Chapter 273 - Old World’s Big Data (2/2)

Zhou Yue and the others also expressed their desire to have a copy.

After their exchange, they confirmed that the Superior Heartless had an abnormal obsession with Tarnan. They hoped to find clues from the various situations presented by the illusions.

Genava agreed to all their requests.

After Zhou Yue, Li Zhe, and the others finished sharing their encounters, Genava concluded, “Our current strategy is still mainly defense. We shall prevent the target from entering Tarnan while we await the Clam Dragon Church’s specialist or our Mechanical Paradise’s reinforcements to deal with him.”

“Dream Protector…” Zhou Yue corrected him softly.

This wasn’t some specialist.

Genava nodded. “Yes, a specialist dealing in illusions and dreams.”

Zhou Yue didn’t retort and tersely acknowledged it. “He’ll take at most three days to arrive.”

Everything is but a dream. Why so serious?

…

Serene Dream Hotel.

The Old Task Force slept until noon. After a simple meal, they saw a few auxiliary robots arrive.

They turned their feet into wheels and transported a large pile of information into Room 221.

“That much?” Jiang Baimian was a little surprised.

“Yes,” said the lead auxiliary robot in an obviously electronic synthetic voice. “Officer Genava has already removed the repeated data.”

It feels like the living room is about to be filled… Long Yuehong’s first thought wasn’t about the copious amount of information regarding an idol in the Old World but that it was a waste of paper.

In the Ashlands, apart from a few places like Tarnan, paper was also a valuable resource. After all, it wasn’t an important item for production.

Shang Jianyao said seriously, “We forgot to tell Genava that we have a computer.”

The lead auxiliary robot was stunned. “You should’ve said so earlier…”

“But even if we didn’t say anything, it shouldn’t be too difficult for you to provide a few temporary computers, right?” Jiang Baimian asked in exasperation and amusement.

The lead auxiliary robot immediately replied, “You had requested printed copies. We were following your request.”

“That’s just my habitual choice of words. You should’ve confirmed it with us…” Jiang Baimian stopped before she could finish.

This was because she had figured something out. Why are you arguing with a few robots? Why are you trying to reason with them?

“We don’t have this program,” said the lead auxiliary robot. “If you need the electronic data now, we can provide it.”

“Alright.” Jiang Baimian felt that it was more convenient to read it on the computer. She could search, compare, and label it.

In the subsequent period, the Old Task Force would occasionally flip through the paper material or search the electronic data, hoping to discover valuable information from the various useless information about an Old World idol.

As she read, Bai Chen suddenly said, “Jiang Xiaoyue didn’t die.”

Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Long Yuehong cast their gazes over at the same time. They were still studying Jiang Xiaoyue’s early experiences.

“After she jumped off the building, she didn’t die on the spot. She was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and became a vegetable.” Bai Chen briefly described the news she had read.

Jiang Baimian typed a few words and searched for the corresponding electronic data.

She soon saw a series of information: “Jiang Xiaoyue remains in critical condition. Might end up as a vegetable.”

“The attending doctor privately disclosed that the chances of Jiang Xiaoyue regaining consciousness are very low…”

“Jiang Xiaoyue’s parents are seeking help from foreign medical institutions…”

“Will the nation’s most eligible bachelorette wake up after her three-year coma?”

“…”

As she browsed, Jiang Baimian heard Long Yuehong sigh.

“Such a beautiful lady actually became a vegetable.”

Vegetable… Jiang Baimian frowned slightly, inexplicably finding this matter familiar.

At this moment, Shang Jianyao asked, “What happened next?”

“Can’t you check it out yourself…” Jiang Baimian subconsciously replied. As she spoke, she began searching for Jiang Xiaoyue’s final outcome to see if she had successfully woken up or eventually died.

As she searched, Jiang Baimian discovered a thread that seemed to be an informal forum exchange.

The content of this thread was: “Reliable news, reliable news. Jiang Xiaoyue’s parents signed a volunteer agreement and have transferred her to a certain hospital in the north to receive experimental treatment. They hope to wake her up…”

Volunteer agreement… A certain hospital… Vegetable… Experimental treatment… Jiang Baimian read these keywords repeatedly.

Suddenly, she stood up and said to Shang Jianyao and the others, “D-do you still remember that medical record? The one you found in the steelworks factory ruins!”

The medical record belonged to a woman named Fan Wensi. She had ‘recently’ seen her son constantly. Her son had long been in a car accident and had become a vegetable. He was sent north as a volunteer for experimental treatment.

This was very similar to Jiang Xiaoyue’s situation!

The possible connection between the two made Jiang Baimian’s body tremble slightly and her scalp tingle.