Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 21 Opening the Door, Census
After being engrossed in the game for several days, Han Yi finally took advantage of the update to "Ten Continents Chronicles" to accompany his younger sister to get her hair done. Apparently, she was going to watch a movie with her girlfriends in the afternoon and play a murder mystery game all night, and warned him not to tell their parents.

As the lowest-ranking member of the family, Han Yi could only wait with dark circles under his eyes for Miss Han to finish her makeup for an hour before leaving the house.

"No, you were just sitting there playing on your phone while you were getting your hair done, why did you insist on asking me to keep you company?"

Han Yi looked utterly bewildered and offered a meaningless protest.

Miss Han's eyes didn't even leave her phone screen as she said matter-of-factly, "I'll ask you to pay!"

Han Yi took a deep breath: "Okay, okay, I'll pay for you. Can I go back and catch up on my sleep now?"

Miss Han reluctantly uttered a meaningless sound: "emmm..."

Han Yi skillfully tapped the yellow kangaroo icon on his phone: "I'll order you a milk tea delivery too, is that alright?"

"OK!"

While ordering milk tea, Han Yi couldn't help but mutter, "What sins did I commit to deserve a living father like you..."

Miss Han raised her voice: "Hmm?"

"Well, I told you I'm so sleepy. I ordered you milk tea, I'm going back to catch up on some sleep now!"

After speaking, Han Yi didn't give his sister any time to react. He took three steps at a time and strode out of the barbershop as if some ferocious beast was chasing him.

……

After finally getting home, Han Yi turned on the air conditioner and just took an ice cream out of the refrigerator when he heard a knock on the door.

That's strange. Normally, no one would come to visit. Even friends, who doesn't call or text beforehand these days?

Despite his confusion, Han Yi, a grown man, didn't immediately think of any scary stories, so he asked loudly, "Who is it?"

Then, a strange, indistinct sound came from outside the door, followed by a strong, middle-aged woman's voice: "Open the door, it's the census!"

"Household registration census?"

This was the first time Han Yi had ever encountered such a situation in his life; he had only heard of it before.

However, censuses don't seem to be conducted very often, so Han Yi didn't think much of it and opened the door while holding the ice cream.

But what came into view was a kind-looking, short-haired middle-aged woman, whose demeanor resembled that of a university professor who taught political science. Behind her stood three tall, burly young men, all standing ramrod straight, heads held high, like...like a military parade...

"You...you people," Han Yi stammered, instinctively sensing something was wrong, "No, no, you, you're conducting a census?"

“Young student, we are from… My surname is Wang, and this is my personal identification. You can call me Aunt Wang.” Aunt Wang smiled kindly, then took out a somewhat intimidating identification and said, “We came here specifically to find you. I just made a little joke, I hope you don’t mind. Here’s the thing, we have a research project that needs your participation. Of course, it’s voluntary, but in addition to the bonus, you will also receive some academic credits, so we hope you can consider it.”

"Me, here, up here?"

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, then became wary again: "You guys aren't scammers, are you?" Aunt Wang was amused by Han Yi's straightforward question. She wasn't angry and still smiled and said, "Haha, young student, you're quite vigilant, that's a good thing. Here, you can call your advisor and ask him. He should have received the notification too, which can corroborate what I said."

"Oh, oh, let me ask..."

Han Yi, who had never experienced anything like this before, had completely lost his mind. He subconsciously listened to Aunt Wang and took out his phone. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned on the screen, he received a call from his counselor.

The sudden ringing of his cell phone startled him into a fluster, and with a thud, the ice cream he was holding fell to the ground.

In an instant, Han Yi was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself on the spot.

But under the pressure of the urgent ringing, he still pretended to be calm and answered the phone. While talking to his counselor, he threw the ice cream he hadn't even had a chance to take a bite of into the trash can with a heavy heart.

"Hello? Huh? Huh! Is this Zun Du fake Du? Huh???"

After imitating the goose's call for a while, Han Yi hung up the phone in a daze, then looked at Aunt Wang with an even more bewildered expression, revealing a clear gaze as if untouched by knowledge.

Aunt Wang smiled even more warmly, looking somewhat like the aunt who used to change the sheets for Han Yi when he was eight years old and still wet the bed. She said, "How about this, little student, let us in first, and I'll explain the details to you?"

As if waking from a dream, Han Yi hurriedly pushed open the door and apologized repeatedly, "I'm so sorry, so sorry, please come in! Um, what would you like to drink? We have... uh,"

Han Yi hesitated for a moment, then unconsciously added a little guiltily, "There's iced cola, iced orange juice, and... um, dairy drinks... and Oreos and cucumber chips..."

Aunt Wang sat down on the sofa very naturally and waved to Han Yi: "Young man, don't rush. We've already had lunch before we came. Let's talk about this project first. Come on, have a seat."

"okay……"

Han Yi sat very reservedly on the sofa, which was usually in contact with almost every part of his body, with a very proper posture.

Then, Aunt Wang gave a wink to the people who had come with her. Two of them immediately opened two metal cases they were carrying. One case contained a strange combination of various high-tech items that Han Yi had never seen before. They looked very sophisticated, and one of them looked very much like a home Wi-Fi router, except it had many more antennas. The other case contained a metal device that was several tens of centimeters long. Then, one of the young men began to carefully scan Han Yi's house with the metal device.

Aunt Wang explained in a timely manner: "It's like this, this project has a very high level of confidentiality, and not many people in the whole country know about it, so we have to take all the usual security measures. I hope the little student can understand."

Han Yi's posture became even more restrained, and he nodded vigorously: "I understand, I understand!"

After the person holding the metal device and the person operating the router-like box nodded to Aunt Wang, she took out a document from her file folder: "Here's a basic confidentiality agreement. We need to sign it before I explain it to you in detail. Here, take a look."

Han Yi glanced at it cautiously, but the long string of frightening prefixes that caught his eye startled him so much that he signed his name without daring to look at it for long. Seeing this, Aunt Wang gently reminded him, "Young man, don't be too nervous. Take a closer look. This is just a confidentiality agreement for the content of our conversation. There's nothing too outrageous about it."

Han Yi obediently looked at the document carefully. Sure enough, it only mentioned confidentiality instructions such as not disclosing the content of this conversation. The entire document was only two thin pages long.

For some reason, he finally breathed a quiet sigh of relief.

After Han Yi finished reading the document, Aunt Wang started chatting like a friendly neighbor: "Little Han, you must be a sophomore this year, right? Such a good age! I heard you're really good at games? Many classmates praise your enthusiasm and how good you are at games! Your advisor said you even helped him achieve his Glory rank! Quite a few of our young 'rabbits' (referring to those who are not censored) play this game too."

As she spoke, she pointed to the serious-looking young man beside her: "This Xiao Liu is a real pro. Don't let his serious appearance fool you, he often plays with his teammate Rabbit (censored) in private!"

(End of this chapter)