Ouch, what an unexpected bonus!
Ronan also didn't expect that the effectiveness of putting up the "Luonan Ruler" would be reflected so quickly. Yin Le's mental defense barrier almost fell down in a dam-breaking pattern. Maybe she still has a chance to repair herself, but at this moment, in the extreme zone that is deeper than the abyss, the magic talisman quietly shakes off two strands of "spider silk" to make up for the network nodes. homework.
One of them directly adhered to Yin Le's physical and spiritual structure, and Yin Le, whose mind was in turmoil, was unaware of it. And at the first moment of docking, some of the essence spilled out due to mental turmoil flowed out along the "spider thread", seamlessly connected to the "altar spider web", and connected with each other.
At this point, in Ronan's eyes, Yin Le has become a normally functioning "node" on the altar's spider web. Although Ronan couldn't tell everything about her, he could see most of the trend changes from the corresponding feedback. Of course, he could also make many more direct interventions.
On Mrs. Halder's side, although the "spider silk" can also work hard to stick together, when the altar spider web tries to further establish a connection with it, it cannot reach the core and cannot extract the life essence. "The winner takes all, the loser takes all." The operating mechanism of "or apoptosis" is blocked here.
If the nodes of the "Altar Spider Web" were like Mrs. Halder, this network could be shut down directly.
"This woman is amazing."
With this in mind, Ronan didn't care about the temporary setback. Instead, he became more curious about the so-called "analysis diagram" that he snatched temporarily. What kind of image would he have in the eyes of the "powerful" Mrs. Halder?
Since the diagrams were logically clear, Ronan scanned them briefly and had a certain understanding of the analysis results.
It feels quite complicated.
It was a little shameful, but also quite interesting; some of the conclusions made him ponder, but some were more repulsive; all in all, it seemed a bit scary, but after thinking about it again, he felt a little complacent inexplicably.
Overall, he still thinks it makes sense.
It turns out that I am such a person! Is it good or bad? It should be okay...
"Boss." Eighty kilometers away, Yin Le spoke in a hoarse voice. His breath was so weak and dry that it was almost unsustainable. Her mind is still a little groggy now, and she doesn't dare to think about the consequences of her bad reaction.
"Don't think too much." Mrs. Halder said calmly, "Some things are about coincidence. It's easy for us to get this information, and it doesn't matter if we give it away... Mr. Luo is not a person who cares about everything."
This was said to both sides at the same time.
Ronan had already "taken leave" before, but if he really wanted to fight back again, there would be no access control fence in this area of Xia City that could stop him.
In fact, Ronan is still "paying attention".
Mrs. Halder smiled slightly and didn't seem to mind Yin Le's major mistake at all. She also didn't care about Ronan's possible negative feedback. She still had the leisure to continue making a small analysis: "Mr. Luo's age is already too late." At the end of adolescence, the personality will be undecided, and there is nothing wrong with having a clear self-understanding.
"Furthermore, judging from the intelligence, because he had been taking medication to modify his nervous system during the most critical years of his secondary development, Mr. Luo's hormone secretion was chaotic and his development was lagging... The body affects the mind, and even if his personality changes drastically later, It's natural. Why bother yourself for the destined change?"
Apparently, Mrs. Halder also noticed Yin Le's poor state and began to relieve her stress, and even teased Ronan by the way.
This probably means that someone is still an unfinished and undetermined child?
Ronan didn't know what attitude to take in response. Oh, now that he was the one "saying goodbye", he should pretend not to hear.
After finally completing his psychological construction, a smile suddenly came from beside him: "Mr. Luo, those words before may have been a bit offensive, but after all, they are all variables. You must not be careless or have any rebellious mentality. Forcibly changing your personality may not be possible. What a good thing."
"..."
Ronan turned his head silently and saw Fei Jin on one side, with a subtle and incomprehensible smile on his youthful and beautiful face. and Mrs. Halder, who is eighty kilometers away, form a similar but contradictory synchronized picture.
Is this a counterattack?
Ronan really didn't expect that the other party would still use Fei Jin's "old channel". Just as he was frowning, Fei Jin's eyes, which had been in a trance and confusion, regained their aura, and after a gentle sweep, they stopped in front of Ronan. on a glowing virtual workspace.
There is a sketch by Ronan. Although it is only an outline and the face is still a mess of lines, the demeanor of a mature woman on the rocking chair has been revealed, and it forms a clear correspondence with the situation eighty kilometers away.
The women on both sides are different in age and appearance, but their words and charms are synchronized at this moment: "Mr. Luo, are you interested in me?"
"...So be it."
Ronan was embarrassed at first, but then he thought again, you broke me into three pieces and put them on the chart and tossed them back and forth, but you still can't help me make a portrait for you?
As soon as the idea came to him, he also added something more formal: "There are many things about Madam that can be painted."
Yin Le opened his eyes wide and subconsciously held his breath.
Mrs. Halder remained calm: "According to the information, when Mr. Luo first entered the industry, he was a 'psychic' who practiced painting and was very effective. I wonder if there is anything special about this painting?"
"Well, I would say there is."
Ronan looked back at the unfinished painting and wanted to use it to fight back, but he couldn't lose his momentum. But at this point, the words in my heart are like this unsustainable sketch, stuck in the middle and unable to evolve any further.
The sketch is still the same sketch, but the ideas and structure when he first started writing have been replaced beyond recognition by the continuously changing impressions.
Of course, it is now easy for Ronan to simply make a sketch, and he can outline the charm of Mrs. Halder with just a few strokes. But the problem is that Ronan's purpose has never been a simple sketch, but a comprehensive reproduction and refinement from multiple angles based on the core of mental telepathy - compared with his own requirements, this draft is too far behind.
Mrs. Halder's foundation is much more complicated and deeper than what he realized when he first started writing.
At this moment, Ronan suddenly felt like a stupid student who was nearing the end of the exam but still hadn't finished answering the questions. Invisible pressure was quietly growing, and by the time he realized it, it had already become quite large.
How awesome!
This is not the first time Ronan has expressed such emotion, but his imagination is much bigger than last time: maybe this is Mrs. Halder's ruler to probe into his heart!
Mrs. Halder gave Ronan a heads-up.
When he probes the "Luo Nan Ruler" into the hearts of others, others will also have a reaction force. Some are insignificant and unable to form, such as Hedong Tower, Yue Qi, and Yin Le; some are much stronger and more powerful, like Mrs. Halder.
With all kinds of forces coming together and squeezing together, there will naturally be pressure. Mrs. Halder is only the most obvious one, and other reaction forces, neat or fine, are still gathering.
In fact, Ronan has already had a similar experience. When the "Altar Spider Web" was just erected, there were "taxes and fees" on the energy flowing through it. Even if each share was only a fraction, there was still a huge amount of profit when the little was added up. These gains are of course a kind of positive feedback, but the huge accumulation itself is pressure. Fortunately, Ronan had a series of diversion channels such as the Magic Talisman, the Blood Soul Temple, and the Soul Cloak, so that he would not be overwhelmed. He himself only needs a little bit of "remaining leakage" to continue to support the divine wheel Bingyang, give the body wheel enough driving force, and maintain rapid progress.
This is already the case for positive feedback, but for negative feedback... well, from a higher level, feedback is not divided into positive and negative, only how it is handled.
Look at Mrs. Halder. What she did in response to Ronan's previous aggressive pressure was to digest and reuse it, just like a huge furnace, smelting out the most suitable materials for herself.
Huh? Speaking of which, the approaches on both sides are similar!
It's just Mrs. Halder's method of "transforming negative interference forces" that Ronan needs to think about and learn.
But the most important thing now is that after Ronan thought about it for a while, he finally caught a glimmer of inspiration. Maybe his awkward silence was a bit long, but it didn't matter. With the flick of the pen tip, the temporarily blocked thoughts were opened up, and he finally filled in the virtual workspace that had been vacant for a long time.
Ronan did nothing else but focus on strengthening the contrast between light and dark, so that the dark side of Mrs. Halder sitting calmly in the work has more tension, so that it appears slightly distorted, like It is a furnace that emits high temperature to the outside. The pupils half hidden in the dark side are the red fire doors, as if high-temperature flames may be sputtered from it at any time.
"Wow."
Fei Jin sighed softly beside her. Of course, this was in sync with her controller, but after that, nothing happened.
The corners of Ronan's mouth curled up. Some things really made sense. When his sketch was completed, the impression that had been vague and changeable suddenly became clear and clear. In particular, the "spider thread" that was always tossing around Mrs. Halder's periphery, its tactile feedback also became real: it was really like touching a hot furnace sealed by flesh and blood. You can feel the hot and surging energy inside, but that energy is highly ordered, and almost every bit has a clear flow.
He kind of got it.
At this time, the door sounded from the other side of the house, and within two seconds, someone knocked on the French glass door of the balcony: "Mr. Luo, is it convenient?"
On the other side of the glass door was He Yueyin.
"Oh, Sister Yueyin, please come in." Ronan responded quickly.
At this time, Fei Jin stretched out his hand and touched his chest lightly, and bowed to him: "This one has returned to its original owner. What she needs now is to have a good sleep... You can borrow the bedroom, and you can do whatever you want with it."
Fei Jin smiled brightly, then turned around and passed by He Yueyin. The eyes of the two people rubbed against each other in the void. It was not sparks, but there was a dullness and coldness like ice and cold water surging and colliding.
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