"Hey, hey, can you hear me? Are my settings correct?"
"You can hear me, Miss Muirseth."
"That's good. I just came here from there, and I have to get familiar with many instruments again. Evefu helped debug this instrument. She has changed a lot, but it seems that you are the same."
"Well, the ore disease has been cured since arriving here, and even the hearing system has been repaired."
"Congratulations. I think back when you batch of Originium Disease patients were listed in the first order, Seria was quite resistant. It's really hard to believe that another world can cure the Originium Disease."
"At the moment after the healing is completed, everyone has no sense of reality. Some people are not used to the appearance of no crystals on the skin. Ah, the transmission is completed. Miss Muirseth, have you passed the basic training? The chart here is used to it. It may be different from the time of Rhine life."
"They are all rivers extending under a tree-like civilization. What's the difference? Let me take a look...? Why does it look like the energy report of a collapsed body? Is this the difference you are talking about?"
"Uh... No. That part is indeed true, and even the seniors recognized quite a few similarities, especially in the nature of infection and assimilation."
"Collapse bodies that are less violent in nature...are found throughout the entire civilization gathering place and even along the mountains and rivers...I begin to agree with Seria's original thoughts. The other world is indeed dangerous."
"That's not how I understand it, Miss Mulsyth."
"What did this gentleman say?"
"Negative energy is just the shadow left by people, and the shadow is always thinner than the human body. So much negative energy represents more people."
Saying this to the woman with long flaxen green hair on the screen, the young man with black hair and white highlights turned his head slightly and glanced in the direction of the camp.
"And their depressed and anxious hearts."
"In other words?" the pointed-eared woman asked as if she didn't realize it.
"In other words, they are just companions of the development of the human world," Omo also explained patiently, considering the other person's identity as a new time traveler, "Just as everyone has the opportunity to fight against their own darkness, those with negative energy In fact, siltation is not a serious problem, but the more negative energy there is, the more it reflects the huge number of inhabitants of the earth."
"Although the population itself cannot represent anything, on the premise that not everyone is a high-intensity negative energy generator, these negative energies do not represent a direct danger, but an abstract social problem."
"It doesn't sound like it's much better," the girl with long flaxen green hair said with a slightly troubled smile on her face, "human beings in this world are also having a hard time."
"You are born to fight against something, and you also need to fight for easy days, right? Miss Muirseth, you must be fighting against something, and you have a stubborn goal that you are unwilling to give up, right?"
After hearing this, the girl was a little surprised, and immediately glanced sideways at something. Then she turned back and stretched out a soft-looking palm towards the screen: "Rheinland Life, Director of the Ecology Department, Muir Say Si, you are Mr. Linton, right?"
It was a rather abnormal palm.
It’s not surprising that there are no calluses on the palms, but even the skin around the fish’s mouth is smooth and lacks friction, which means that there are very few opportunities to operate a mouse or hold a pen and paper, and this does not belong to a researcher. The way it should be.
Especially since she said that she had just traveled through time.
Miss Adele's hometown should still be a world where although there are many high-tech relics, the overall technological level is not high, and it is not like the researchers of the Terra Federation who have various systems that replace conventional operations.
So what's going on with her?
There is no information about the other party in the memory of the other world, and there are only sporadic mentions of the name Muir Seth in the memories in the forum.
Omer's mind was racing with thoughts. He stared at the other person's palm without hesitation, and tentatively explored a hand, and the two of them held each other's hands across the screen in a ritualistic manner.
"Omer Linton, Miss Adele's short-term academic advisor to the geological expedition team, is also the concatenator of the negative energy spectrum you are looking at."
"Serializer?"
"They are originally scattered energies. Only when they are guided by conscious beings of the same kind can they converge and stick together, showing the nature of one body," Omer said, noticing the moving figure in the glass behind her on the screen. Reflected, "And I am responsible for aggregating them in this observation, which makes it easier to measure."
"Does that mean you can control this negative energy? Just like those evil spirits?"
Somewhat suddenly, even Miss Adele beside Omer was stunned for a moment. Looking at the silver-haired woman whose forehead seemed to be surrounded by four corners at first glance, but in fact her corners were bifurcated, she exclaimed: "Miss Ceria?"
Omo, who was not surprised, just remained silent for a moment: "Let me ask, who is the evil spirit?"
This is not the first time he has heard these strange names. The Rhode Island forum did mention this term, and it was described as the existence of suspected alien space pollution. Omer was quite interested in this, but it was not Luo Mo's. As a Tokushima operator, it was still inconvenient for him to participate in discussions and inquiries.
That information was as fragmented as Miss Muirseth's information collection.
"I mentioned collapsing bodies before. The devil is the one who left behind those collapsing bodies." The person responsible for the explanation was Miss Muirseth, and Miss Seria, who had a strong presence in the memory of the other world, just looked at it. After looking at Omo, he turned to look at something aside.
After looking at it, it was probably to confirm that he looked like a human being, and that he was not wrapped in a strange coat, and now it was probably a screen or something... Omo, who could see that the other party was not interested in him, had to do the following Sad speculation.
But even though he is so sad, Miss Muirseth next to him is still mentioning the topic he is interested in: "It has the characteristic of 'cognition is powerful', which will corrode and assimilate all life. As long as it is observed, it will become a demon." The way it spreads, demons are a very thorny long-term problem where we are.”
That sounds more like a heavenly demon...even scarier than a heavenly demon... Renlong, who was paying attention to the interactions between those little humans, thought to himself.
Now that things have happened, he feels that the negative energy in his blood is indeed gathering and is no longer so abominably spread everywhere. Ren Long tentatively believes that the development of the situation is in accordance with those people's plans, although he still retains his head to stare at it. Omer's status, but more attention is paid to his actions.
Including the words he communicated with others and the people on the communication tool:
"It sounds like some dangerous meme from a higher dimension," he said to the person on the screen in words he couldn't understand. "The so-called evil may not even be considered a life, it's just a phenomenon. That's true. Same with negative energy.”
"But negative energy is just a pure spiritual force. Although the existence of controlling negative energy is not mainstream compared to other source energy practitioners, the number is also quite large. I cannot afford such an extreme title as a demon."
"Sorry, I made a mistake." The person on the screen apologized simply.
"It doesn't matter. It seems that everyone has a certain understanding of the evil spirit. I hope that this knowledge can also be used in the analysis of negative energy."
"Yes, yes, in addition to Ceria, I also invited Homer and the Doctor!" Miss Mulseth said two words, which made Homer turn to look at Miss Adele, and saw that the latter was also a little stunned. The name of the helper.
"But they both came quite late. I know that the doctor is still sorting out the volcano information from Xiaoyangfa, but what's going on with Hemo?" She looked at Ceria again.
Looking back, the latter's answer was very perfunctory: "I don't know. She has been inspecting the pharmaceutical factory in Jiemen District recently. She may have gone out again."
"I should mention it when I go out. It's more likely that I'm on my way back. Anyway, she replied before and said she would be there in half an hour. How about we confirm the final destination first?"
"Ultimate goal?" Adele was stunned, obviously not thinking about Miss Muirseth's forward thinking.
According to her idea, everyone is still analyzing the negative energy wave spectrum right now, so why do they have to jump to the final goal?
As a Caprini (subfamily Goliath), she doesn't understand the planning habits of elves (a common fantasy race).
He has an observational perspective that deviates from common sense, and thus often acquires the talent to obtain information beyond the maximum amount of observation. This is one of the reasons why Muirseth became the director of the company at the same young age.
This will make her perfect in her research and set her apart from ordinary researchers.
But she is not the only unique researcher here.
Ariel Tachyon, who had been calling other geological examiners unceremoniously to help her collect experimental materials, organize experimental data, and even set up an open-air research platform on the spot, was using the binaural micrometer While moving, he looked over and said decisively:
"Is it possible to create an instrument that can control and guide the flow of negative energy?"
"It's hard to say, but having a clear goal will indeed be much more efficient."
