Time passed silently in the midst of extreme concentration, and even at a depth of more than thirty meters underground, the sun and moon could not change the weather. Ronan only used the experimental mission as a criterion - well, it would be a bit shameless to say experiment now. He just followed the requirements of the virtual brain system and tried to use earth technology accessories to assemble usable combat equipment.
Ronan occasionally raised his head and saw that it was 2 o'clock in the morning on the 21st.
It’s already the winter solstice, and in East Asian cultural circles, today is of great significance. On this day in the past, family members would get together no matter what. But now, Ronan ran away with the lame excuse of "concentrated training". You can imagine what an unbearable situation it will be like when he returns home.
This thought only flashed in Ronan's mind, and then was overwhelmed by the influx of messages. At this time, the number of virtual or real interfaces in front of him has increased to four, including the projection workspace, virtual brain system equipment interface, user manual...
In addition, there is a self-test interface opened midway, labeled "Electromagnetic Striker No. 1". At this time, the self-examination progress was coming to an end, and the preliminary inspection results had been listed one after another, including relevant analysis, which took away most of his attention.
"The left arm module is completely damaged and must be replaced."
"The backup energy stove fell off. This needs to be recognized as a designed pot."
"The outer armor is corroded, please replace part of it."
"Combat blades, get two more as spares, they break too easily."
"Kinetic energy arsenal, large-caliber ammunition and javelin, the ratio needs to be calculated again, the consumption is too high... I suggest you replenish it nearby? Where is it nearby?"
Ronan scratched his scalp, his fingertips hit the already warm headband, and then he unconsciously changed the direction, and did this again and again. In this kind of cycle, the two large boxes of parts sent by Xue Lei and the others were originally classified and stored in the warehouse by artificial intelligence. At this time, they were dismantled into pieces due to his half-baked skills and ideas.
Fortunately, the military-grade artificial intelligence that he had rented at the cost of fifty honor points was still worth its price; the virtual brain system hidden in the external neurons even showed superior intelligence that surpassed many others. As time went by and the data collected became more comprehensive, the progress was finally on the right track.
By this time, it was already five o'clock in the morning.
The multi-functional robot shuttled between the laboratory and the wider open area in front, classifying and placing his completed works one by one. The sizes were staggered and spread out over a large area.
When Ronan walked out of the robotic arm jungle again, he saw the equipment area that almost took up 40 to 50 square meters, and took a breath: "Is it too much, and I can't carry it all at once... Flagman, calculate the weight. "
"Flagbearer" is the code name for military-grade artificial intelligence. It is the big housekeeper of the laboratory, responsible for the deployment of all resources and basic operations. It also talks about relevant data: "The equipment weighs 657.5 kilograms, and the packing weight is expected to be 724 kilograms. "
"Sure enough, we will be divided into batches."
Xue Lei and the others brought more than a ton of parts and materials. Condensed to this level, it was already Ronan's highest level. Moreover, there was a large amount of ammunition and consumables that were irreplaceable. Ronan stopped wasting energy and snapped his fingers:
"Divided into four batches for packing, each batch is controlled to be less than 200 kilograms, with the main structural components being given priority. Oh, there is also a remote maintenance system, which is also packed... This is calculated separately."
Following Ronan's order, the multifunctional robots controlled by the "Flagman" once again rolled their tracks and got busy.
Ronan was watching from the side, watching each piece of equipment modules and replacement components imitated, designed and built by him being loaded into the airdrop box one after another. It would be an exaggeration to say that I have a sense of accomplishment in my heart, but nothing can replace the solid feeling built up little by little.
Since the lecture on the 14th, time has entered the seventh day. During these seven days, Ronan was always preparing to carry out the most difficult assassination operation - he was setting up a guillotine with his own hands, forging shackles, sharpening knives, and preparing minute by minute, just for the last moment. The knife fell from the hand.
The one he wanted to kill was undoubtedly Gong Qi.
The spiritual transcendent who is struggling in the cloud world anchored by his mother is one of the top 100 strongest people in the world.
Although Ronan already has an extraordinary soul under his command, he will not overestimate himself because of this. After all, His Majesty the Martial Emperor will no longer step forward and beat his opponent to the point of being bruised and mentally traumatized.
Facing such a powerful enemy, he only has one chance to kill. Once missed, the situation will slip to the uncontrollable end, and you may even be counterattacked.
Ronan told himself to be patient and determined. He needs to continue to increase his bargaining chips, and he must also do everything possible to consider weakening Gong Qi's foundation. For him, the two are organically unified. In the final analysis, his plan is still inseparable from the accumulation of his own abilities and chips.
His "accumulation" is not just about sparring with Ghost Eyes.
Packaging of precision equipment is also a big knowledge, especially the complex environment that we are about to face, which puts extremely high demands on it.
With military-grade artificial intelligence calculations like "Flagbearer", Ronan is relatively reassured. So he put everything aside for the time being, walked to the living area in a corner of the laboratory, lay on the single bed, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
In the previous "Miss Two Thousandth" incident, Ronan finally knew about Brother Squidward and He Yueyin, including the fact that his security team drugged him.
Regardless of the nature of the matter, what Ronan values is the result. He saw that it was that drug that helped him free himself from extreme fatigue, reunited the spiritual light scattered in a state of high tension, and finally achieved a major breakthrough, which he still enjoys to this day.
So Ronan also began to adjust his mentality and work schedule, striving to take a complete rest time every day - after the lecture on the 14th, his rocket-like reputation and huge profit space have really diluted the "thousand points" The negative impact of "two" gave him room for buffering
At this time, Ronan meditated quietly.
In the visualization space that resembles the deep sky, the wonderful "I" structure composed of stars gathered together, as if a person was dancing, is blended into the same star-like visualization graphics, forming a dense group of galaxies, spinning in the void. , as if it were the center of the universe.
Ronan's consciousness also merged into it, embedded in the core position, and seemed to be wandering around, everywhere, and gradually entered the wonderful state of sitting and forgetting without thinking or care.
When he woke up again, it was already eight o'clock in the morning. About three hours of high-quality rest had restored his physical strength and energy to full capacity.
He walked through the robotic arm jungle again and came to the open space. Those modules, components, and ammunition consumables, plus the remote maintenance system he specifically requested, have been neatly stacked in six airdrop boxes, and the box mouths are open, waiting for Ronan's final inspection.
Ronan checked the list carefully to make sure it was correct.
Finally, he stopped in front of the airdrop box scheduled for the first delivery. The entire box contains only one module, and the overall outline is very close to the human torso, like an exoskeleton assembled into internal and external armor. But Ronan knew very well that the interior of the armor was so full of energy furnaces and transmission systems that even "Jerry" couldn't fit inside.
Ronan stretched out his hand and caressed the torso module. At the same time, a virtual window labeled "Electromagnetic Striker One" was reflected on his retina for final inspection.
Of course, this set of modules is not for human use. It is not a wearable device, but another design that is completely different from the idea of exoskeleton armor. The control end of this design comes from the headband worn by Ronan, which is the God-binding hoop displayed in the virtual brain system.
Hmm, I wish this thing could withstand more abuse. Even if it's just a transitional thing, it can't be changed every day... In the final analysis, he is still not a good enough designer.
Ronan sighed, patted the outer armor of the module, stood up, and the multifunctional robot already waiting on one side stepped forward to seal the box for the final time.
After everything was settled, Ronan picked up one of the boxes and tried it, and nodded:
"It should be fine."
The two-hundred-kilogram airdrop box, including various auxiliary equipment such as floating shock absorption, is only slightly smaller than the box Xue Lei and the others brought yesterday. Ordinary people can't really carry it.
For the awakened Ronan, this weight is nothing, but the next thing he has to do is far more difficult than lifting the box.
Ronan took a deep breath and sat cross-legged in front of the six airdrop boxes. He stretched out his hand to hold the first box ready for delivery. His eyes were half closed, and his mind suddenly rose. He suddenly passed through a distance of more than thirty meters. The ground layer also spans a thousand meters in the air, and a thought hangs on the twentieth and topmost transportation layer above Xia City, overlooking this giant city in the thin morning mist.
He could see that tens of thousands of high-rise buildings were distributed within a vast area with a radius of two hundred kilometers, forming the main structure of Xia City. Two hundred million residents live in this steel jungle, like insects crawling among the leaves and vines, and together they constitute the overall ecology of Xia City.
Expanding outward, there is the vast sea to the east, and the four satellite cities of Xiacheng are distributed in the three directions of north and southwest, as well as the more peripheral military defense lines. The outermost periphery is nearly 300 kilometers away from the center of Xiacheng. This is the entire Xiacheng city. The limit of the circle.
Looking further outside, excluding the outer sea, the inland areas are vast plains and fertile fields. Before the era of distortion, there used to be densely populated and prosperous cities, but now it is a wilderness where distortions are rampant.
There is such a clear boundary between prosperity and wilderness, but on a more macro level, it is only part of the planet's ecosystem. On a larger scale, it is just a tiny speck of dust in this side of time and space.
Compared to the majestic cities and the natural world, Ronan is an even smaller speck of dust, but now his mind spread out in the form of a soul cloak, has covered a vast space hundreds of millions of times wider than his own, and even started from a The unique angle breaks out of the constraints of this side of time and space and comes into contact with a more complex space-time structure.
