Chapter 105 Chapter 105

This door is very familiar. He has been here before and he recognizes this door. This is the door of the last resident on the top floor. It seems that there is no one inside. There was no sound when he knocked on the door before. It was very quiet. Even standing at the door, he felt that this place was more empty than other places. There was a thick layer of dust on the ground. Because no one walked, there were no footprints. It looked clean and blurry.

It was clean because there was enough dust here, covering everything else, as if covered with a piece of cloth, which seemed to have a protective effect. After all, a layer of dust looks much better than a pile of cockroach corpses, and is much easier to clean than a mixture of oil, blood, etc.

It was blurry because there was enough dust, like a mosaic, and it was hard to see clearly, and all the details were gone.

Li Qingshan glanced around. There was no one else in this corridor except them, but there were obviously other sounds here, not coming from the house, but from downstairs.

He walked to the railing, leaned against it and looked down. He saw people coming and going below. He felt that this place seemed safer than the previous place. He looked further away and saw cars on the road. One of them looked particularly familiar. It should be the car that Guiyuan drove when he came.

If nothing unexpected happens, Guiyuan should still be waiting for him to get off in that car.

Maybe this is the normal world.

Li Qingshan thought about it, let go of the railing, turned around, and looked at the other people who were gradually waking up on the ground.

Alan twisted his neck and hit the ground with a bang. The ground was very hard. He woke up in pain and looked around with his eyes wide open: "Aren't we in the house? Why are you sleeping on the floor? There is not even a board here. It's just the ground."

He touched the ground, stood up and clapped his hands.

Li Qingshan smiled at him and said, "We seem to be out."

Alan opened his eyes wide in surprise and said, "Really? That's great!" He quickly looked around and confirmed that he was really back to the normal world. He almost cried with joy.

Shen Xingchen woke up and sat on the ground for a while: "It's so cold here, even colder than last night. I almost thought I was sleeping under the air conditioner. Fortunately, I was not sleeping under the outdoor unit of the air conditioner, otherwise I would have fallen down if I turned over."

His team members woke up one after another: "Is there an air conditioner where we slept yesterday?"

"Why didn't I see it?"

"Yeah, it's really strange."

They squinted their eyes and looked around, and reacted at once: "We got out alive? That's great! Let's go back to the foundation now, it's safer there than anywhere else. We just happened to submit the mission, so we must go back immediately before we forget too many things."

Li Qingshan nodded and asked tentatively: "How do you feel now?"

Everyone looked at each other and said there was no problem.

Li Qingshan seemed relieved and asked, "How are your memories preserved?"

Everyone pondered for a while and showed surprised expressions: "Since we met that Ah Jin, our memories are no longer confused or missing. This is a good phenomenon."

Li Qingshan was really relieved this time: "It seems that he is really special and useful to us."

After he finished speaking, he carefully looked at the reactions of the people around him and found that they did not accuse him of being too utilitarian or too indifferent. He hurriedly said, "Let's go downstairs now!"

Everyone nodded and went downstairs.

Li Qingshan went downstairs and approached Guiyuan's car. Guiyuan opened the door, looked at him carefully and said, "Great! You got out alive?"

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "Really? Go back and tell me in detail!"

Guiyuan nodded.

Everyone returned to the foundation.

According to custom, they had to write a mission report, and Li Qingshan was no exception, so a group of people sat in the conference room and began to write the report.

It took them some time to finish the report and submit it. Ayn Rand checked them and found nothing wrong. He asked them to check their bodies. They walked around in front of the instruments used by the foundation, but the instruments did not sound any alarms.

Ayn Rand took out a pink hat just in case: "This is a special item kept by the foundation. As long as you wear it on your head, you can extract the recent memories that you voluntarily handed over. After the foundation gets your memories, it can analyze specific situations more effectively and quickly and solve problems."

Everyone cooperated very well.

The hat went around everyone's heads and returned to Ain Rand's hand. He checked the memories stored in it and confirmed that there were no problems with the process: "Everyone can go. I wish you a happy end of work and a good rest."

Everyone left happily. Li Qingshan was also about to leave, but was stopped by Ain Rand: "Sorry, please stay."

Li Qingshan frowned and stopped. He felt a sense of horror that everyone else had left class, but the teacher asked him to stay in the office for tutoring. His scalp was tingling.

Ayn Rand said to Li Qingshan: "Although the memory has been extracted, it is still not safe, because the memory is not completely accurate. After being modified by time and personal emotions, unpredictable changes will occur. So I asked you to stay and hope that you can go to the laboratory with me.

I will extract all the memories in the hat and use machines to create a simulated environment. I hope the simulated environment will be the same as that building and your feelings. This will be more convenient. I want to confirm with you whether the simulated situation is the same as your memory."

Li Qingshan's heart was relieved: "Okay."

Ayn Rand took Li Qingshan to the laboratory and used machines to simulate an environment for Li Qingshan to confirm. Li Qingshan looked Afterwards, he confirmed, "That's it, no problem."

He seemed a little anxious and said, "Excuse me, can I go home now?"

Ayn Rand shook his head and refused coldly, "No, I hope that at least before the end of today, we can find a solution. Even if it can't be a complete solution, at least there should be a direction."

Li Qingshan had no doubt that his face was a little distorted at the time: "Okay."

Ayn Rand looked at him expectantly: "Do you have any solution?"

Li Qingshan closed his eyes: "I don't."

Ayn Rand asked again: "Then what do you think of the person who pulled you and said that you are friends?"

This question touched the core at once. Li Qingshan's heart tightened and he opened his eyes: "Is this important?"

Ayn Rand nodded: "Yes, if it weren't for him, you don't know how long you would have to stay in there. Even if he doesn't have a direct solution, he can definitely provide direction! Everyone's report says so."

He looked at Li Qingshan eagerly: "Their reports all say that you have the deepest contact with that person. Do you have any special ideas? If so, please be sure to say it!"

Li Qingshan frowned, feeling embarrassed, and lowered his eyes: "The second and third worlds of that building will cause memory problems. I think if a person has a lot of memories, it might be better. I have contact with that person, and he remembers a lot of things from the past."

In fact, it was because he asked the system to give the vest the ability to remember. Although he did not fully explore it, this was indeed the specialty of the vest. Apart from this, he couldn't think of anything else.

Ayn Rand nodded, thinking: "It's like the difference between erasing a dot and a complete picture. Obviously, it is more difficult to deal with the latter and it takes longer."

He wrote it down excitedly: "This is indeed an idea."

Li Qingshan asked tentatively: "Can I go home?"

Ayn Rand looked at him with a sparkling look in his eyes: "Based on the idea you proposed, I thought of a way. Maybe the reincarnated person will be resistant to this situation, because the reincarnated person will be resistant to this situation. People usually retain memories of their past lives, or even more. With so many memories, their resistance should be stronger than that of ordinary people. I'm going to use the machine to try it out, and you provide the details to make sure I'm not wrong. "

Li Qingshan pulled the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

Ayn Rand began to operate the machine, putting the reincarnation model into the virtual environment, and conducting tests according to the situation given by Li Qingshan. The test results showed that the reincarnation was indeed more resistant to the influence of the building.

Ain Rand clenched his fists: "Great! But virtual testing is not enough. We need to send someone to take the machine to the field for measurement to avoid insufficient data and large errors."

He looked at Li Qingshan: "This important task can only be entrusted to you, because everyone else has left. If I didn't send you, maybe they would still be inside. You are the most special. Why don't you take the people with you?"

Li Qingshan wanted to refuse, but after hearing what he said, he felt that he had to go: "Okay."

Ain Rand immediately sent out a team, pointed at Li Qingshan in front of them and said: "What you have to do is follow him to a building and take the machine to measure the data. You are responsible for measuring and recording the data, but no matter what he says, you Do we have to listen and understand? "

The members of the team said loudly:" Understand! " Ananda held

Li Qingshan:" Please!

"Li Qingshan nodded:" I will complete the task. " It will be affected when you get closer. If you accidentally go in, it will be even worse. A big fireworks exploded in the sky and returned home quickly . "You two," Taiming reminded them loudly while sitting at the dining table, "let's talk after dinner! Have you considered what you want to do in the future?" "Work in the foundation," Li Qingshan thought for a while and said while sitting at the dining table, "When you have time later, open a new account and complete your past." Taylor said, "Come to think of it, my past should be complete, right?" Li Qingshan nodded, "I should." Taiming smiled and said, "Then wash your hands later and take a good look. Don't wait until someone asks you about it before you know it's true. That's not fun!" Li Qingshan and Taylor nodded. After that, they had a table full of food, and Taiming cleaned up as usual. He waved to them and said, "Go and have fun!" Taylor flipped through the book he brought back, and suddenly opened his eyes. He grabbed Li Qingshan and said in surprise, "The things in it have changed. They are different from what I saw before!" Li Qingshan blinked, moved next to him to look at the contents of the book, and smiled, "Really? Then what is different? Can you point it out to me?" Taylor nodded, pointed at the contents of the book and said to Li Qingshan, "The demon king mentioned in this book had little to do with me before, but now looking at the description, it looks more like me, right?" Li Qingshan squinted his eyes and looked at it, and nodded hesitantly, "It seems so." Taylor smiled again and said, "There are other records here! Do you think this name is familiar?" Li Qingshan read out the name according to the location he pointed to: "Xie Zhenbao?" Taylor nodded, took back his hand and smiled: "It seems that he was alive later and wrote some things about you and me. This book is kept!" Li Qingshan sat next to him and asked thoughtfully: "Is he still alive now?" Taylor frowned: "It's hard to say, but we can look for him later." Li Qingshan nodded, and said hesitantly: "Actually, there is nothing to do. There is no need to look for him. I just mentioned it. What will happen if we find him? Shall we narrate?" Taylor smiled and said: "What's wrong with narrating? But you are right, there is nothing to do. Let's do it slowly when we are free. There is no rush now. If we really find him, I'm afraid we will be anxious." Li Qingshan nodded: "Yes." The next day, they went to work at the foundation. Guiyuan saw them at the door, rubbed his eyes, and looked surprised: "I didn't expect it!" Taylor asked: "Did you not expect me to come back or did you not expect to see me again?" Guiyuan smiled and said: "Both!" He tilted his head, looked at Taylor, and asked in confusion: "Didn't you say you disappeared suddenly? I remember that the day you disappeared seemed to be the day when the boss of Amy Company was attacked by ghosts, right?" Taylor nodded and asked: "Why?" Guiyuan blinked: "You came back so soon, you shouldn't have encountered any trouble, right?" Taylor smiled: "No." Guiyuan cautiously asked: "Then where did you go?" Taylor lowered his eyes and replied: "I don't remember very well. If I really went somewhere, that place was very dark.

It was as if I suddenly fell into a crack and couldn't get out for a while. Later, when it was daybreak, I found myself sleeping on the sofa in the living room, and then I met my friends. "

Guiyuan frowned and said, "Although it sounds like nothing happened, you disappeared for a while after all, and you are a member of the foundation. You'd better make a record at the foundation for our backup." Taylor nodded and asked

, "Should this record be given to you or?"

Guiyuan thought for a while and said, "It can be given to me or to Ayn ​​Rand. It's all fine."

Taylor asked again, "Is it okay to have a written record or an electronic record?"

Guiyuan nodded, "Yes."

Taylor smiled and said, "Is there a time limit? "

Guiyuan hesitated, glanced at the sky and said, "It would be best if you finish it before today. If not, then do it this week. We can't delay it any longer. If it takes too long, I'm afraid I really won't remember anything. It's useless to write it down, and it will bother others."

Taylor nodded, "I'll write it today."

Guiyuan looked at Li Qingshan and asked, "You look a little different from before?"

Li Qingshan looked at himself and asked in confusion, "Really? What's different?"

Guiyuan smiled and said, "You came quite early today. It seems that you didn't come like this before."

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "I haven't been here many times before."

Guiyuan nodded and asked, "Then do you personally prefer clerical work or field missions?"

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you asking me on your own behalf, or on behalf of Ayn Rand or the entire foundation department? "

Guiyuan rubbed her cheeks: "All of them, right? Ayn Rand asked me this before. I think the foundation department needs to investigate this, and I am personally curious as well. If this really needs to be investigated internally in the future, I will be responsible."

Li Qingshan nodded and replied with his eyes downcast: "All is fine. I personally prefer to go out on missions with my friends, but clerical work is also good. It is safe and quiet. I should be able to adapt to it."

Guiyuan nodded, and saw Taiming taking out his bag at the side, and smiled: "Come in! I've blocked you at the door for a while, but don't block other people later!"

Everyone entered the foundation together.

Ayn Rand saw Taylor coming back, and was a little surprised: "Where have you been? "

He thought that Taylor might have been caught by Furong's ghost and used to threaten Li Qingshan privately. Now Li Qingshan might have agreed to something, so Furong released him.

But looking at Li Qingshan's appearance, he seemed very normal, as if nothing had happened, so he wanted to ask Taylor. In this missing matter, Taylor was the person involved, and he must know something that others didn't know.

Taylor lowered his eyes and said to him something similar to Furong.

Ayn Rand raised his eyebrows, feeling that he didn't say the truth . He didn't want to say anything, but he also felt that there was no benefit in him telling lies. It seemed that he was not threatened, which was strange.

If he was threatened, he should have said it at this time. Unless, he was still threatened, and the person who threatened him was secretly watching him, and his every move was controlled by others, and he could not go against the wishes of the person who threatened him, then the situation would be dangerous.

Maybe you can try it with a mission.

If there is no problem, you don't have to pay special attention to it later. If there is any problem, it is better to find out as soon as possible.

"Are you going to go on a mission?" Ayn Rand asked.

"Okay," Taylor was slightly stunned, feeling that Ayn Rand was doubting him, and smiled, "but I didn't choose it in advance, can you arrange it for me?"

Ayn Rand smiled and said, "Of course! "

He pulled out a file bag from a pile of files, took a look at it, and handed the bag to Taylor with a smile: "What do you think of this one? I think it might suit you!"

Taylor felt that he had already decided which bag to choose. He raised his eyebrows slightly, took the bag with a smile, and lowered his eyes to see that the whole bag was the color of kraft paper, but there was a white patch on the front.

The white part was densely written with the general content of the documents in the bag.

While Taylor was looking at it, Ayn Rand smiled meaningfully and said, "You have to think about it. Only those who accept the task can open it. If you don't accept it, you can't open it. You can only look at the bag. Are you interested?"

Taylor's heart skipped a beat. He felt that the things in the bag seemed a little dangerous. He looked up at him, and Ayn Rand just smiled. Taylor lowered his eyes, looked at the bag, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Am I going alone?"

Ayn Rand smiled and said, "How could I? You can choose a teammate. I would recommend Li Qingshan. You are friends and know each other well, so you can go together."

Taylor blinked and said, "But, you don't just want him to go with me for these reasons, right?"

Ayn Rand smiled slowly, "Yes, there is another reason."

Taylor looked at him. When he smiled with his eyes crooked, a smile flowed from the corners of his eyes: "Li Qingshan has been targeted by a ghost. If he stays here, he might be in danger. It would be better to let him go on the mission with you, a little further away from here. Maybe after a long time, the ghost will give up."

Taylor inexplicably felt like a moth caught in a spider web, flapping his wings, but it only tied himself tighter. His eyebrows twitched twice, and he lowered his eyes and asked, "What if the ghost doesn't give up? "

An Rand said with a pair of innocent eyes, "Then we'll have to think of another way!"

He smiled and said, "But maybe you can think of a way, but it's best not to tell Li Qingshan. If he knows, he will worry for nothing, which is not good. What do you think?"

Taylor nodded, "I know."

"Then you," An Rand looked at him, "are you going to take this task?"

Taylor looked at it and nodded and said, "I will take this task after I finish writing the report."

An Rand smiled and said, "That's great!"

After Taylor wrote the report, it was getting dark. After he submitted the report, An Rand formally handed him the file bag, looked at him for a long time, smiled and said, "Be very careful!"

Taylor took the file bag and smiled and said, "I will pay attention to it. Even if I don't pay attention, Li Qingshan will pay attention to it for me. I can't just ignore him. Ayn Rand

lowered his eyes and nodded: "After opening the bag, it's best to act tomorrow. This kind of thing can't be delayed."

"I know." Taylor nodded.

Later, when it was time to get off work, Taiming turned the key and asked: "You two are not going home again?"

Taylor nodded. Li Qingshan wanted to go back, but he glanced at the file bag and blinked and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. We can't just do nothing, right?"

Taiming grabbed the key and smiled, "Okay, I wish you a safe journey, finish the task early, and come back early."

Li Qingshan nodded. Taylor looked at the file for a while, raised his head, waved to Taiming who was about to leave, and smiled absent-mindedly, "Go home early!"

Taiming nodded, turned around and left.

Taylor opened the file bag.