Friday, December 28th.
It’s finally the last weekend of the year in the Gregorian calendar. A round of Chinese and Western-style festivals has almost passed, and the traditional Spring Festival is still more than a month away. Students and office workers in Xiacheng can only look forward to New Year's Day to breathe a sigh of relief.
There are still three or four days before New Year's Day, and various businesses in the Grand Living Area are still taking advantage of the remaining warmth of Christmas to practice. Low-end recharge, high-end discounts, and refurbishment, we must dig out the last pot of gold in 2096 before the end of the year.
As the core area of the large living area, the high-rise buildings in Yundu Shuiyi have undoubtedly become the center of activities for surrounding students and residents. Whenever it's around dinner time in the evening, the roaring flow of people can flow from the underground parking lot of Shuiyi Qingshi all the way to the top-level observation deck of Aurora Cloud City.
Restaurants, which are usually tepid, have also been forced to introduce "reservation clauses" to cope with the huge number of tourists who don't show up. Compared with these, the teahouses, cafes, cold drink shops, etc. that are scattered in various buildings and serve as temporary accommodation for tourists are really difficult to get out of.
A group of cadres from the Occult Research Society finally found a water bar and settled down temporarily. More than ten people occupied two tables, making it very crowded.
Someone with sharp eyes noticed that there was a vague table in the corner of the water bar. Only one of the four seats was occupied, and he said: "There are empty seats over there. Let's divide a few people over there."
"Over there...hey, that person looks familiar."
"Nonsense, there are at least 10,000 classmates' faces in the living area."
"No, look, that person seems to be from our club."
"Isn't that good? It's just the right thing to do. If he could give up his seat more happily, I would be happy to give him 0.1 more credits." As he said, someone stood up and prepared to share the table, but as soon as he left his seat, his companion was Pulled.
"You're stupid." The companion squeaked slightly, indicating that the fool could clearly see the expressions of some people on the other stage.
The other table is relatively spacious, and there are senior cadres, vice presidents, major investors, etc. sitting there.
Among them, it is obvious that Ou Que's baby face is turning black, and his eyes are like knives when he turns to glance at the corner; Fei Jin, who is sitting diagonally across from him, is smiling with a subtle smile.
understood!
Thinking of the recent news trend in the club, many people took a second look and suddenly realized: Ouch, it’s the legendary one!
"Why is Ronan here?" Among the senior cadres of the society, there were also some who were worried about the world being in chaos, so they directly pointed out the problem.
Ou Que's face turned darker, Fei Jin still smiled, but no one really pierced the window paper.
Others don't know. Which senior cadre on this stage doesn't know the origin of the manta ray in the lake in front of the North Shore Gear?
From beginning to end, no one heard Ronan mention this matter, but when that deformed creature worth 50 to 60 million yuan was stuffed into the lake as an ornamental fish, it already showed the way and position of the person who had been forced to do so. .
All of the community leaders here have a fortune worth hundreds of millions, and fifty or sixty million is not a large number worth looking up to. But the reality is here. They have no ambitions for the power of the association. They just circle a laboratory and play by themselves. They have nothing to do. Who would go out to poke fun at this man?
Therefore, after a short period of embarrassment, no one said anything silly about "sitting next to each other and giving up their seats". They just pretended that they didn't see the person in the corner. A group of people started ordering tea and drinks, chatting to pass the time, and waiting for the group meeting soon. Activity.
At the beginning of entering the water bar, Fei Jin, well, it should be said that "Fei Jin whose body was taken away by the soul" had already discovered Ronan's existence. Coupled with the convenience of being a woman, her current position is exactly the same. It is the best observation position.
If you look up for a moment, you can see Ronan in the corner, including most of his movements.
It was through Fei Jin's eyes that Mrs. Halder looked at the goal she had been thinking about for a long time from a closer distance.
In the past few days, Mrs. Halder has become accustomed to Fei Jin's "tool", is familiar with its physical and spiritual structure, and has a general understanding of her social connections, while Ronan has been bored in the laboratory. Today, she met a real person. coincide.
Coincidences bring opportunities.
Mrs. Halder was observing the target in the corner while chatting with the familiar guys around her, and she was able to deal with it easily.
The reason why this can be achieved is that there are more than two "souls" placed in Fei Jin's body - let's put it that way.
The Blood Flame Order's secret-seizing technique is not a direct method of "seizing the body", but like taming horses and herding sheep, using fear as a rein and despair as a barrier to regulate the behavioral direction of the original soul and make it enter a semi-drunk state. In the wonderful state of being half awake, you use the instincts deeply embedded in your body to deal with most daily situations; when you encounter special situations or problems, you can then forcefully correct them.
This mode seems gentle, but in fact it greatly stimulates the burning of vitality, destroys gods and kills people. It is very cruel and the harm to the host is inevitable.
Mrs. Halder didn't take it seriously, and "Polyface" wouldn't let the man live anyway after the incident.
Most of Mrs. Halder's effective attention was now devoted to Ronan. To her, including Yin Le, who temporarily shared this body, Ronan's behavior was strange.
Yin Le heard the news and joined in temporarily. After observing for a long time, he couldn't understand at all: "What is he picking and choosing?"
On the countertop in front of Ronan, the virtual workspace was opened, showing many virtual structures like parts, fragments and even lines and strokes, densely packed, intertwined and even twisted together in multiple layers. Ronan took them apart meticulously, like taking out a ball of stitches or picking out a toothpick, but sometimes he seemed to add two more strokes, making the operation quite complicated.
"It should be classification work." Mrs. Halder carefully observed Ronan's operations in the virtual workspace, especially the last few steps of the multi-step cycle. "It seems that most of those fragmented structures are meaningful, at least in terms of ability. This is the case on a human level.”
"Meaningful? Does it mean the flow of interference force?"
"This should be the configuration he said and demonstrated." Mrs. Halder recalled the video materials circulated on the Internet and made a preliminary conclusion based on the comparison. "The problem is that the structural details seem to be very few from the Blood Soul Temple. It’s related, or maybe it’s too piecemeal... After all, in the field of configuration, not many people can understand it from his level, so I do believe that rumor.”
"Rumors?"
"The Order of Justice, the Gate of Truth, and the like."
"That REE nonsense?"
"Or what? Are these fragments and parts all part of his inspiration?" Mrs. Halder believed that there were geniuses in the world, but she had always made a clear distinction between accumulation and talent.
Of course, these are not the main points. For them, it would be really troublesome if Ronan's structural attainments were not closely related to the Blood Soul Temple.
Why are the chief and deputy chief priests of the Blood Flame Order trying to "connect" with Ronan?
Because the bones hills that appear in the Jintong Sea of Death are undoubtedly the shape of the Blood Soul Temple. Therefore, they suspected that Ronan had a close relationship with Morun, who "should be dead but is not dead".
On the other side, Ronan proposed a series of theoretical prototypes such as "cage" and "configuration". On this basis, he developed the "blood ring" and built a "fortress", successfully establishing a foothold in the Abyss.
This method, which was highly similar to the fundamental method of the secret sect, gave them hope of further improving the structure of the Blood Soul Temple.
At this moment, in a corner of the world, the structure of Blood Soul Temple has materialized - the terrible thing is that it is not under their control.
Therefore, regardless of theory or practice, they need to have a clear fulcrum and be practical and practical, so as not to be thrown away by a large distance and feel at a loss and not knowing where to go.
Exploration and interrogation, as well as seeking support, fell on Ronan at the same time.
In fact, there is an inherent contradiction between the two goals. Mrs. Halder dare not say that there is any perfect solution. She can only seek further contact with Ronan before she can implement a solution.
Fei Jin observed from a distance, and the chief and deputy chief priests were also thinking: given Ronan's identity and current situation, he shouldn't pose in a crowded place. He should have something to do.
Well, it does.
Fei Jin rolled his eyes, and out of the corner of his eye he spotted a "familiar face" who had just walked in. The person behind the scenes remembered it in particular.
Tian Si, a rare normal person who has a close relationship with Ronan, once served as a senior cadre in the Knowledge and Action Mutual Aid Association.
At this time, Tian Si was following an old lady, following her step by step.
The old lady was about eighty or ninety years old. Her gray hair was cut very short and stood up like a boy, which was eye-catching but refreshing. She is thin but has a rosy complexion, her clothes are dignified and conservative, her body is straight, and she looks quite graceful and cultivated.
When passing the two stands of Shenyan Society, a group of people naturally saw the old lady. Some of them shrank their heads subconsciously, but more people still stood up with their buttocks sticking out to show the most basic respect.
"Professor Pan."
The old lady glanced over and didn't stop. She just nodded. Under the complicated looks of a bunch of people, he walked straight to the corner of the water bar, where Ronan was.
As for Ronan, he was obviously too addicted to the "configuration fragments" in the virtual workspace. It wasn't until the two of them walked to the table that they suddenly woke up.
When he saw someone coming, he didn't even bother to deal with it and stood up in a hurry. Just as he was about to say hello, the old lady opposite had already asked:
"Are you Ronan?"
When she spoke, her words were clear and full of energy, a little louder than normal people. Without waiting for Ronan to respond, she frowned and said, "Like your father, you have contracted the bad habit of mysticism."
Ronan was a little confused and subconsciously said: "Can you not mention him?"
The old lady's lips curled up: "I don't want to pay attention to that guy either."
Ronan knew that the atmosphere was not normal, but he couldn't help but feel very fond of the old lady. Only then did Tian Si wink at him, and he remembered to say hello:
"Professor Pan, Senior Sister Tian, please take a seat."
This gray-haired old lady was Professor Pan Wen, the mentor of Ronan's mother Bu Qingwen and the boss of the school's design institute.
Originally, in order to avoid causing trouble to others, Ronan was not planning to visit at home in the near future, but the reason for his discussion with Tian Si obviously did not pass the level of Mrs. Pan.
