Ronan's figure suddenly froze. At this time, he returned to his normal standing posture, just staring ahead blankly, as if there was an unmistakable image in front of him, attracting his full attention.
"Hoo!" The octopus could finally breathe normally, and the feeling of restraint all over his body disappeared.
Who is suffering from hysteria? Why do I feel like a ghost is haunting me? He wanted to complain, but now the whole hall was filled with another kind of suffocating atmosphere.
Some of the people looked at Ronan, and some looked in front of Ronan, but no one could understand what was there.
However, Ronan was still making some moves at this time. He stretched out his hand, his index finger slightly protruding forward, as if he wanted to draw something, but he still didn't start writing.
At present, Octopus is the person closest to Ronan. There is an inexplicable pressure behind him. He turns around and sees Maoyan standing up from behind the sofa, so he tiptoes over. The two of them are companions, and it seems safer...
Ah, what the hell kind of idea is this.
It's true that Ronan feels so weird now, and Octopus will never forget the feeling of his body's breathing being locked just now. By the way, doesn't Ronan have a problem with the intensity of mental interference with matter...is his cognition out of date?
Looking at Ronan's posture, Octopus couldn't help but feel strong curiosity. He glanced around and saw the surveillance equipment he had brought with him. It had a projector mounted on it. He had used it to watch programs before. He blinked, carefully moved over, turned on the drawing function of the projector, and then adjusted it to the front of Ronan's fingertips.
In this way, we can roughly understand what Ronan is describing.
Octopus also admires his own ideas. However, as soon as the position was set, a hand from the side stretched out and turned off the projector with a snap.
The person holding out her hand was Maoyan. For some reason, her face was a little pale now, and her expression was serious: "Don't seek death."
"ah?"
Qin Yikun, who was more familiar with him, shook his head and said, "Too sensitive."
Octopuses are also smart people. They understand instantly when they hear words and know that they have done something wrong. In this dangerous time, any information about Ronan's abilities should be kept as confidential as possible to avoid being seized by interested parties.
Even if they are all trustworthy, it is said that places like Gears have been infiltrated into a sieve by various forces. There may be hidden cameras in any corner that cannot be detected. It was just a matter of treating the disease and injecting drugs, but now he was recording Ronan's strange state and its results. This was all the work of a spy.
Octopus raised his hand to indicate that he had a brain twitch.
At this time, Ronan's fingers finally determined the location of the pen and began to wander around and draw. There was no obvious direction or trace. Others were completely confused about what Ronan was painting.
Maybe Maoyan can feel it a little bit, but the details... As the master of the temple said, the important thing is the details.
At this time, Ronan was digging for details with a strange awareness. In front of his eyes, the starry sky interface of the virtual brain app was displayed.
In the center of the virtual brain outline, countless stars are densely packed together, forming a bright star cluster like the center of the Milky Way. At the edge of the virtual brain outline, a stick figure composed of a few stars and their connections has just been moved here.
In fact, the original location of this stick figure was inside the virtual brain. However, after the virtual brain app was combined with the drawing software, Ronan's Gestalt blended with it, and the self-formatted starry landscape also mixed with it and changed. form.
After Ronan discovered it, he restored the stick figure based on his memory and placed it in the corner of the virtual brain interface. But he didn't expect that this cautious move would become the key for him to break out of his confusion.
What’s even more unimaginable is that the outline of this stick figure coincides with the mysterious pose on the photo of my grandfather and father.
Of course, the most important thing is that together with the photo, it clearly shows a certain form and meaning.
If it were Ronan in the past, he might still be confused about the logic behind this similarity, but now, under the impact of surging inspiration, he is like the most radical painter in the state. What he draws with his fingertips is what he thinks in his heart. .
When the savings were complete, he reached forward with his fingers and clicked a little among the dense stars inside the outline of the virtual brain.
The first time I "put pen to paper" was not on the edge of the star cluster, but in a certain area above. Although the star cluster at this time was a combination of self-form and stick figures, the stars were densely packed and the points were misaligned, making it easy to get lost in it.
The "stick figure" is too simple, and the photo has too many symbolic and simulated meanings. Only the combination of the three parties, relying on that moment of awareness, can extract the context and outline from it, re-invisibly depict it, and maximize the true meaning.
Ronan's fingertips went down and connected the stars, just like drawing a complicated constellation map.
He regarded this process as sketching, but it was more difficult. Not only did he have to depict the picture in his mind, but he also had to ensure that its lines shuttled between the star points.
This is difficulty and limitation, but it is also a real detail given to him by the existing interface.
Ronan was still in that wonderful artistic conception at this time, with clear ideas and constant inspiration. When the first stroke was written, it was out of control, but within three to five seconds, the outline was already vaguely formed. As time goes by, the star map gradually materializes, appearing as a dancing figure kicking its legs and waving its arms.
Just like the stick figures before Xu Nao, but more refined;
Just like the ridiculous looks of the two close relatives in the photo, but more abstract;
As for the brilliant star cluster, it is divided into clearer levels by these connecting lines. In its center, there is a dancing figure, while on the shoulders, hands, feet, chest, back, head, and soles of the feet, they are constrained into eight groups of still vague structures, like eight mysterious runes, surrounding it.
Of course, in the center of it all, the dancing figure is the most complete and mysterious one.
When the layers are drawn out and the outline is complete, the feeling of epiphany is not exhausted in the writing just now, but is like a big tide under the full moon, with the waves behind pushing the waves ahead, accumulating layer by layer.
Incredible power swelled out from this figure. Ronan was shocked to realize at this moment that this figure and the energy contained in this figure were actually in his body, filling his limbs and bones, all over his hair and fingertips, Everywhere, everywhere.
Because of this, it can almost be seen as overlapping with him, from top to bottom, from the inside out, and without being restricted by the physical body, with the ability to flow and change to the extreme, to fully interpret its form, syllables, emotions and charm.
And Ronan already knew that this was the word "I".
Although it is different from any other writing in the world, its three-dimensional structure cannot be written on paper, and its syllables are also unusual in articulation habits. It even involves mental state and various information changes on the spiritual level, which is incredibly complex.
But even if its meaning is simplified to the extreme and inclusive to the extreme, it is still the word "I"!
The word "I" stands at the moment. Regardless of its shape and sound, only the clear and transparent meaning can be seen throughout, pushing Ronan to continue to study its details until the epiphany impulse is consumed. All.
But until the outlines are clear and the complex internal structural connections are coming to an end, the driving force in Ronan's mind is still strong.
In fact, this word and this meaning are highly consistent with the concepts he has adhered to and followed for many years, without any deviation. And the details it presents, every dot, every structure, every change, seem to have been engraved in his memory and soul.
This is not to open up a new world, but to find the hometown in dreams.
Later, awareness, memory and resonance have dominated everything, and the gushing power is more like a river that gathers hundreds of rivers, advancing layer by layer without end.
Driven by this power, Ronan has ignored everything he knows and feels, and only thinks about the word "I". Gradually, all the complicated details were exhausted, and the area to be touched became narrower and narrower. Unknowingly, he suddenly reached some indescribable limit, and his passionate power suddenly hit the indestructible high wall of the dam, and with a crash A violent earthquake, followed by a sharp contraction.
The starry sky on the virtual brain interface instantly collapsed and condensed into a point, and all of Ronan's perceptions and consciousness collapsed simultaneously. I don't know how long it took, but in the chaos, a crack suddenly opened.
A thread goes through the vastness, a thread leads to the dim light, a thread goes through existence and nothingness.
Three straight lines intersected and penetrated, just above the origin that collapsed to the limit, like a coordinate system, but it was not mathematics, but a kind of intuition.
The unique information structure just goes from points to lines, then expands from lines to surfaces, then becomes three-dimensional space, and continues to change. In this process, new concepts are being manifested layer by layer inside and outside Xia City, the surrounding seas and wilderness, as well as the billions of creatures that live and thrive there.
These objectively existing things, creatures, and changes seem to have been repainted by an outstanding painter, presenting an incredibly vivid form.
Ronan's horizons were broadened again, and he observed all this with novelty and astonishment. It seems that every detail contains enough information, and there are more subtle things, which are presented within the scope of his soul cloak covering and observing.
It's like... like countless fragile bubbles, most of which are not fixed at all, or even really formed. Even if they show colorful colors, they are still disillusioned in large areas and formed in large areas in a very short period of time.
Ronan looked at these as if he were watching the undulating sea surface near the coast. The astonishing number of those bubbles that push and die have indeed formed a scale as large as the sea, and painted the world with dazzling colors.
Although it was the first time he witnessed such a strange scene, he had a strong feeling and finally formed a judgment, even though it was completely different from his usual understanding:
This is...the spiritual world!
Just as he was about to take a closer look, suddenly there was a strong, cold force, like a flying peak, forcefully crashing into it, causing this gorgeous scenery to shake violently. Here, familiar thoughts appear:
"You prepare your lessons very carefully."
(End of chapter)
