Embers Ad Infinitum

Song He didn't know much about the "soul corridor". After Jiang Baimian asked a few more questions, he took Shang Jianyao and others back to the hotel camp, where they each went into their own room and slept.

Drowsily, Jiang Baimian woke up, feeling that his forehead was hot, his body was sore, his whole body was limp and very uncomfortable.

I got sick? She sat up and tucked the pillow behind her back.

As she reached out to touch her forehead, she glanced around and saw Shang Jianyao sitting by another bed, taking advantage of the skylight outside the window, holding a needle and thread, and carefully mending a jacket with multiple bullet holes.

This is a necessary skill for every "Pangu Biology" employee who performs tasks in the dust for a long time.

When the "old tune group" was first formed, Jiang Baimian planned to give a special class on this, but she found that Shang Jianyao was more skilled than her.

Then she thought about Shang Jianyao living alone after he was fourteen or fifteen years old, and she felt relieved and stopped mentioning this matter.

"What time is it?" Jiang Baimian took back the hand that touched his forehead to confirm that he was really sick.

She didn't even have the energy to look at her watch.

Since surviving the dangerous period of genetic modification, except for inflammation caused by injuries, she has not been sick for a long, long time.

Is it because your heart was overloaded last night and was affected by an electric shock, and you didn't get a rest in time afterwards, which led to your illness? While Jiang Baimian was thoughtful, Shang Jianyao put down his needlework and clothes, turned his wrist and looked at his watch and said:

"It's almost 1 o'clock."

"So late?" Jiang Baimian was slightly surprised.

She didn't feel hungry at all.

"You seem to be sick." Shang Jianyao pointed out.

"How did you find out?" Jiang Baimian asked subconsciously.

Shang Jianyao stood up, took out the small mirror he carried with him to "mislead" himself, and handed it to Jiang Baimian.

"Your cheeks are very red and your lips are dry. You were talking in your sleep when you were asleep, as if you were calling 'Mom' and 'Dad'..." Shang Jianyao described every detail that supported his reasoning.

"Stop!" A force surged out of Jiang Baimian's body, forcibly stopping Shang Jianyao from continuing.

She felt her image as a female warrior had been severely damaged.

After making the sound, she felt weak and her mouth was very dry, so she reached out to the bedside table where the miscellaneous items were piled, and tried to pick up her water bag.

Before she finished, Shang Jianyao hurried over, picked up the water bag, unscrewed the cap, and put it to her mouth.

"Oh." Jiang Baimian was shocked.

She did not refuse. Gulu drank some water and then said with a smile:

"Is this a confession for last night's unauthorized action?"

"This is what a companion should do." Shang Jianyao responded without changing his expression.

Jiang Baimian glanced at him and took this opportunity to ask:

"Why did you rush out then?"

Shang Jianyao replied seriously:

"If we don't deal with the awakened one, all the citizens of Red Stone Market will die."

Jiang Baimian looked into his dark brown eyes, which were almost black, and found that they were clear inside.

"Hey, at least you remembered to notify me in advance this time." Jiang Baimian sighed helplessly.

Speaking of this, she suddenly became a little angry:

"Why aren't you sick?"

It’s only fair that both people are sick!

Moreover, Shang Jianyao is the one who deserves to be sick the most. Maybe he can take this opportunity to break through the "disease island".

Shang Jianyao thought for a while and said:

"I wasn't at the point where I was about to pass out."

This means that the load on his heart has not really exceeded the limit, and he has not suffered subsequent electrical stimulation.

Jiang Baimian took a deep breath in his mouth and said in silence for a moment:

"Too……"

She immediately said:

"Quickly, boil some hot water and get a towel, I want to put it on my forehead.

"No matter what, you acted without permission last night and will be punished!"

Shang Jianyao had no objection. He boiled the tap water skillfully, adjusted the temperature, and twisted a towel over.

Jiang Baimian began to instruct him to do various things again, including but not limited to communicating with Bai Chen and Long Yuehong in the next room, helping the patient to the toilet, changing towels, mending clothes, and filling water bottles.

Seeing Shang Jianyao busy back and forth, Jiang Baimian suddenly realized something:

He had become proficient in these things when his mother was ill.

As soon as his thoughts changed, Jiang Baimian's eyes lit up and he patted the edge of the bed:

"We had a misunderstanding before!"

"What?" Shang Jianyao looked like he was trying to understand what the other party meant.

Afraid that his thinking would develop in strange directions, Jiang Baimian did not give in and explained directly:

“Haven’t we been thinking about how to deal with your fear of disease?

"Actually, with your attitude towards your own life and death, you shouldn't be so afraid of disease."

Shang Jianyao thought for a while and said:

"Illness will make it impossible for me to do things, and I will be too late to do things, which is still scary."

Jiang Baimian replied angrily and funny:

"That's not the point."

She immediately said:

"I think your fear of disease is more of a fear of it taking away the people around you and there's nothing you can do about it."

Shang Jianyao fell into deep thought and didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"I'm going to show you what it means to be strong and healthy, and what illness means!

"If the company's genetic modification technology is promoted everywhere, and genetic modification becomes less dangerous and becomes controllable, then humanity will be free from the threat of most diseases."

After speaking, she leaned against the pillow and said with satisfaction:

“When I recover, you can try this direction.

"Okay, get me something to eat, I'm starting to feel hungry.

"This is a good sign!"

After lunch, because Jiang Baimian was ill, the responsibility of interrogating the second prisoner was handed over to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong.

According to Jiang Baimian's instructions, they went to the Alert Church first and invited the alerter Song He to interrogate them together.

This is to take advantage of the other party's ability to make people friendly, so as to prevent Shang Jianyao from being exposed as a "reasoning clown".

Song He had just woken up. For an old man of his age, he showed no discomfort after staying up all night. His body was indeed well maintained.

He readily accepted the invitation from Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong, and took two church guards with him in his car to Hongshiji and entered the security station on the ground floor.

With this warning person taking the lead, although Han Wanghuo was still resting and did not come over, Shang Jianyao and others easily entered the interrogation room and saw the least injured prisoner.

This is a fishman, with gray-black scales covering its body, and gills trembling slightly from the ears to the neck.

——In Long Yuehong's eyes, all the fishmen have no difference in appearance, and they can only be distinguished by their height, shortness, fatness and thinness.

After everyone took their seats, Shang Jianyao asked first:

"Who is that fish-man who can suffocate people?"

The fishman captive behind the iron railing glanced at him with bulging eyes, lowered his head, and remained silent.

At this time, Song He smiled and said:

"It's not a confidential matter."

The fishman prisoner thought about it carefully, and it seemed to make sense.

His attitude quickly relaxed, he raised his head and said hesitantly:

"It's a divine messenger."

"God's envoy? Who is the envoy?" Long Yuehong was very polite and asked with Song He's consent.

"It's not Zhi Sui." The fishman prisoner shook his head, "He was originally our third priest. We believed in the God of the old world. Later, later, he asked us to change our name to him as the Divine Envoy."

The fishman's language evolved from the Honghe language. Long Yuehong had a hard time hearing it, and it took him a while to understand what he meant.

On the other hand, Song He, who had obviously learned the language of the local people on his own, asked fluently:

"when did it happen?"

"Less than a year ago." The fishman prisoner seemed to be talking to a friend.

"What else happened at that time?" Song He asked.

The fishman prisoner's eyes, which were mostly white and black, showed awe:

“He, he became very strong, very terrifying, like the incarnation of a god.

"He can kill a person easily and destroy an army easily."

Shang Jianyao asked with great interest:

"What about before? Was he strong?"

The fishman prisoner glanced at the guy wearing the monkey mask and said reluctantly:

"He has some powers, but they are not too powerful. He can make a person unable to open his mouth or eat. He can make a person tired easily, just like lack of oxygen..."

After listening to the description of the fishman prisoner, Song He asked in a soft voice:

"Did he do anything before becoming a divine envoy?

"Or, have you ever encountered anything?"

The fishman captive fell into memories, and after a long while he said:

“We landed on the largest island in Nu Lake.

"My great-grandfather said that there are market towns and several villages there. At first we were busy protecting ourselves, surviving, farming, and fishing. Later, we kept thinking about fighting back, and we didn't pay attention to their situation."

When he talked about "fighting back", his mood had a certain ups and downs, and he seemed to no longer trust Song He.

But soon, he became friendly enough:

“We have been recuperating since we were repulsed last time, and many young people have become interested in that big island because they have been idle for too long.

"The island is much larger than where we live, with well-preserved roads and abandoned farmland everywhere. We are very surprised where the humans on the island have gone. They should not have been attacked by outsiders.

"After searching for a while, we found the market town where they once lived and found some records."

It's a pity that the team leader didn't come. She must be very interested in these things... Long Yuehong gradually became accustomed to the fish-man's language.

The fishman prisoner continued:

"Through those records, we know that after the destruction of the old world, the people on that island soon believed in a god named Yama Hu, who claimed to be the reincarnation of King Yama in the mythology of the Gray Earth people.

"With the blessing of this god, the people on the island did not suffer any disasters and lived very well. Just when they were accumulating some strength and planning to seize the area around Nu Lake, the god fell into a deep sleep and never came back. Didn't wake up.

"After losing the blessing of the gods, a large-scale 'unintentional disease' quickly broke out on the island, and the remaining humans were probably hunted and killed within a short period of time."

Large-scale "unintentional illness"... Long Yuehong's scalp felt numb when he heard this description.

At this time, Shang Jianyao asked enthusiastically:

"Have you found the sleeping god?"

The fishman captive's lips moved for a while and then he said:

"right.

"We discovered the temple where He slept."