Chapter 57 (Catching Bugs)
[Chen Jian] calmly narrated the follow-up questions about the fire, his eyes fixed on the 270-degree display screen that surrounded the fire, on which several galaxies were divided into hundreds of monitoring screens, marked one by one.
And now, Chen Jian, who was acting as his father and his older son, looked at his other self with an ambiguous smile and elegantly gave orders.
How come he didn't realize that he was so good at pretending? Could it be that in the eyes of his subordinates, he was such a person?
Even though he knew he was being scolded, Shen Jian still kept the smile frozen on his face as he thought.
He had no idea how his subordinates usually took great pains to split his words into two sentences to interpret them, and how Chen Jian, who was kneeling on the ground, wanted to stick to him but also wanted to reply, and deliberately picked out words to ridicule his original self.
Although they are the same person, he is different from this guy. The status of his "previous self" in Shen Jian's heart has become as low as the leader who was taken to jail.
Chen Jian smiled coldly, but did not sit down. Instead, he walked slowly to a position close to Chen Jian but with a distance between them. He turned his head and quietly took in the whole situation.
[Chen Jian] seemed to realize it, and leaned to the side casually and naturally, sweeping his gentle and soft eyes over him. At this time, Shen Jian noticed that this guy gave him an apologetic smile.
He didn't know who he learned this from, but his jade-like, lively eyes pitifully revealed a faint intimacy that belonged only to him, and then it disappeared in a second, like a vanishing firework in an illusory dream.
Shen Jian: “…”
He looked away, feeling lazy and exhausted.
Separated by a whole space and time, the two people who clearly could not touch each other calmly realized the existence of their other selves.
...Of course, although he is [Chen Jian], he would never make an expression like some puppy subordinates just now, don't even think about it.
However, if the leader made such an expression in order to gain some forgiveness from him...
Shen Jian was silent for a while, suppressed the slight feeling of uncertainty and expectation in his heart, and raised his head again.
At this time, he vaguely regained the feeling that he was [Chen Jian] - although, but, the feeling of bullying subordinates is really good!
Shen Jian's mood finally returned to a happy state, and he looked expectantly at Shen Jian who didn't dare to look up.
Chen An stood beside [Chen Jian] with his head down. The remaining fear in the office was still revealed in his imperceptible small movements. He stepped forward respectfully and took an envelope handed over by Chen Jian.
“…” Shen An looked up at [Shen Jian], and when he really saw the other person’s nonchalant expression, he slowly opened the envelope.
His fingertips were still numb and trembling as he pulled out a piece of pure black paper with gold lacquer writing from the envelope.
Shen An's expression was visibly out of control. An even more terrifying impact than before quickly hit him. His heart was throbbing wildly. He vaguely felt that his blood had become extremely dry and cold, and the silent panic and collapse slowly subsided.
"...Sir, sir,...?" He moved the corners of his mouth dryly and managed to utter a very low question.
But his tail sound had already broken in the air, and if Shen Jian hadn't been standing very close, he wouldn't have heard it at all.
The Supreme Directive...usually it would appear in a war or a major change, but at least, this is the first time it has appeared in the hands of an individual.
Shen An almost instantly told all the mistakes he could recall, and said with a slight tremor, "Sir, did I do anything wrong?"
The highest order was specially placed in an envelope, folded in half, and handed to him alone when no one was around...
Shen An could only think that this was a severe punishment for a mistake he had made.
[Chen Jian] pretended not to hear anything and continued to casually switch the galaxies displayed on the screen. He would stop for a moment and then assign a number to a galaxy until he had marked a hundred.
Shen Jian thought thoughtfully: the reason why Shen An was overly frightened when he investigated Shen An's fault was that he had been held accountable once before.
While he was thinking, his other self beside him hummed gently and soothed, "What's wrong? Open it and take a look, Shen An. This is the task assigned to everyone."
[Chen Jian] put down the controller and waved his hand casually, displaying the numbered galaxies in front of his eyes after an unknown amount of time.
Shen Jian's attention immediately focused on the galaxies, and he scanned them calmly one by one.
He didn’t notice at all that [Chen Jian] was looking around the room slightly for something, and there was a hint of regret in his eyes.
“…One hundred.” Shen Jian was silent for a while, then said softly, a sigh-like emotion suddenly arose in his heart.
It is known that he himself manipulated all the rules and confrontations. The papers on the table supplemented the details of his current decision, so what the fire showed must be...
The location where the decision is to be implemented, or where it may be implemented.
“Although it is not easy to narrow down the range from tens of thousands of galaxies to a hundred…” Shen Jian glanced at himself who was casually teasing his subordinates, and couldn’t help but gritted his teeth.
“But why didn’t I just narrow it down to a certain range at that time!?” Shen Jian’s eyes went dark as the workload suddenly overwhelmed him.
Shen Jian stared at the order in Shen An's hand that "concealed all time periods of the returning leader and only allowed...close contact with the returning leader", and was depressed for a while.
He thought about whether he had a procrastination problem and decided not to put off work until later!
Wait a mininute.
Shen Jian suddenly fell into deep thought: If he loses his memory again in the future, then it would be a good idea for him to work less now and slack off so that he can work more in the future. (……)
The stubborn Shen Jian did not notice that after bullying his subordinates, Shen Jian, who was refreshed, turned around and pressed a button.
The next moment, a familiar feeling of falling and dizziness came over him, and Shen Jian suddenly realized that the place where he had just stood was the control position where the chair was later placed.
So...he was thrown vertically into space again by the silky opened floor tiles!!
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As if being pushed off a cliff, a fierce wind blew past his ears, and Shen Jian opened his eyes expressionlessly in the feeling of weightlessness and falling.
The first thing he did was not to recall the various self-defeating behaviors he had committed in the dream, but to quickly stand up and write down the names and numbers of the stars.
Solomon blinked his eyes and came forward: [Supreme Authority, is there any pattern in the arrangement of these galaxies? ]
Shen Jian did not speak until he finished writing it down. He lowered his eyes and took back the pen, then he hummed softly: "Find the specific coordinates of these galaxies and..."
Shen Jian recalled the words that [Shen Jian] used to comfort Shen An.
"Don't be afraid, Shen An. I will be back, where and when I will be back."
Shen Jian held the pen in silence for a while, then said calmly, "Whether the galaxy has been visited by the leader or something related to him."
Solomon went down quickly, and the source world Shen Pingyan, who was on duty for the projection, asked softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"
Shen Jian thought about it and shook his head, “Not really, it should be considered a sweet dream – Shen Pingyan, where did the machine start?”
"Excluding the energy supplied to the ground, the progress is 99.9981%, and it is estimated that it will be ready for use in 71 hours."
Shen Pingyan raised his head slightly during the leader's long silence and looked at Shen Jian carefully: "Sir?"
"Yeah." Shen Jian came back to his senses, "How is the leader?"
"That gentleman thinks that your method is..."
Shen Pingyan carefully looked up at Shen Jian's face and hesitated.
Shen Jian said nothing.
So Shen Pingyan breathed a sigh of relief and continued his words, "That gentleman thinks your efforts are useless. He has tried many methods... 'I don't know how your brain grows'... That gentleman said so."
Shen Jian: …
As expected of him, he only knows these few words when scolding people.
Shen Jian thought calmly.
"Then tell him to stay in the doghouse and watch how I solve it." Shen Jian said indifferently.
The leader himself is incompetent, so why should he deny the possibility of another self? He had no choice but to choose the less bad option, so how could he be sure that Shen Jian would definitely accept this choice?
Shen Jian finally understood why he had to lose his memory once: if it was his old self, perhaps there was a part of him that might have been saddened by the hopeless ending that absolutely could not happen and chose "destruction", but...
But Shen Jian lost his memory. He went through four years of being an ordinary person, and even spent a month persistently and firmly collecting evidence for a case.
He will try his best until nothing can stop him from trying.
Shen Jian retracted his thoughts, glanced at Shen Pingyan who lowered his head and dared not reply, and after a pause, he decided to adjust his mood.
If he continued thinking like this, he would soon want to bring out the leader who, in his eyes, had fallen into depravity for a thorough interrogation.
So, Shen Jian, who had just declared himself a good person but then admired the panic of his subordinates and was now ready to repeat his old trick, imitated his old self and put on a gentle and elegant smile.
“Hey, Pingyan.” He called gently, satisfied to see Shen Pingyan instantly raised his head and looked up at him in disbelief, “I thought of some of the ways we got along before.”
Shen Jian crossed his legs, displaying the same elegance and calmness as in his dream without restraint.
He really felt that this state was the one he was most familiar with and most comfortable with.
Therefore, Shen Jian waited expectantly for his subordinates to greet him in his original form with tears, gratitude and excitement, just like Shen An in his dream.
"Sir...?"
Sure enough, Shen Pingyan struggled to filter Shen Jian's tone in his mind, "You, you..."
Shen Jian sensed something was wrong.
Why do his subordinates have strange expressions?
Shen Pingyan recorded it almost at the moment when Shen Jian opened his mouth and shared it holographically to the internal group of Wuyan Tower. As soon as Shen Pingyan finished speaking, hundreds of direct descendants almost filled the leader room, and Shen Tu also appeared.
Shen An looked at Shen Jian for a while with restraint and hesitation, gritted his teeth, and took a step forward with Shen Tu, facing Shen Jian's eyes that still hadn't given up hope, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, you look better after you come back."
Shen Jian:……?
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