Section 307

Jiuwu City? Zhou Jianmin blinked, then a hint of worry crossed his face. He spoke with concern: "Comrade Lin Yi, isn't that too dangerous?" "I remember Jiuwu City is over four hundred li from Guihua Sect, right? Given your current physical condition... why not have Zhao Ping or Su Qing go instead?" Zhao Ping or Su Qing? Faced with Zhou Jianmin's suggestion, Lin Yi quickly shook his head: "Director Zhou, they're not suitable." Going to Jiuwu City to purchase supplies was a decision he had made after repeated consideration. First, whether it was cross-realm supply transport or research in the home world, both would inevitably consume large quantities of spirit stones and other supplies. Lin Yi had few spirit stones left on him at the moment, and home-world goods could not easily find buyers in the Tianling Realm right away. Unless he monetized the Golden-Eyed Crimson-Scale Beast materials, his remaining spirit stones probably would not even last three full transmissions. Second, he intended to personally select and purchase some materials usable in the home world, and while he was still able to move, take the miniature camera the home world had sent last time to Jiuwu City to film some footage to transmit back. Although he did not know what value that footage might produce. But even if they could only parse out some local customs, wasn't that better than doing nothing? All of the above were operations Zhao Ping and Su Qing could not perform on his behalf. As for the intensity of this trip... The round trip from Guihua Sect to Jiuwu City was eight hundred li, equivalent to traveling back and forth across more than half of an ordinary province. With a flying Dharma artifact to assist, being careful should be fine. On the other hand. Seeing Lin Yi's firm attitude, Zhou Jianmin hesitated, his mouth opening and closing twice, and finally gave up trying to persuade him further: "Since that's the case... Comrade Lin Yi, the home world respects your personal wishes. Remember to be extra careful all the way." Lin Yi nodded: "Director Zhou, rest assured, I know what I'm doing." "If there's no problem, let's start transmitting the supplies." Zhou Jianmin fell silent for a moment: "Very well." A few seconds later. The phone's communication signal was switched to the transmigration point frequency. "Comrade Lin Yi," Academician Pan Yongnian, still handling liaison with Lin Yi, said in his usual brusque tone, "The supplies on the home world side are ready. You can begin the transmission at any time." Lin Yi counted the supplies one last time, confirmed nothing was missing, returned to his original position, and began drawing in spiritual energy: "Academician Pan, I'm starting now." Swish— A few seconds passed. The light ring in the center of the laboratory flashed with purple light. The supplies Pan Yongnian's team had prepared suddenly vanished, replaced by several large wooden crates of a relatively antique look. "One, two, three..." Pan Yongnian carefully counted the crates and told Lin Yi: "Comrade Lin Yi, the transmigration point received a total of five crates. Is that correct?" "That's right, five," Lin Yi quickly reported back on the supply reception in the Tianling Realm, "I received three silver metal boxes and a small package wrapped in black cloth on my end. See if that matches yours." Pan Yongnian's expression relaxed: "The quantity is also correct." It appeared the second supply transmission was still going smoothly... He then exchanged a few more words with Lin Yi; both sides agreed on the next liaison time, and ended the communication. After the signal was cut. Pan Yongnian turned to Chen Zhengze and the other man beside him: "Chief of Staff Chen, Comrade Fang Lei, it's your turn." The man Pan Yongnian called Fang Lei was about forty years old, not tall, with an utterly ordinary manner and appearance—no different from a taxi driver soliciting passengers outside a high-speed rail station. Even after hearing Pan Yongnian, Fang Lei merely gave a cold nod, following Chen Zhengze into the inner laboratory. Throughout, his gaze never left the light ring... or rather, never left the wooden crates on the light ring by so much as a hair. Several minutes passed. The robotic arm removed the cross-realm supplies from the light ring and transferred them into another, larger alloy box. Seeing this, Fang Lei stepped forward, put on gloves, took from a small box at his waist a silver-white disc engraved with "307" and radiating cold, and pressed it against a sensing port somewhere on the alloy box. Click— Once the key carried by the disc verified successfully, the box automatically locked from within. At the same time. The pure-white disc, like melting ice, turned into a puddle of liquid and rapidly vaporized shortly after hitting the ground. Watching this scene was Assistant Xiao Xu outside the laboratory, who had just approached Pan Yongnian holding a stack of documents; he couldn't help but click his tongue: "Impressive, Professor. Is it fine-grained zinc alloy? Porous zinc? Or gallium-indium-tin alloy?" Pan Yongnian glanced at him and answered offhand: "Judging by the vaporization rate, probably the last one." Fang Lei's maneuver looked like sci-fi, but physically it was not complicated. The silver-white disc in his hand was made of low-temperature gallium-indium-tin alloy, a low-melting-point eutectic material, with an encrypted key preset in the channel. Once the key was verified successfully by the alloy box, the alloy would generate a brief high current because the encrypted information had been invalidated, completing self-dissolving vaporization through a liquid-metal embrittlement reaction. If you don't study math, physics, and chemistry, life is full of magic.jpg. Afterward Xiao Xu gave Fang Lei a few more looks, curiosity on his face: "Say, Professor, is that the legendary Section 307 comrade? Why does he look so deadpan, like a wooden mask..." "Shh, don't blabber," Pan Yongnian cut off Xiao Xu's chatter before he could finish, "the secrecy side isn't the same as us. Stop gossiping about other people's business. Don't you see they actively keep their distance from us?" "If something happens, go find Xiao Ai to bail you out yourself—don't expect me to step in." Xiao Xu fell silent at once. That's true. Comrades on the secrecy side being a bit cold is no bad thing. By the time they genuinely warm up, it's basically a crossroads with only two choices: either prison or the grave. "Right," Pan Yongnian then thought of something, jerking his chin toward the documents in Xiao Xu's hand: "How's the equipment monitoring?" Over these 24 hours of waiting for Lin Yi's second communication, the decision-makers had urgently rushed several precision instruments in from various places, aiming to extract as much information about the light ring... or rather the two-world channel as possible. The dynamic cross-realm process of Lin Yi's supply handover with the home world was the top observation priority. "Still not optimistic," Xiao Xu shook his head upon hearing this, handing the report to Pan Yongnian, and explained, "the neutron spin echo spectrometer at Nankai showed nothing abnormal in its relaxation-time data; the Institute of Optics' high-resolution continuous terahertz spectrometer showed no response; not to mention the alternating electric field spectrum—it's like a firefly—er, like a father-in-law trying to perk up but unable to perk up at all..." Pan Yongnian took the report, glanced at it, and his brow furrowed slightly: "Not a single anomalous signal?" "Oh, there is one if you count the lone sample—turn to the last page." Xiao Xu motioned for Pan Yongnian to turn to the last page, then pointed toward a spot in the laboratory: "That's a one-off isolated instantaneous peak captured by junior Xiaoxiao, but there's only one set of samples; with no clear observed signal, its significance is unclear, so the data was placed last."