Vol 2 Chapter 42: write

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Green Olive District, Iron Medal Street.
When Jiang Baimian talked about Terence and the "Beyond Spirituality" Order, Long Yuehong said with a little surprise:
"We just ran into Christina today."
The group leader unexpectedly encountered people and things that had a lot to do with the "Holy Desire" sect.
"As expected of you." Shang Jianyao took the lead in drawing a conclusion.
Long Yuehong replied a little aggrieved:
"But nothing happened..."
It's just a chance encounter.
"Meeting is fate, Nanwu Ahunduolu Sanya Sanbodhi." Shang Jian Yao put his hands together, and Bao Xiang solemnly explained.
Jiang Baimian raised his hand to stop the "debate" between the two, and said in a soothing tone:
"This can only show that there were many sects in the city at the beginning, many awakened, and the relationship was complicated."
Papa Papa, Shang Jian Yao clapped his hands, and then was glared back by Jiang Baimian.
Jiang Baimian turned to talk about the explosion of the citizens' assembly, and several members of the "old tune group" briefly discussed it.
When we talked about the mother whose son was "unintentionally ill", everyone was sighing.
After nearly a minute, Shang Jian Yao looked at Gnawa and asked curiously:
"Can you feel sorrowful because of this kind of thing?"
Gnawa raised his silver-black palm, touched the military cap on his head, and began to analyze his own data, and slowly said:
"I haven't been able to associate this kind of thing with the correct response, but I think it should be the same as when I witnessed Susanna and Ryders. The changes at the time were similar, so I put the two in the same set, and it had a certain effect. ."
"It can be explained by yourself and others that you have taken another step forward in the degree of humanization." Jiang Baimian exaggerated Genawah in a tone of usual encouragement to Long Yuehong.
Bai Chen smiled unconsciously, and when Shang Jian Yao looked at him, he asked hastily:
"Look at that document now?"
Recently, there have been cases of "no-heart disease" in those streets in Qinggan District.
Jiang Baimian gave a "um", picked up the paper bag placed on the table, took out the paper inside, and handed it to Gnawa:
"Old grid, make a projection, let's watch it together."
This is much more convenient than passing through each other.
Soon, only a few pages of information were projected onto the walls of the cramped rental house, and the five members of the "Old Tune Team" read it carefully from beginning to end.
In the process, they learned that the mother was Mary, a very simple and simple name, and her son was Philip.
"Each of these cases has nothing in common, the only intersection is that they all live in that area." After repeated reading, Long Yuehong frowned and said her thoughts.
"Yes, yes." Shang Jianyao seemed to be deliberately imitating Long Yuehong.
Jiang Baimian nodded gently and said:
"Every two cases are drawn out, there will indeed be some things in common, but normally, if you pick two people, there will be such similarities, and when several cases are put together, there is really not much overlap. Well, except for the affected area."
"The result of my analysis is the same." Genava echoed.
Bai Chen thought for a while, and said in a guessing tone:
"I remember there is a sentence in the old world entertainment materials, which is roughly like this: Eliminate all the possibilities, and the remaining unbelievable is the truth.
"Since the only thing in common is living in the same area, does that mean that the problem is in that area? Somewhere in that area, the source of the infection of this'innocent disease' is hidden?"
Long Yuehong subconsciously retorted:
"Then how to explain that after a concentrated outbreak of a batch of cases, the ‘innocent disease’ epidemic will subside, and then, perhaps in a far place, there will be another outbreak?"
"Maybe the source of the infection has grown feet." Shang Jianyao looked at him sincerely and helped to think about the reason.
Jiang Baimian laughed and looked at Long Yuehong and said:
"What if the source of infection is a living organism, such as a human?
"He stayed in this place for a while, and then went to other places, so these phenomena we saw appeared."
"This..." Long Yuehong was suddenly panicked, desperately thinking about the details that could be rebutted, "But, isn't it said that many places on the dusty soil will have an outbreak of'intentional disease' from time to time? These places are all over the world, and the source of infection can come over ?"
Jiang Baimian didn't look away, and asked with a smile:
"What if the source of infection is not one person, but a group of people?"
Long Yuehong went silent, only to feel that the room was quiet and terribly quiet.
Jiang Baimian sighed, and then said:
"After initially confirming that the'Miracle Guardian' was infected with the'innocent disease' because he entered Jiang Xiaoyue's room of mind, I was wondering whether someone like Jiang Xiaoyue, the original experimental subject, would There are many? Some of them are still alive and walking on the dust, unconsciously causing the people around them to suffer from'unintentional disease'?
"There are two problems with this speculation that cannot be explained: one is that the employees of the company are strictly audited, and they know the basics, but they still break out at least once a year, and the other is that when the old world was destroyed, there were countless major cities. People at the same time become'unintentional ones.' This is not like the change that a group of people can bring."
"Indeed." Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.
Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao and said thoughtfully;
"Does this have something to do with the'spiritual corridor' that connects everyone's consciousness world? Jiang Xiaoyue can have a room there, and most of the group of people also have a corresponding room. Some of their behaviors cause'intentional illness' to the surrounding rooms. penetration?"
"I will investigate when I enter the'Spirit Corridor'." Shang Jianyao looked confident.
Jiang Baimian raised his hand to touch his cochlea, and sighed with a wry smile:
"At this time, I especially hope that I am also an awakened one."
Because there are no strong people at the "Spirit Corridor" level in the "old-tone group" for the time being, which means that their subsequent discussions will fall into an air-to-air situation, so Jiang Baimian promptly aborted the discussion in this regard, and exhaled:
"I won't go out in the afternoon, and there are still things to be busy, maybe I have to stay up late."
"What's the matter?" Long Yuehong asked subconsciously.
Jiang Baimian "Hey" said:
"Didn't I promise Su Na and the others to get an introductory textbook of Honghe Language out?
"Shang Jianyao and I went shopping in the city before, and found that there was no such thing at all. Even if there is, it was prepared for the children of the Honghe people. There is no corresponding gray language, so we can only compile it by ourselves, and then go to the guild to publish the task. , Find a temporary teacher who understands bilingualism."
"Compile a textbook? It's definitely too late in such a short time." Long Yuehong recalled his introductory Honghe language textbook, and felt that this could not be done in one afternoon and one night.
"Normally it can't be done." Jiang Baimian smiled and looked at Gnarva, "but we have the old style."
"What do I need to do?" Gnawa asked immediately.
Jiang Baimian asked with a smile:
"Do you have a vocabulary library of gray, red river, and grammar in the information you store?"
"Yes. Otherwise, how can I speak Red River and Dusty languages?" Gnawa moved his metal-cast neck up and down.
Jiang Baimian nodded with satisfaction:
"Then filter out the daily needs, the simpler ones, and find a place to print them out. Haha, I was wrong just now, and I still need to go out."
After hearing what happened, Long Yuehong couldn't help but exclaimed in her heart:
Having a robot companion can really save a lot of things!
Jiang Baimian continued:
"When we have the manuscript, we will make certain revisions and adjustments to the materials based on the company's textbook and translation machine. Although the workload is still very large, I think we should be able to get it by tomorrow morning.
"and……"
Having said this, Jiang Baimian showed a smile that made Long Yuehong inexplicably scared:
"Furthermore, I didn't say that I am solely responsible, you, everyone has a share!"
As she spoke, she took off the rubber band on the back of her head and tied the pony tail higher, as if she was in a fighting state.
"Yeah." Bai Chen agreed first.
"Good." Shang Jian Yao was slow for half a second.
"Okay." "No problem." Long Yuehong and Genawat were the bottom.
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Early the next morning ~EbookFREE.me~In order to facilitate "work", Jiang Baimian changed the group sleeping place to the three-bedroom apartment in the Red Giant Wolf district. Jiang Baimian stretched his waist and looked at the manuscript in front of him:
"Finish!"
This is how a simplified version of the introductory textbook for Grey Turen to learn Honghe language was born.
Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and others were also delighted.
Jiang Baimian rolled her wrists and glanced at the time and greeted everyone to eat breakfast. At the same time, she turned on the radio transceiver to see if there was any telegram from the Zhao family.
Just early eight o'clock, a telegram came in.
After decoding, Jiang Baimian read the corresponding content briskly:
"Please visit General Focas in the last few days. We have already contacted him and agreed on a code to prove your identity, ‘Book’...
"His mansion is at No. 18, Civic Street, Golden Apple District..."