Embers Ad Infinitum

"How cruel." Long Yuehong sighed sincerely as she looked at the corpse in front of her that no longer had any complete parts.

Just a few minutes ago, this was an awakened person at the "soul corridor" level.

And his death resulted from the attack of his companions.

Although it is said that even without the high-performance explosives thrown by the "assassin", Jiang Baimian's grenade could kill this person, but no matter what, in terms of the level of effort, the deceased did die at the hands of his companions.

Hearing this, Shang Jianyao sneered:

"It can't be saved anyway, so of course it can't be easy for us."

He made no secret of his regret.

If the "old tune team" completes the killing step, many items on the deceased's body can still be preserved, and there may be unique props among them.

Jiang Baimian also had a similar feeling in her heart. After all, she didn't have a powerful item of her own yet. The "Angel of Life" necklace she was using now could only be regarded as borrowed from Shang Jianyao.

Of course, as a kind, friendly, gentle and compassionate lady, she did not have such emotions written on her face.

"Look again, maybe there are still items left." Jiang Baimian gave the order.

Some items are not so easy to blow up due to their materials.

The simplest example is that if Long Yuehong was naked and hit by a cannonball, his T1-type robotic arm would be seriously damaged at most, and Xiu Yixiu might still be able to use it.

Seeing the body parts, fleshy foam and blood scattered all over the surrounding area, several members of the "Old Tune Team" endured nausea and rummaged around for a while.

After a while, Bai Chen reported the results:

"Nothing at all."

Jiang Baimian sighed secretly and said:

"In order to conceal their identities, the minions of 'Nightmare' carry items that are easily blown up if possible?"

"Maybe it's just that they like to fix the corresponding aura on things that look the most common and are easiest to carry." Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin, "For example, this person's sunglasses."

Jiang Baimian nodded:

“The premise is that the negative costs are relatively tolerable.”

"He didn't order any jewelry?" Long Yuehong was slightly confused.

Many accessories are quite durable, especially those made of gold.

"Maybe his accessories were not symmetrical enough and he was forcibly disqualified as a container." Shang Jianyao laughed.

Jiang Baimian looked away and looked back at Home Reproductive Medical Center:

“Since we can’t find the loot, let’s seize the time to explore the target location.

"The 'assassin' may return at any time, and the power of the 'nightmare' may be reunited soon. The window period left for us will not be too long."

The previous "cardiac arrest" may have been because it was too far away, as if he was in two different worlds. Jiang Baimian felt that it did not cause fatal damage to the "nightmare".

Shang Jianyao, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong had no objections and followed the team leader step by step towards the Holm Reproductive Medical Center while maintaining a certain distance.

On the way, Jiang Baimian did not forget to pick up the weapon he had thrown away before, but because the negative effects of the "Angel of Life" necklace were still taking effect, he let the submachine gun hang on his chest.

After the "Old Adjustment Team" arrived at their destination, the automatic sensor glass doors of the Holm Reproductive Medical Center suddenly slid open to both sides.

"Is it still good?

"Is there still electricity here?"

Long Yuehong was surprised and blurted out.

Shang Jianyao, who was in front of him, turned back and smiled:

"It just followed my command."

He very frankly admitted that the automatic sensor glass door was opened by his electromagnetic interference.

"Aren't you unable to perform such a delicate operation?" Bai Chen asked Long Yuehong on his behalf.

Although this is not up to Wu Meng's level, it is far beyond Shang Jianyao's previous level.

Shang Jianyao explained simply:

"Because its structure is relatively intact and well-preserved, as long as I give a certain amount of electromagnetic stimulation and keep several aging and damaged parts connected, it can sense the approach of humans and open it."

Jiang Baimian glanced at this guy and solemnly reminded:

"Don't do similar things here, otherwise I will think that Wu Meng is coming.

"I almost fired a rocket at this sensor door just now."

Bang bang bang, Shang Jianyao clapped his hands by tapping the side of the "Berserker" assault rifle.

He did not feel condemned at all. Instead, he took a step back and praised Jiang Baimian for his vigilance:

"Be vigilant forever!"

Yes, now he is a believer of "Yougu" again... Jiang Baimian's mouth moved slightly and he took two steps to the side.

Not sensing any bioelectrical signals or human consciousness, she made way for Long Yuehong.

Long Yuehong, wearing the "Black Marsh Iron Snake" bionic smart armor, is now the "shield of the team", responsible for forward defense and exploring the unknown.

The honest Shang Jianyao did not object to Jiang Baimian's behavior because he did not sense the existence of human consciousness.

With the slight sound of scales hitting the ground, Long Yuehong walked into the Hom Reproductive Medical Center holding a "Berserker" assault rifle.

This place is not as messy as many shops in the ruins, with garbage all over the floor and bones visible. It maintains a certain degree of integrity and cleanliness. However, two exhibition shelves have fallen over, a few chairs are leaning on the ground, and some areas can be seen to be black. Traces of blood spatter.

At a glance, Long Yuehong found that the layout of this hall was simple and the colors were warm, mainly bright colors such as yellow, cyan, green and red.

This is completely different from the classical flavor of the building itself.

Of course, the yellow-painted exterior walls already indicate this in advance.

"How could this place not be destroyed by the 'unintentional ones' born after the destruction of the old world..." Long Yuehong sighed with emotion.

Bai Chen, who came in last, guessed:

"Before the destruction of the old world, there were not many doctors, nurses, patients, and staff here, and there was not a lot of food to rob?"

"Maybe." Jiang Baimian said, holding the individual combat rocket launcher, "Everyone spread out a little and look for any clues in the hall."

Honest Shang Jianyao then smiled and said:

"Don't worry too much, yes, Xiaohong, I'm talking about you, there shouldn't be any apparent danger here.

"Think about it, this place is so close to the Prime City. The 'Crystal Consciousness Cult' has to come here to worship and hold some rituals no matter what. The dangers that are easy to encounter must have been eliminated one by one by them. You see, Even the bones that might have been there were swept away.”

What are you looking at? Is it necessary to name names? Although there is a certain truth to what he said... Long Yuehong muttered a few words in his heart and said:

"I'm going to check those books and materials."

The two overturned exhibition racks are used to display books, pictures, brochures and other materials.

"Okay." Jiang Baimian did not reject Long Yuehong's self-recommendation.

Several members of the "Old Tune Group" then dispersed, but kept a certain distance.

Long Yuehong walked to the nearest exhibition stand, knelt down on one knee, stretched out the T1-type robotic arm, and picked up a stack of materials whose paper had turned yellow and became brittle but would not break when touched.

They are written in Honghe dialect and their names are:

"What Newlyweds Need to Know"

"Facing Infertility Correctly"

"The Effects of Time, Mood, and Posture on Pregnancy"

…

Long Yuehong looked slightly embarrassed under the "Black Swamp Iron Snake" bionic smart armor.

Is this the information I can see now?

When he was a little stunned, he found Shang Jianyao approaching another exhibition stand, squatting down and collecting the books, pictures and brochures.

"Here, what's the use of this?" Long Yuehong asked hesitantly.

Shang Jianyao turned around with a solemn expression:

"These are all sacred objects!"

After saying that, he stretched out his arms as if holding a baby and rocking it gently:

"New life is like the sun, life is the most important!"

Well, now Shang Jianyao, a loyal member of the "Life Sacrifice" cult and a devout believer in "Si Ming"... Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze from the exhibition shelf area.

She walked toward a wall near the front desk.

There were picture frames hanging there, some of which had fallen to the ground and became shattered.

In the photo frame were photos of celebrities and big companies visiting the Home Reproductive Medical Center. Jiang Baimian scanned them one by one and saw some names that she had seen in some books in the old world.

There was a feeling of digging out history... Jiang Baimian felt quite satisfied.

While looking carefully, her eyes suddenly fixed on one of the photo frames.

The photos inside are very ordinary. They are a man who is suspected to be the director of the Hom Reproductive Medical Center and a visiting team.

The words below highlight the corresponding identities:

"Oke, Vice President of Northern Company, led his team to visit..."

It was the name of this company that attracted Jiang Baimian's attention:

Northern Company!

Jiang Baimian remembered very clearly that there was such a news in the "Fahe Post" that Wu Meng asked Felin Tong to take away from this ruins:

"The 29th International Biotechnology Expo was held in Fahe, and Northern Company showed the latest genetic research results..."

At that time, the "Old Tune Team" thought of a place in the north where Fan Wensi's vegetative son was treated, and a hospital in the north where Jiang Xiaoyue, the owner of "503" room, received treatment as a volunteer before the destruction of the old world.