Chapter 162: The Mind Controller (Part 2)

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Listening to Ronan explain Ouyang Chen's generosity with the theory of gears and order framework, here in the corner of the sofa, a group of people blinked, frowned, scratched their heads, with different expressions, and inevitably made some eye contact, the atmosphere changed. Gotta be weirder.

Zhang Yingying could barely follow Ronan's train of thought with the flash of inspiration she just had. She pulled a strand of hair and asked, "According to you, President Ouyang controls the structure of heaven and earth... um, space as an exoskeleton." ?”

"The explanation based on the format theory is that the format of the heaven and earth is distorted through self-formation, and the pattern of heaven and earth may also be explained as the coupling relationship of multiple relatively independent 'gear sets'. President Ouyang has changed their original distant space-time distribution... "

When Ronan said this, he suddenly got stuck. After a few seconds, he whispered: "It's 'time and space distribution', that's right. In this way, the lag caused by time and space distribution can be reduced."

here we go again!

Zhang Yingying touched her forehead with her hand and sighed silently. Ronan's state of talking to himself is very satisfying when used to disgust enemies, but it would be too heartless to use it on one of his own people.

Fortunately, this state did not last too long. Ronan raised his head and turned his face, looked directly at her, and frowned: "Then the 'Mind Controller' is the same as the 'Psychic'. As long as he is controlled by The kind that means there will be no end to your troubles once you settle down?"

The paper cutout sprayed with a pop.

Zhang Yingying's mind suddenly changed: Oh, that's really what happened.

For a thousandth of a second, she actually felt a little apologetic, and then she smiled and put her elbow on Ronan's shoulder, leaned half of her body towards him, and said in a buddy-like manner: "Don't Just thinking about it randomly, the time and space distribution of the gear set is a very interesting statement. Hey, isn't this the information that the people from the General Assembly want to know? Is it really okay for you to say it like this? "

"I don't say it because some people have a bad attitude." Ronan didn't think the "Logic World" was a secret. Maybe An Weng's actions were barely considered, but He Yueyin didn't remind him about this matter. Those people have no patience to ask...

Zhang Yingying curled her lips: "It's so easy to say. When I asked the boss about An Weng's affairs, she couldn't explain it clearly."

"That may be because she doesn't understand format theory."

Ronan knew clearly that the "boss" Zhang Yingying mentioned was the famous Emperor Wu, but out of some subtlety, he still made a joke: "In my opinion, the facts are very clear. Because of what President Ouyang did, This gave An Weng convenience, so he took the opportunity to locate a place that was originally very far away and took a shortcut to jump there."

No one can really understand his format theory and coupling theory, but the logic of the description is clear. Zhang Yingying and others can get a sense of the picture when they imagine the situation.

Ronan didn't want to be labeled a "mind controller" because of his confusion. He had no idea about this title, so he asked, "What is the profession of a mind controller?"

"It should be regarded as an advanced level of hypnotist. He is good at pulling and controlling people's hearts. He is very popular in various sects. The weaker ones can be responsible for missionary work, the stronger ones can become core priests, and a few of them are directly the leaders of the sect... …By the way, we haven’t learned this lesson yet?”

The speaker was not in the circular sofa circle, but the bamboo pole that had just walked into the corner of the sofa. He specializes in the study of secret sects. In the "Shorthand of Important Global Figures" course he gave to Ronan, the powerful members of the major sects are a very important part.

Ronan shook his head, he was not impressed.

At this time, he saw He Yueyin next to Zhugan, but he felt a bit silent and low-key.

Ronan's limbs were now weak and his body reaction was slow. He could only wave to the two arriving people as a greeting. Beside him, Xue Lei instinctively gave up his seat, but worried that He Yueyin and the others would be polite, he jumped over the back of the sofa and went to the back.

In this case, He Yueyin thanked Xue Lei, walked across the sofa aisle, and happened to sit next to Ronan with Zhang Yingying on the left and right.

The sofa was soft and the three of them were so close together that it seemed crowded.

As for the bamboo pole, he did not join in the fun. He went directly to the bar next to the corner of the sofa, occupied one of the only two seats, ordered another martini, and smiled as he watched a group of people enjoying themselves on the circular sofa.

Paper-cutting felt a little regretful when he saw this, and also wanted to have a drink. He stood up and said loudly: "Give me a glass of Rum Coke..."

Zhugan shook his head: "Save a seat, Baoyan will come soon, so don't bother with his size."

Then he waved to Xue Lei behind the sofa: "Leizi, would you like a drink?"

"It's not quite yet." Xue Lei is not old enough to drink, and public places are strictly controlled, so he can only be polite and insensitive to this kind of pastime.

With that said, Xue Lei walked behind Xie Junping and Hu Huaying.

The topic discussed here and the weird atmosphere made the two rich second generations look confused. Seeing Xue Lei coming over, they instinctively breathed a sigh of relief. Xie Junping asked in a low voice: "This is all..."

Xue Lei didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Still putting on a smile next to their paper-cuts: "We are colleagues in the same association, um, just like the occult research society like yours, the fields are similar."

Xie Junping said "Ahhh" twice, not knowing what he thought of, and his face was weird.

On the other side, after sitting down for a few seconds, He Yueyin spoke in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, because of my negligence in my work, this situation happened..."

Ronan didn't say anything. He wasn't angry with He Yueyin, but it was absolutely impossible for him to say "it doesn't matter" at this time.

He still minded after all, how could he not mind?

After witnessing the unlimited means of the General Assembly, Ronan's mind was now filled with the question of how to deal with the enemy coming.

It's not just him, there are uncles and aunts, relatives and friends living in Xia City, including the immovable "gears"... all kinds of bonds, it has to be comprehensive and considerate, which is an impossible task no matter how you look at it.

Before the forward thinking is clear, people's thoughts will naturally go back, spreading out all kinds of "if...maybe...", "if...then..." and other routes, as well as corresponding complaints, regrets, etc. Waiting for emotions.

Ronan didn't have enough energy to imagine what had not happened, but those vague emotions still existed more or less. With He Yueyin's straightforward apology, it was like unfermented bad wine, breaking the wall of the barrel. , spilled out.

He didn't have time to think about the words, so he spoke straightforwardly: "I need a solution, the hard work of me, my family, and my mother... Those scum can do anything!"

He said these words to Xue Lei, to himself, and now to He Yueyin. It was rational before, but now it's emotional venting.

He Yueyin responded in a deep voice: "President Ouyang has closed the association's Lingbo Network maintenance authority. Gong Qi and his party will leave Xia City tomorrow morning..."

Ronan wanted to continue listening, but something stopped at the end. He turned and stared at him: "Then?"

"The branch is studying relevant preservation plans. I will be solely responsible for the specific matters. It's over."

The corner of the sofa fell into an absurd silence.

Ronan was stunned, and after a long while he said: "That's it? What about the specific actions? Staffing? Is there any guarantee? This kind of thing..."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Paper Cut instinctively acted as a peacemaker: "Nanzi, it's not that the secretary is not trying his best, but the 'unrestricted warfare' of ability users against ordinary people is a worldwide problem. The types are ever-changing, and there is no way to make a plan." Yes. The secretary said she has full responsibility and will definitely take up the responsibility, and everyone will do their best, right?"

His intentions were good, but the more Ronan listened, the more his heart sank. He had no doubt about He Yueyin's sense of responsibility, but this feeling that "even his best efforts may not be effective" seemed to be heading for the worst outcome. went!

Comparing his feelings, Ronan also knew that if he wanted to kill any ordinary person in Xia City now, it would probably be Ouyang Chen and His Majesty the Emperor Wu who were guarding him at a level he could not understand in order to defend himself.

Apart from this, any conventional preservation methods are meaningless. Even if He Yueyin uses the army to surround the target, it will be of no use.

There may be very few people with abilities like his, but there is always a shortage of strong men of the same level and higher level... There are even the Justice Order and Quantum Company, where strong men from all sides gather. With corresponding methods, how can Isn’t it just “ever-changing”?

Well, why did he end up on the opposite side of these forces?

Ronan only had a vague answer in his mind. He didn't want to draw a hasty conclusion. He just took a deep breath, leaned his upper body forward, put his elbows on his knees, supported himself slightly, and lowered his head to think.

After the paper-cut's poor consolation, no one continued, and there was another long silence, which was so long that it was suffocating.

Speaking of which, there was no misunderstanding between them, but due to the huge difference in pressure, they lost the foundation for in-depth communication, making it difficult to continue this topic.

But there are some things that cannot be avoided. As a member of the association, Ronan could not be helped or protected by the association, and the upper echelons of the association even persecuted him. The differences between the branch and the general association, or a few promises, could not fill this absurd rift.

As for He Yueyin, she didn't want to say more.

Since she arrived at the association, she has been responsible for confidential work, trying to change the association's leakage situation. However, this time the information leakage about Ronan and the actions of the association are strictly her responsibility and her own responsibility. The biggest setback after retiring from the army.

She must reflect.

In this way, the two of them sat side by side, one upright and the other rickety, both sitting quietly. The others looked at each other, increasingly speechless.

"Hey, it's only been a while, but it's been so lively."

The sudden external force shattered the wall of silence in the corner of the sofa. As the sound was introduced, a rather eye-catching group of people entered this dark corner.

He Donglou was dressed in a straight military uniform, but he walked over with two beauties in his arms, carrying two beauties like vases, followed by an "old driver" who had remained silent, who should be bodyguards and the like. As for another "martial arts master" Feng Jiajun and his female companion, they were nowhere to be seen.

After playing around at the venue, He Donglou still preferred the atmosphere in the sofa corner, and it was just right to play some small games with the vases. But when I came back, I was stunned when I saw the black heads.

It is true that a few more people can be crammed in here, but it seems that it is no longer suitable for "playing games".

"Tsk, that's disappointing."

In order to create an atmosphere, there are almost no lighting facilities in the sofa corner. The blue light of water waves pouring from the central crystal column is the brightest light source.

The first thing He Donglou recognized was Xue Lei behind the sofa. That size stimulated his memory appropriately. He remembered that this big man almost had a conflict with his follower just now.

Recognizing Xue Lei, he glanced down and saw Xie Junping and Hu Huaying.

We all know each other!

He Donglou grinned and nodded with his chin: "You also know the benefits of this place? Come on, come on, make some space. This party is really boring, and the quality of the girls is pretty good."

This sentence made the two vases laugh and laugh. On the circular sofa, Xie Junping and Hu Huaying looked at each other and stood up at the same time. Xie Junping greeted: "Master He, I just happened to see you. It's too crowded here. Let's go somewhere else..."

"It's here, it's nothing to squeeze in. At this time, it's time to squeeze in." He Donglou is not a master who can be easily persuaded. Moreover, at this time, he also saw the link-shaped entrance. , Tian Si, who was sitting upright with his eyes lowered, had a dignified and elegant posture, which was exactly what he admired most.

Fortunately, it's relatively empty here.

He Donglou didn't care about the capacity of the sofa, which was almost full, and walked in with two vases in his arms. Naturally, he walked on Tian Si's side.

Ho Tung Lau can be carefree, but the "veteran driver" behind him must do his duty. While he was speaking, the latter had already keenly noticed something was wrong. He glanced around and saw an acquaintance first:

Zhou Hu.

The "old driver" opened his mouth to speak, but at this moment, a cold gaze came over him from the other side. The moment he touched that gaze, he stood upright and closed his mouth.

Although He Donglou was not a serious gangster, he already had a desire to hunt for beauty. When he passed the aisle inside the sofa, he deliberately rubbed Tian Si's legs under the long skirt and smiled: "I borrowed the beauty."

Tian Si knew from the reactions of Xie Junping and Hu Huaying that this "Master He" had a good status. He frowned slightly, did not raise his head, and only shrank back a little further.

He Donglou sat down with a smile, and was about to strike up another conversation when someone passed by and chuckled. The sound was very good, like a lark chirping on a branch, which made people feel tickled.

Xun Sheng raised his head, and He Donglou saw a young and beautiful girl there. She smiled wantonly, showing a mouth full of white teeth, without covering up, almost lighting up the dark corners.

Ouch, this is good!

He Donglou is at the age where he loves to play, and he likes this kind of magnanimous player the most. He immediately changed his target, glanced at the other person, and greeted him with a smile: "Beauty, what are you pretending to be..."

"The kept female student." Zhang Yingying was feeling uncomfortable due to the silence in front of her, and it was hard to say anything. Seeing that she had something to play with, she naturally cooperated. She hugged Ronan's arm with a smile and shook her head. He shook his head and said, "This is our boss."

"..."

(Sorry, I wasn’t sure when revising the draft. The plot is difficult to unravel. I haven’t finished it until now. This chapter is 4,000 words.

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