Embers Ad Infinitum - Chapter 363
    Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang to see Yao, and saw his look full of expectations, so he thought about it and said:
    “If you invite, you can consider participating.”
    She used her words very carefully, saying that she considered.
    The results of consideration have to be weighed against the situation at the time and the development of the matter.
    Shang Jian Yao nodded in satisfaction and did not ask any more.
    Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were indeed a little tired after the ups and downs, so they went to different bedrooms respectively.
    At this time, Jiang Baimian exhorted:
    “Do not close the door.”
    “Huh?” Long Yuehong was a little at a loss for a while.
    Jiang Baimian explained with a smile:
    “I’m afraid that the influence on you is still a bit remnant, so I must always pay attention to your state.
    “If you feel that you will not fall asleep under our occasional gaze, you can choose to accept the cleaning of the’Fate Pearl’. “
    Shang Jianyao looked at Long Yuehong, and his tone gradually became gloomy:
    “I’m afraid that when you are sleeping, you suddenly raised your hands and strangled yourself…”
    “You read too much old world entertainment materials!” “Long Yue said so, but he didn’t dare not prevent this situation.
    He opened the bedroom door a little bit more honestly. When he and Bai Chen were asleep, Jiang Baimian got up and talked to Shang Jian Yao. He Gnawa said:
    “Let’s study the things collected on the spot first. “While
    speaking, she took out the small sealed bag with the cigarette butts and put it on the dining table.
    The room rented by the “Old Tune Team” in the Red Giant Wolf District has three bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. The price is not cheap, but there are funds for activities. They were not stingy with money in this regard.
    Gnawa also took out a pile of divided items and swept it around with the red light in his eyes.
    “What is this?” Shang Jian Yao sat down swaggeringly, and lifted a sub-bag.
    There are two black particles in the bag.
    “I have analyzed it, it should be cinder.” Gnawa also pulled the chair and sat down slowly.
    Of course, he weighed the weight of this old chair and let his feet share part of the weight.
    “Where did you find it?” Jiang Baimian also sat down.
    Gnawa explained in detail:
    “There are a few footprints on bushes and stones, which are separated from above.
    “These are also. “
    He launched another sub-packaging bag. The
    inside of the bag was charred black soil, which looked ordinary and nothing special.
    Before Jiang Baimian asked, Genawat explained the reason:
    “They are better than the soil in the woods.” The color should be dark, not the same as the soil in the southern suburbs, and I have detected that they have traces of radiation.
    “After comparison, more than 95% of them may come from the wasteland on the north bank of the Red River.”
    Jiang Baimian nodded thoughtfully:
    “In other words, after the last time the true’priest’ changed his shoes, he came out. Passed the city, visited the north shore…
    “Where did those cinders step on? “In
    her own words, she thought of some phenomena that she had observed during the initial wandering around the city:
    Green Olive District often has power outages, and the standard of electricity bills is not low, so the citizens and slaves at the bottom prefer the holey “cake made with cinder” “Low-quality charcoal and low-priced wood are used for making fires, cooking, and heating.
    This makes many streets in the Green Olive District near the Red River have many briquettes workshops. If you pass through those places, stepping on some cinders is a high probability event. .
    Similarly, the coal preparation plant located in red River North, the first city west industrial areas, have similar environment.
    “Too many possibilities.” Jiang
    Baimian replied by himself, “The biggest possibility is that the true priest passed by a coal preparation plant on the north bank of the Red River recently.” Genawat added:
    “Do not rule out the true priest. ‘I stepped on it in the Green Olive District. There are many low-level citizens who are part-time relic hunters. They often go into and out of the wasteland on the north bank. It is normal for them to unconsciously bring back some dirt. The Iron Medal Street is not too far away from the port.”
    The same goes for those briquettes workshops.
    “Do you mean that the real’priest’ stepped on when he was monitoring us?” Jiang Baimian easily understood the meaning of Gnawa.
    Gnawa moved up and down the metal-cast neck:
    “There is a certain possibility.”
    “There is another possibility.” Shang Jian Yao followed.
    “What is it?” Jiang Baimian wanted to see what magical ideas this guy could have.
    This might inspire her.
    Shang Jianyao said with a serious face:
    “The true’priest’ may be working in a coal preparation plant on the wasteland of the North Bank.”
    “…” Jiang Baimian was speechless, and then laughed, “The’anti-intellectual’ is already Has it developed to the need for a quasi-high-level job like a
    true “priest ” to raise believers who have given up thinking?” “A true “priest” may have a poor health because it is too hard to work.” Shang Jianyao further reasoned.
    Jiang Baimian imagined the scene and tried hard not to make himself laugh.
    The mysterious and dangerous image of the true “priest” collapsed briefly.
    Regarding what cinder and scorched earth can represent, Jiang Baimian, Genawah, and Shang Jianyao discussed for a while, but did not get a clear direction for the investigation, so they could only decide to take the time to wander around various suspected locations.
    When Jiang Baimian moved his gaze to other sub-packaging bags, he frowned slightly and said:
    “Just now I said that the true’priest’ may have monitored us, otherwise it would be impossible to accurately grasp the whereabouts of Xiaobai and Xiaohong, find them in time, and’hypnotize’ them, but I have repeatedly deliberated and did not think we have exposed our whereabouts.
    ” Pay attention to every link: I did not go directly to investigate around the manor. When I returned, regardless of whether I noticed anything, I carefully completed the necessary link of anti-tracking. The appearance of our vehicles is still relatively common, and there is no special feature… With my, you, and Shang Jianyao’s ability to detect and detect, will the real’priest’ be quietly followed without any notice?
    “The true’priest’ knows at most from Shen Kui’s memory that there are a few of us investigating the Zhao Family Manor, and from some undercover
    agents in Yecao City to figure out who destroyed his good deeds in the first place.” Shang Jian Yao once again proposed a possibility:
    “Maybe the “anti-intelligence
    ” powerhouse at the level of the’Psychic Corridor’ is tracking us. “He has a larger sensing range than us, maybe he can remember the characteristics of different consciousnesses, and he can stay far away. Of completion tracking. “
    Jiang Baimian wanted to laugh a little:
    “It is theoretically possible, but can an awakened person at the level of the’corridor of soul’ be able to commit this?”
    “He can just make a sudden attack?” At
    this point, Jiang Baimian let out a “uh” because she remembered the existence of Gnawa.
    With such an intelligent robot in, a surprise attack by the awakened at the “corridor of mind” level may not be effective, maybe it will be violently beaten.
    After all, the ability to affect robots is not so common.
    Jiang Baimian added:
    “What I mean is that most of the abilities of the awakened are weird, weird, and difficult to guard against. At the level of the’corridor of mind’, they can completely play us between applause without showing up. Old Ge couldn’t even detect the enemy, so he could only watch us suffer the impact and emerge a crisis.
    “If he doesn’t want to disrupt the infighting of the’initial city’, then he should come out in person afterwards instead of letting the true’priest’ try to make us vigilant.”
    “This may be his price.” Shang Jian Yao pointed to his head, “The thinking is not normal.”
    They discussed for a long time, but did not expect a reasonable explanation, so they had to continue to check the clues collected from the scene to see what they could gain.
    “There are no decisive traces.” Jiang Baimian sighed, “I can only hope that the cigarette butt can test something.”
    She plans to use the company’s intelligence system to find a trustworthy laboratory to complete it, avoiding to the greatest extent possible. Anti-intellectualism” knows.
    In the following time, the three of them used the previously printed materials to revise and compile the introductory teaching materials for the grey language.
    By three o’clock in the afternoon, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen woke up, joined the ranks, and stayed busy until the evening.
    “What are you going to eat?” Long Yuehong put away the paper on the table and raised this eternal difficulty.
    “Noodles?” Jiang Baimian said deliberately, “After spending so many days in the first city, I suddenly wanted to eat noodles.”
    Bai Chen poured cold water on her:
    “In the beginning, there were very few places to sell noodles in the city, unless Go to the streets where the dust people gather, but most of them are in the green olive area.”
    “We have a stock of flour and can make it ourselves.” Gnawa said.
    “Okay.” Shang Jian Yao was excited.
    It didn’t take long for the four carbon-based people from the “Old Tune Group” to gather around the dining table, watching Gnawa wear white cloth as an apron, skillfully and accurately knead, knead, grind into dough, and cut into noodles.
    Although the whole process is not as pleasing to the eye, it is absolutely smooth and smooth.
    “It’s amazing.” Long Yuehong praised Gnawa.
    Gnawa’s eyes flashed red twice:
    “I used to download some cooking videos in Tarnan. I wanted to be more human, but I didn’t expect it would come in handy today.”
    Papa, Shang Jianyao applauded “Chef” Genava.
    Long Yuehong hesitated for a moment, and decided to applaud to strengthen Old Ge’s confidence.
    At this time, Bai Chen was already applauding.
    The only thing that didn’t move was Jiang Baimian, she seemed to be thinking about something.
    Shang Jian Yao immediately shook his hand before her eyes.
    Jiang Baimian sobered up for a moment, and said carefully,
    “I just thought of a place where we might be targeted by the’anti-intellectualism’.”
    “Where?” Bai Chen and Long Yuehong asked at the same time.
    Jiang Baimian’s expression gradually became solemn:
    “The residence of General Focas.”