Ronan did not continue to struggle with the ghost eyes. He shifted his attention and switched his consciousness to a corner within the coverage of the soul cloak. The specific location was a subway station in the Linhai District of Xiacheng.
His mental induction tended to the material level and locked an unnamed storage box. The inside of the box was pitch black, but it had no effect on mental perception. Ronan could clearly see the wide and thick iron hoops placed randomly inside.
It is retained through the imprinting of consciousness and transcribed through spiritual waves to form a readable image file. Now there is no problem with printing and displaying.
After doing these things, Ronan thought for a while, connected the magic talisman, activated the Blood Soul Temple in his body, and brushed a bloody light onto a bathroom in the subway station.
Soon, a figure appeared over there, whose image was none other than Morun. Of course, he is now Morun III, a puppet on the third level of Blood Soul Temple.
The veteran of the Blood Flame Order still looks like the last time he appeared during his lifetime, including his clothes, which are also made lifelike. But if you really touch him, you can feel the blood-like viscosity.
Morun III came out of the bathroom, walked through the crowd of people at the station like an ordinary person, arrived at the anonymous storage box by familiar means, entered the password, and took out the metal headband inside.
This metal headband is the iconic item Jin Tong wore during his lifetime. It is also the so-called "God-beaming Hoop" in the virtual brain system. It is the most critical component of the "emergency combat equipment" he created.
As the situation becomes more complicated, there is a high probability that Ronan will use this thing to protect himself recently. There is no point in shelving it, and most likely it will be revealed in front of others. In this case, it is better to find a good opportunity for it to appear.
Right now is a good window.
Ronan asked Morun III to take this hot thing to the gear building of Zhixing Academy, guard it carefully, and start studying and using it when he had time.
This series of events were all controlled by Ronan's consciousness. During this period, he also allocated part of his attention to the circular conference room and the bet he proposed.
The ghost eye will never be in its true form. Although it was shaken by Ronan's suggestive words, it lasted for a few seconds, but soon he rubbed his hands, squinted, and laughed: "What are you wearing? You Does it mean the original flavor of Emperor Wu? If that’s the case, there’s no problem in being decisive!”
Ronan would never respond positively to such remarks. But people who are paying attention to the development of the situation, both on and off the court, will inevitably be disappointed.
"You, this..." In the conference room, Zhang Yingying almost knocked down Zhan Ji's camera. When she was teased, her reaction was not so intense.
"Holy shit, I respect you for being a scumbag!"
"It's getting more and more outrageous. Can you bear this?"
"Why can't you bear it? Since there is a 'Gong Mi Secretary', why can't there be a 'Martial Emperor's Original Flavor'?"
"Fair and fair, I can't blame him for being an extraordinary species...if he wasn't, he would have died a long time ago!"
After a dispute between Xia Cheng and non-Xia Cheng's ability users, they suddenly realized: Gui Yan, an old and uncultivated man, is simply a do-it-yourselfer, or a hairy old teddy who hates the sky, the earth, and the air!
He doesn't have a position at all. As long as he makes things a mess, he will do what he wants!
The audience was deeply moved, and it was heartbreaking for everyone in the program team to watch. Backstage, the producers, director, and others looked at each other. It felt like we had entered a "mutual enrichment stage" with Teddy.
The sea area they are in is currently only about 500 kilometers away from the Xiacheng coastline. Do you really think that His Majesty the Emperor Wu will not come to kill them? When the two extraordinary species fight, will a boatload of men, women, and children go to reclaim the sea?
At this time, over at the subway station, the "shroud" has been moved. Ronan was able to turn his full attention back. He looked at Ghost Eye's performance with cold eyes, but what he paid attention to was: in contrast to the unlimited gesture, the one who never stopped for a moment to detect and evaluate in the special field.
From this perspective, Ghost Eye's attitude is very upright and cautious. Those dishonest words and deeds are just a cover, or in other words, his personal favorite rhythm.
Ronan didn't bother to pay attention to other people's hobbies. But now, the normal state of the classroom has been destroyed by Guiyan's "personal rhythm", and Ronan doesn't want him to mess around anymore.
Retrieve the file and set it to display status to display it in the workspace. The effect of consciousness transcription is good, at least Ronan himself feels it is quite clear. He knocked on the podium and motioned for Ghost Eye to look over:
"This is the only thing I have in hand, and I can't bet on anything."
Before Ronan finished speaking, Ghost Eye, who was five hundred kilometers away, felt as if his back had been replaced by a spring, bouncing straight from the back of the chair in an instant, and his eyes and nostrils were enlarged. And when the changes in these limbs and expressions were not stretched to the extreme, the other side had already spoken decisively:
"It's a bet!"
Ronan said "hmm" and cut off the image: "Then let's talk about the requirements of the gambling game."
"Wait, I want to inspect the goods."
"Didn't you see it?"
"What about the real thing?"
Ronan looked over in surprise, as if looking at a mentally ill patient: "You said you were betting on photos!"
"..."
The expression of Ghost Eyes at this moment was unprecedented. Some people in the venue couldn't help but burst into laughter. However, this laughter became inexplicably sudden.
The ones who were laughing were a little confused. They subconsciously looked around, but what they saw were faces that were either dull, confused, or stiff. In short, they are all expressions of abnormal experiences, and together they are enough to rival ghost eyes.
It was also at this moment that the atmosphere in the venue changed strangely. Some people craned their necks to look at the stage, even though all they saw was Assistant No. 1 and the Blood Intent Ring model after the image was switched; others subconsciously exchanged opinions:
"What is that in the photo? I didn't see it clearly."
"I, I probably didn't see clearly either."
Compared with the limited response time and number of people on site, there are too many ways to retroactively take screenshots on the Internet, and there is a foundation and atmosphere for high-speed diffusion and amplification.
So not surprisingly, things exploded online.
The fifth second after Ronan switched the photo, someone on the main forum posted a relevant screenshot. Compared with the clear picture, the speaker's thinking is obviously confused:
"Ah ah ah, did I see the crime scene?"
"This thing... I'm going to choke you!"
"Headband, this is actually a headband!"
"I was so scared that I was looking for fish on the ground!"
Several followers in a row did not even dare to express their judgment clearly, until a stupid young man tore up this meaningless cover:
"This is the one from 'Iron Hoop' Jin Tong, right?"
"your sister!"
Compared with the difficult but basically preserved discussion and resolution on the forum, in the live broadcast room that pays more attention to visual effects, rationality has long been kneeling at the foot of boiling emotions, trembling.
"Church, grass, grass, grass..."
I don’t know who took the lead. In the blink of an eye, the live broadcast room was flooded with the word "grass" like a waterfall. There are also some noises like "nothing to say" interspersed in the middle. The explosive impact has turned on the visual special effects again, but careful people have discovered that at this moment, the number of followers in the live broadcast room suddenly dropped by almost three percentage points, and it is still falling.
Some people lamented this: "The good days have come to an end, you have to work overtime until you die!"
"Wrong, I'm going to hell to work overtime!"
No matter what, both the participants and the spectators inside and outside the venue were trapped in an unreal dream. They instinctively do not want to believe their eyes, or enter the restless emotional field, and it seems that someone has swung a heavy hammer out of nowhere, causing tons of splash damage and a stun effect - its function With the spread of live broadcast signals all over the world, the specific impact cannot be assessed in a short time.
Of course, some people always stay rational and sober, and He Yueyin immediately contacted Ronan through Liu Er. The problem was that Ronan's thoughts habitually diverged from hers without looking back, and he only gave her a calming gesture.
At this point, most of Ronan's attention was on the spiritual level. Whether it's the "ocean" or "deep space", this deep and endless area is much more turbulent than it was just a few seconds ago!
Some people have forgotten to cover up.
In the "deep space" at the spiritual level, Ronan locked in a limited number of highly complex and stable "advanced nodes" similar to his - the so-called "advanced" refers to the blood ring and water condensation. In terms of the applied configuration of the ring, there is a high probability that it belongs to a life form of the extraordinary species level.
In the nearby Shangding Building area, there is only one President Ouyang. As for the further area, His Majesty Emperor Wu is also in Xiacheng City. In addition, there are three more.
Two of them were swimming far away in the wilderness on the edge of Xia City. The remaining one in the outer sea area happened to coincide with the Lanxiangguan program group. There was no doubt that it was Ghost Eye Cheyi.
At this moment, the "nodes" of President Ouyang and His Majesty Emperor Wu are still relatively stable, while the other three have become super active. They are like a suddenly accelerating vortex, driving the "curtain" that constitutes its own node, moving and influencing layer by layer, projecting various detailed fluctuations towards Ronan's position on the material plane - the most straightforward thing here is Ghost eyes.
This is not telepathy, but like a more advanced technique.
Ronan thus confirmed that these extraordinary species do have some ability to significantly span and distort the distribution of time and space. It's just that the restrictions are greater, and it's not as refreshing as direct mental induction.
Comparing the two, Ronan felt that his own sensing mode was more like a normal person with sensitive ears and eyes and all five senses and six senses.
Comparing the Format Theory version of "Absolute Observation" created by my grandfather and the various observation modes he continues to discover on this basis, with the sensing methods of the top group of powerful people in the world, it feels like a "virtual brain system" "It was put on the exhibition stand together with the mainstream earth technology - "a world of difference" I dare not say, but it is quite appropriate to get rid of a few streets or something.
This is not a distance in strength, but a difference in level.
Not to mention, Ronan now has ready-made "tools" that he can use.
Ronan's consciousness was embedded in the configuration node that had been successfully docked in deep space, and he immediately stared at the live broadcast of Zhan Ji in front of him, talking to the evil-minded Ghost Eye:
"I just looked at the relevant standards. The penetration time is 60 seconds under normal conditions and 15 seconds under combat conditions. You can apply for verification. Then I invite you to come for verification now. Is 500 kilometers no problem?"
Ronan's words were confusing and like a riddle, but everyone who should understand understood them.
People who don’t understand are also wondering. Zhan Ji's mind was spinning rapidly: "60, 15, sounds familiar. Since there are specific values, just do a fuzzy search...find the association's internal database."
Guiyan also wanted to be mean: "The photos are too funny, if they were the real thing..."
Ronan ignored him and turned to face the attendees who were still in a state of confusion and fear.
Now these people are his students, and it is necessary for him to let them get real benefits from the course. This is his promise to His Majesty the Emperor Wu - of course this promise has already been exceeded. What he has to do now is just the beginning and end that a patient with invisible obsessive-compulsive disorder needs.
Therefore, gambling is not a purpose, but a teaching tool.
Ronan didn't care whether the current "students" could listen or not, and forced himself into the previous teaching track: "A successful 'Blood Intent Ring' configuration should remain stable for a long time and not take up much of your time. Share of soul power. Most of you have done a good job, at least after a lot of tossing, you can still maintain the shape... If no one has any objections, we will do the last homework today and return to our topic: water condensation ring."
Frankly speaking, among the nearly 1,500 people present, not many could listen to Ronan's lecture. Even the group of relatives and friends in the front row all had solemn expressions, and some were gesturing to Ronan. Their thoughts had already flown away from the "Blood Intent Ring" and "Condensing Water Ring".
After Ronan talked for a while, he also confirmed this issue. In his opinion, this was okay. The focus of the circular conference room was still on him. The overall structure of the group consciousness remained basically unchanged. What changed was only the driving force.
The endogenous power of advancement was broken by external pressure and turned into directionless confusion, doubt and fear, as well as meaningless restlessness and excitement.
All Ronan had to do was to restrain it and give it a new start. Endogenous internalization is not possible, but external pressure is also acceptable.
So he put his hand on the podium, leaned forward slightly, and said with a serious expression: "Everyone, maybe I want to remind you one more thing. I just made a bet with Senior Ghost Eyes, and this bet will be completed by you and me.
"If I lose the bet, I will only lose a photo. But please believe that what you will lose will be far beyond imagination.
"On the other hand, if you win, what you get will be beyond the scope of your current imagination."
Under Ronan's calm and cold eyes, the venue was deathly silent.
Maybe not everyone understood what Ronan was talking about, but he successfully made everyone present feel his will and the corresponding sense of oppression.
Of course, that flash of a photo also acted as a catalyst.
At this time, the keyword fuzzy search results have come out. In the association's rigorous database, there are only a few answers, and the number one answer is:
Validation standards for effective effects in Yuan District.
Zhan Ji's eyes fell on this entry, and she suddenly shuddered, followed by a shuddering feeling of hot and electric currents.
I think people who saw these words through her visual synchronization lens felt the same way.
