Ronan was slightly startled and distracted to watch. Finally, the "General Instructions" course during this period was not in vain, and he immediately understood the meaning of this series of gestures:
"You can use it during period B from tonight to tomorrow before the shift of this group."
Period b is the period from five to seven thirty in the morning, from when Ronan wakes up to before going to school. During this period, he had routine morning classes, morning exercises and breakfast.
Driver Qin's meaning was very clear, that is, he suggested that he take advantage of this time to get things done. Anyway, this group of people is on duty from night to early morning, so a temporary change in tasks is nothing.
Ronan thought, tomorrow morning was not an option. My aunt's home is in Nader District in the east. From there to Hewu District, you have to pass through almost half of Xia City, which is not enough trouble.
But now, they haven't left the Hewu District yet. If they make a temporary turn, they will be there in ten minutes at most. In the Blue Bay community, the most important things are a piece of pharmaceutical equipment, a portable refrigerator for storing raw materials, and grandpa's notes, which can be taken away.
As for cleaning...fuck it!
After thinking about this, Ronan changed his tone: "Okay, sister, let's speed up the pace. I happen to be in Hewu District, and there's no need for tomorrow. Now I'm going to make room, and take away those who need to be taken away. You let your best friend Come over and hand over, I'll give her an hour."
"That's okay, I'll ask over there."
As soon as Ronan's thoughts started to open up, his mind became much more flexible and he continued to revise the plan: "It's okay if she doesn't come over tonight. I'll change the security door to key mode and send it back to you. You can be the setter. Everything will be fine." .”
"Very good." Mo Ya gave him a rare compliment, "You went to Zhixing Academy. Although the hospital has many admissions, your brain capacity is quite impressive. Is there anything to say here?"
"...Get out!"
Ronan hung up the call angrily, but couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He nodded to Driver Qin and expressed his gratitude: "Brother Qin, thank you for today."
Driver Qin smiled and spoke for the first time tonight: "Let's go next..."
"Blue Bay Community."
Just as Ronan had estimated, it only took ten minutes for the security vehicle to drive into the parking lot of the Blue Bay Community. Driver Qin abided by his duties as a bodyguard and got out of the car and walked with him.
There are not so many accidents in the world, at least tonight is normal. Two minutes later, Ronan returned to the nest he had left for more than a month. This was also the only real estate in his name, inherited from his missing father.
What Moya calls a "dusting party" is actually an exaggeration. With a smart butler in charge, even if he hasn't come back for more than a month, the house can't be said to be spotless, but it is still clean and tidy, without even a human touch.
When they were going upstairs, Moya called again. Unfortunately, her best friend couldn't make it, so she could just use the "key" method Ronan said.
In this way, Ronan was not prepared to stay here for a long time. After entering, he went straight to the study and took out the three most critical things.
The black box on the desk, the portable cooler in the bookcase, and the brown leather notebook hidden in the secret compartment.
Pharmaceutical equipment and raw materials were destined to be disposed of sooner or later. Ronan didn't care much at first, but when he saw the originals, he suddenly remembered that at least half of the "property rights" of these two things belonged to Moya.
Ronan is in his early teens, and at such a young age, even with the education fund left by his grandfather, it would be very difficult for him to conduct pharmacy research. For more than five years, Moya's support was one of the most important reasons for his persistence.
Moya was right, he owed too many favors.
But things like today are not considered favors at all. Between siblings, who hasn't had time to use them? Ronan felt unbearable. The most fundamental problem was that he was getting further and further away from normal family life.
Ronan sighed and wanted to pick up the two boxes, but Driver Qin stepped forward to do it for him. With his strong physique, he carried two boxes like two straws.
"Thank you, Brother Qin." Ronan was a little embarrassed. He had tried to take it away twice but to no avail, so he had to leave it to him.
Holding the most important brown leather notebook in their hands, they put it down with their own paginated notes. They looked around the room and covered it with mental induction to make sure nothing was missed. The two of them went out and went downstairs, not forgetting to set the key to open the door. mode and send the generated electronic key to Moya.
Issuing the key is effortless and can be done in minutes, just as you are entering the elevator. Ronan let out a long sigh and finally solved one thing. No matter what Moya and her best friends do next, it has nothing to do with him.
As the elevator went down, Driver Qin remained silent. It was really embarrassing not to do anything in a narrow space. Ronan flipped through his grandfather's notes and saw the familiar and complex molecular formulas, as well as neat or scrawled handwriting.
He has now gained an introduction to "format theory", has a foundation in internal refining methods, the divine wheel and the body wheel are coupled and interacted, the soul power has surged to the point of being uncontrollable, and his understanding of spirit and body is far from what he used to be. With these things as a foundation, when I look back at this notebook, even though it is difficult to say "comprehension", the levels, angles, and ways of thinking are much richer.
He can probably understand his grandfather's thinking. It seems that the whole notebook is about how to use molecular targeted drugs to activate specific nerve cells, realize their self-growth and differentiation, create or strengthen neural circuits, and affect body organs. development, eventually forming a "self-pattern".
But this notebook is only an experimental record after all, and the relevant theoretical basis is scattered and scattered, and it cannot form a complete system after being compiled many times. So much so that the most complete theoretical overview is just a set of graphic words on the title page.
Ronan turned to the title page and saw neat hand-drawn graphics and scrawled writing.
The visual graphics composed of regular tetrahedron and inscribed and circumscribed spheres have been integrated into his soul; as for the sixteenth sentence "My heart is like a prison, my heart is like a furnace. My heart is called a mirror, and my heart is called a country." The formula is always with his breathing.
Having already achieved this step, Ronan is still far away from truly understanding "Format Theory". He was still not sure what the image and meaning of "Format Theory" and this set of graphics and words would be in his grandfather's eyes, in his mother's eyes... and in that person's eyes.
However, he suddenly had an idea in his mind: "The way I view the world is very different from ordinary people. It stands to reason that Grandpa and the others should be the same way, or at least very similar. I didn't have this ability before, maybe now Should we read the notes again from this perspective?"
Ronan picked up the page and pondered, but heard someone coughing lightly next to him. He suddenly woke up and realized that he was standing motionless in the elevator. The floor showed that it was already a 2-story underground parking lot. The metal door in front was about to close... The most important thing was that there was a couple outside the elevator. They must be making a big purchase. I just came back and was carrying big and small bags, looking at him in a daze.
