jianyao's legs fell and his waist and abdomen were pressing hard, so he stood up.

He said seriously:

“I’m preparing for one day when I meet the same type of awakened person.

"When my hands can't do it, I still have my feet."

Although Jiang Baimian felt that this was indescribable, he had to admit that Shang Jianyao's logic was self-consistent.

Shang Jianyao quickly opened it, glanced at it, and said calmly:

"The ‘c-14’ project asked me to do a test, which is a tracking observation within half a year."

Just half a year ago, he was on the surface, so the letter arrived as soon as he came back.
Chapter completed!