The next day, Zhu Cunjun was sitting in front of his computer, arranging the list of people who would go to the clown's place to carry out the mission, when the power suddenly went out...
Although there was an emergency light in the room so it was not completely dark and the power supply returned to normal after a few seconds, Zhu Cunjun still called the logistics department.
The main building of the Special Office is entirely underground, so I won’t go into details about its size.
Even if we put aside high-tech power-consuming devices, just maintaining the daily air circulation system requires power outages. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the supernatural power is, it will be useless and you will eventually suffocate to death.
Therefore, at the beginning of construction, an entire floor was reserved as an equipment floor to house these generators, water circulation devices, air circulation filtration systems, etc.
In addition to the normal power generation units, there are also backup generator sets. Once a power outage like the current one occurs, the backup units will be automatically activated after three seconds.
Because it is located deep underground, the superiors have never been stingy with their investment in the special affairs office, and the infrastructure used in the office is all installed against the ceiling.
To put it bluntly, even if the national TV station has a power outage, the special affairs office will not have a power outage.
This has resulted in the fact that the Special Affairs Office has never experienced a power outage in all the years since Zhu Cunjun took over.
Why is there a power outage out of nowhere?
The logistics department was also confused. They had people maintaining various equipment on the equipment floor every day. The motor unit was just inspected two days ago and there were no problems...
But the power is out, so saying this seems like an attempt to shirk responsibility.
When the person in charge answered the phone, he was rushing to the equipment floor with his men, and he firmly promised to find out and solve the problem as quickly as possible.
Zhu Cunjun knew that this matter could not be rushed, so he had to focus on personnel arrangements first.
Just as he had arranged everyone, he received a call from the logistics department.
"Director, we're really wronged this time," the logistics director grumbled over the phone. "Everyone we met along the way thought we didn't do our job well. Alas, we're taking the blame this time..."
"Oh?" Zhu Cunjun knew it was not a big problem when he heard his tone.
The work at hand had just come to an end, so I simply lit a cigarette, leaned back in my chair comfortably, and prepared to listen to him slowly.
"Isn't it still your sweetheart, Minister Lin..."
As soon as the minister started talking, Zhu Cunjun sat up straight in his chair. "Huh? What's going on with her?"
"What are you talking about?" The logistics director was also amused. "Didn't she have a physical examination today? She said she was charged with electricity. But when she was checking, the electricity was too strong and it flowed through the machine circuit, burning my bus..."
Who could have imagined this?
The Special Affairs Office, from top to bottom, could be considered a fairly large town, and the electricity required to maintain it was no small amount.
Minister Lin easily knocked him down...
"Hmm? How's Lin Fan? Is he okay?" Zhu Cunjun remembered that Lin Fan was supposed to measure the electricity today, but he didn't expect the noise to be so loud.
"It's okay, I'm fine, nothing happened. I heard that I haven't tried my best yet..." The logistics minister slapped his face.
Although there are countless talented people in the Special Affairs Office, it is rare to find someone like Minister Lin.
Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry to death!
"When she took the test, was she in her personal state or in the mecha state?" Zhu Cunjun asked.
"How would I know that? Director, I'm just reporting to you about the damage to the circuit. It's been repaired. The power will be cut off in half an hour and the backup unit will be replaced. Please pay attention to the notification then." The head of the logistics department hung up the phone neatly after finishing his business.
Zhu Cunjun quickly called Wen Ji again.
The reason I didn't call Ban Hai was because that old man was hard to find. As for Wen Ji, he was always there when I called him.
Zhu Cunjun breathed a sigh of relief when he learned from Wen Ji that there was no obvious abnormality in Lin Fan's body and that other biochemical results had not yet come out, but there were no obvious symptoms of electric shock.
People with electric bodies are not without special experiences.
About forty years ago, there was a boy whose body was charged with electricity and it was reported in the news.
Later, a children's drama was made based on him, and he became almost a household name.
But what happened next is little known.
The child's hair is always frizzy and anyone who touches it gets shocked.
Although wearing clothes and gloves can isolate himself, it is actually very inconvenient for his life.
Moreover, the current carried by his body is not very strong, so it is not of much practical use. Instead, it often damages electrical appliances inadvertently.
That would be fine, but the most lamentable thing is that this condition has had a huge impact on his physical health.
Just think about it, it is not a good thing for the body's cells to be in a charged state for a long time, even if it is a microcurrent.
So, this person, who was less than 30 years old, died of organ failure...
Zhu Cunjun couldn't help but sigh when he thought of that man's ending.
Since him, there has been no one with self-charged electricity in the Special Affairs Office for a long time.
Now that this situation has happened to Lin Fan, Zhu Cunjun naturally doesn't want to see it.
Even though being electrified could indeed increase Xingchen's combat power, compared to the pain Lin Fan would feel, Zhu Cunjun would rather she not be electrified.
Xingchen and Lin Fan are one and the same, yet they are independent of each other.
It might be okay if the stars were charged, but if Lin Fan was charged... forget it.
Therefore, knowing that Lin Fan was not electrified, Zhu Cunjun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't be too happy too soon." Wen Ji seemed to be unable to bear seeing his leader happy, and said coldly, "Although she doesn't carry electricity, she can plug in the switch with her bare hands!"
? !!
Zhu Cunjun was stunned. "What the hell?"
"It means exactly what it says." Wen Ji said as he looked at the record on the computer that he had just typed out about Lin Fan being electrified.
"Even when measuring with a machine or touching her skin directly, no electricity was felt. We also made an incision, and nothing below the skin, in the muscle layer, or even in the bones, was charged."
Zhu Cunjun didn't ask the silly question of how they could measure the bone mass. He ignored the slight discomfort in his heart and crossed his legs. "But she put her hand in the switch and nothing happened?"
The domestic power switch is 220V AC. If an ordinary person accidentally touches it and still survives, the feeling will definitely be unforgettable for a lifetime.
"Yeah, increasing the voltage little by little, from low to high, makes no difference to her," Wen Ji said. "Ban Hai even tested it up to 10kV, and the wire in her hand was like a piece of twine."
What does 10kv mean? Usually, the wires on concrete poles on the road have this voltage.
Basically, once a person is hit, that's it.
Lin Fan acted like he was playing around, making Ban Hai almost think the equipment was broken...
Wen Ji saw that Ban Hai's old eyes were shining with surprising light. He was unkempt, with a scruffy beard, and was very thin and irritable, like a Frankenstein monster.
This time, it's more like...
"Wait..." Wen Ji looked up and saw the latest data pop up on the computer. "Ban Hai has measured Lin Fan's upper limit of electrical resistance again. It's..."
After seeing the number, he wondered if he had misread it. He paused and leaned over to the computer to confirm.
Zhu Cunjun's curiosity was piqued. "How much is it? Tell me!"
Wen Ji looked at it again and again, making sure that the number was correct, before replying to him in a daze.
"500,000 volts."
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