Chapter 9 S-Class Spirit Value

An hour had passed since the intake of the contaminated spores, and Janet's final purification value figure was 645. A follow-up was given to the cleaning team, which came later to do the work. Janet was informed by the center that she had to go for data collection. She didn't have much of a problem with it. After all, she acted strangely; if she were from the center, she would want to get into a lab to study it. She wondered if they could figure out she was carrying a "system." "Don't worry," Sherry calmed Janet down. "Pay will be based on attendance during data collection, usually 15,000 EAC." Janet: "WOW!" She had been a little less than thrilled and was instantly happy at Lynn's words. Two people came to meet her specifically. They collected the sheltered contaminated spores and then the helmets. "Ms. Zhu, could you please give us the helmet? It's needed for data collection." The helmet had a video recording function and some basic data detection. These functions could still be used even if it wasn't connected to the Internet. They had already taken Carter's helmet and were still missing one of Janet's. It was also supposed to be Cleanup Center property, and Janet gave them the helmet. Janet didn't go to the 49th-floor cleanup department; she was taken straight up to the 66th floor. Ding. The elevator doors opened towards the sides, and there were doctors in white coats to greet her. "This way, please." Janet followed him in a circle and walked through a corridor to see an observation room. The male doctor pushed open a door, revealing the interior space inside. Janet raised an eyebrow. She thought the observation room must be cold and "pure prison style," but she didn't realize that it was "small and fresh." Almost all of the interior was warm, light yellow, the wall decorations were warm and comfortable, and there was a self-help area and a free-roaming area. The assistant doctor handed her a device, "Data collectors, one for the temples, one for the wrists." Janet took the box, and the assistant doctor helped her put it on, explaining as she did so, "It can monitor your body data and will sound an alarm when the indicators are abnormal so we can intervene in time." Inside the bracelet was a ring of fine needles that gripped Janet's wrist like mycelium. It didn't hurt; there was only a strange sensation when it was just pierced, and then there was no sensation. Janet asked, "This is how it's collected." She thought she was entering an examination chamber for a full scan. The assistant doctor explained, "Yes, we don't want to interfere with your body, so we'll try to minimize the presence of the data collector." People with high mental values had higher understanding, and too much of the device's presence would interfere with the data. "Are the measurements accurate this way?" Janet asked. The assistant doctor smiled, "Very accurate, don't worry. The data includes not only your mental values but all aspects of your bodily functions are captured." "And it's painless; you can take a nap or rest in the activity area, and it will be collected in a while." Janet had been a little worried that her abnormality would be detected, but the system had painted her with an extensive disease, all the while telling her to purify the contaminated land and save the world. There had to be some way to prevent Janet from becoming a test subject. Janet stayed in the Cleansing Center observation room that night. The allocated bedroom was huge, more significant than Janet's entire home. It was fully stocked with household items. Janet took a shower and lay on the bed, silently contemplating her future. The bed was incredibly soft and surrounded by a soft cream color, making one's spirit extremely relaxed. Janet opened the system panel and started researching. She redeemed the 654 purification values, and the system immediately reminded Congratulations on redeeming five life values. The current life value was 25, and the purification value balance was 154 Suddenly, Janet opened her eyes. Her system panel was inside her brain, and she had just looked at it with her eyes closed. So, if an outsider were to look at it at this time, it would be Janet, who was halfway through her sleep and suddenly opened her eyes without warning. The situation seemed a bit off. Janet frowned as she looked back in the direction of the room door. The door to the room was pure white; there was nothing there, and the whole room was decorated in a way that made it cozy enough to let one's guard down. But Janet could feel that someone was "watching" her. Eyes, countless eyes blinked in unison. The entire observation room had 9,635 eyes in total, which was used for immersive observation. The contaminant spores could not be eliminated but could only be contained, with one batch being contained and another being sent to the research and development department, the labs, and the science and technology department. The R&D department utilized the characteristics of the contaminant to make many harmless "tools," such as the "peeping eye" in front of us. It could allow people to collect various data in a relaxed state. After the observation room, the research room was created. Janet's face was on the big screen, and she suddenly glanced this way. Ford, the researcher, was analyzing Janet's helmet data and, startled by Janet, asked, "Did she spot us?" "It's possible," Davis said. "The higher the psychic value, the more alert to danger and abnormality." It was almost proportional. The 'eyes' themselves were a contaminant, and Janet's ability to detect them was proof of a high psychic value. Ford said, "But she's also too fast." Janet had been lying down for only fifteen minutes and was immediately aware of the eyes. Standing right behind them, Lynn asked, "How are the numbers?" She'd rushed from her meeting, stressing out the entire research lab. Everyone knew that Lynn had central authority and said she was an assistant. Everyone respected her. People had heard that they had a meeting with the core people, and they needed to know what the outcome of the meeting was. "Well, let's see." Davis examined Janet's data more closely and said, "Her mental value data is exceptionally stable, definitely not contaminated." Corresponding to that was Carter's report. His data fluctuated in value significantly. Carter was in another room, and the monitor showed he wasn't sleeping. After receiving treatment, he was crouching in the corner like a mushroom. Then there's Sherry's data. Sherry had fallen asleep but was so pale she should have been having nightmares. There were minor fluctuations in her data. Only Janet, the data was flat as a line. Davis exclaimed, "Janet is amazing. Amazingly, she can recover her spirit value immediately after going out on a mission." Generally, when people enter a contaminated area and come back, their spiritual value is damaged to varying degrees, especially when it happens frequently to cleaners. But Janet recovered very quickly. Lynn asked, "What's her spirit value?" She came specifically for that question. Davis, a professional researcher, operated the touch handle in front of her, constantly adjusting the angle of her eyes. Janet's data was taken. As Davis operated it, she said, "Spirit value is an inclusive term; it generally fluctuates and varies from situation to situation; our theory is to collect the highest peak rather than the average value." Davis had to clarify his research theory to Lynn: "Many people feel that the spirit value collection is the most stable in the combat state, but we feel that it is most accurate within six hours of coming out of the contaminated area instead. This is because people are agitated in the combat state, and some people are more specific and are very normalized when facing the contaminant. And after the mission, the brain starts to relax, not so alert to the outside world." That's why they had to be sent to the observation room immediately after the mission. Now was when the data was most accurate. Davis paused to operate the handle, then tapped on it and uttered a number: "Her mental value is 1200, s-rank." "How much?" Ford, who was next to him, came over to look at it incredulously, "1200?? Are you kidding?" Lynn wasn't a researcher, but she had the common sense that an ordinary person's spirit value was around 100. The spirit value data of a cleaner is around 300. An average hunter's spirit value stat was around 800. The top hunters had stats of 1000 up and down, and above 1000 would be rated s. Above 1400 was S, which would be evaluated as a necessary "talent asset" of the federation. There were only three spirit value S's in the entire federation. The 103rd district had never seen many spirit values above 1000, let alone 1200, and Janet was the only one with an S-class spirit value. People with this level of spirit value wouldn't even be sent to District 103 but rather to the military district to be used as necessary "weapons." "No," Davis said calmly. "I'm never wrong." Ford choked, and Davis asked, "How much of your helmet data did you analyze?" Ford looked back at his screen and said, "1253." Davis: "That's right. Normally, within 100 differences between helmet data and my side of the sampling, she's an s-rank mental value." "Accurate?" Lynn asked. "I guarantee it." Davis glanced at Janet on the screen and said, "She might have real numbers a little higher than that, but the error is not that big." It would only be higher, not lower. "I can see why she's recovering so quickly. It's the only one in Sector 103 that's S-Class." Davis said, "This data would allow her to go into a class A contaminated area without any devices and come back with a smooth recovery, and go into a class S or higher contaminated area and come back without brain damage." This means that Janet walks sideways in contaminated areas below level a, goes in at level s, and doesn't turn out to be a fool. Davis told Lynn, "You may have picked the treasure this time." Lynn didn't pick it. It sifted it. There's a camera in the research room, like a cold eye surveying the crowd, and Lynn couldn't figure out what "it" was trying to do when she glanced at it. Lynn held her arm in thought and tapped her index finger on her upper arm as she wondered how to report it. Should she tell the truth? If she reported it, it could lead to a lot of trouble. This trouble could be not only for Janet but also for the 103rd District Cleaning Center. Lynn asked, "What about the body counts?" This statement was a formality. Lynn was cautious and wanted to know the full range of data. People with high mental values weren't physically poor; otherwise, it would be difficult to support such high mental values. "One moment." Ford and Davis began to observe the various data. The body function data collection was more troublesome: the torso, organs, blood, all the cells of the body, and so on. The data collection was meticulous to the extreme. It took about half an hour before Lynn got the report she wanted. While the report was generated, Ford and Davis put down what they were doing and waited patiently. Janet's mental value was too high; if the physical data was equally high, with this qualification, the cleaning center couldn't even keep her; she should go to the first military region. She could also hang half of the hunters if the physical stats were average. Squeak. A long list of reports spit out of the printer. Davis read it first, thinking she'd misread it, then again. Next to him, Ford was anxious to get the report card from Davis' side. He reacted even more than Davis, "Are you sure the data is right?" Ford was undeterred. He measured again and printed the data once. Same data, correct? Ford slumped in his chair, unable to figure out why this was too strange. How could this be? "What's wrong?" Lynn asked. Davis rubbed his brow and sighed, "Thought it was a good one, shame." "Janet's physical stats are far below normal. She has a disability, and it's hard to say if she'll survive more than a year without outside intervention." In other words, Janet was a dying person. Lynn frowned as she subconsciously looked at Janet on the screen, only to see Janet studying the room. It should have sensed the danger already. But she just turned on the TV and watched a boring serial for a while, then yawned and fell asleep. Janet knew she was being watched and analyzed behind her back, but her danger radar wasn't going off. Which meant there wasn't much danger. Janet covered her head. Her rule of survival had always been that as long as she wasn't dead, nothing was more important than sleep. People in the lab: "....."