Raven's figure disappeared into the chaotic void again, and she didn't know when she would reappear.
Panting heavily, Ronan hovered in the center of the ambush circle, spinning slowly. The muscles all over his body were twitching slightly and he was sweating profusely. The life support module of the exoskeleton armor has long since lost its function. In fact, this suit of armor is already in tatters. From time to time, the outer armor and parts are peeled off, and then it is sucked into the invisible vortex of twisting and undulating surroundings, and is fragmented until it is annihilated. none.
During the training process, Raven never really hit the ground. All damage to the exoskeleton armor does not come from ordinary physical strikes, but from the distortion and erosion of the "ambush circle" and even the more peripheral "sandstorms".
This is a rule-based exclusion.
Even if Ronan puts on a hundred layers of armor, as long as their power, operation or even existence itself does not comply with the splicing rules of this domain space, they will inevitably withstand powerful repulsive and oppressive forces.
This is already true for Ronan and the tools he transformed, not to mention treating "outsiders". And this is the fundamental reason why the space here is named "Ambush Circle".
The sparring session with Ruiwen lasted for nearly half an hour without even realizing it. Even if the fragile electromagnetic muscle membrane structure could not hold up early and turned into fly ash, it did not stop. This seemed to be somewhat inconsistent with Ronan's goal of coming here. The problem was that he really couldn't stop the car in the end - he couldn't turn a blind eye to the obvious mistake before him, right?
Whether it is the "ambush circle" or the combination of exoskeleton armor and electromagnetic membrane structure, they are all key props used to deal with Gong Qi. The running-in and coordination between them are particularly important. Ronan has to make them fit together as perfectly as possible, at least not to hold him back in extreme combat.
True perfection does not exist.
Of course, Ronan wanted everything to operate according to established theoretical rules, so that this space would become a basically perfect and self-consistent extraordinary realm like President Ouyang's "logical world".
However, whether it is exoskeleton armor, electromagnetic muscle membrane structure, or his own body shape, they are all constructed under the physical rules of local time and space. In an "ambush circle" built purely based on configuration theory, there will definitely be There are incongruities, incompatibilities, and even conflicts in the underlying architecture. Every time a problem arises, Ronan needs to rack his brains to think of a solution or a temporary compromise.
"hiss!"
Raven appeared from behind like a ghost, and patted Ronan gently on the shoulder. Ronan was shocked, his physical and mental reactions were inconsistent, and he tried to activate the exoskeleton armor, but a small half of the back armor tore off, and then disintegrated without a trace.
"Huh, huh, come here first."
The physical exertion was secondary, but the loss of mental energy was the reason why Ronan called it a day.
Ruiwen stopped immediately and stood quietly in front of Ronan.
Ronan took off the exoskeleton armor very hard. In fact, after taking it off, this thing was completely shapeless and could be thrown directly into the scrap collection station.
"We still need to keep this. Let's go back and let the 'Flag Bearer' test it and make a practical analysis model. Please make a trip and help me apply for five sets, no, ten sets of components. Now that the problem has been discovered, It is necessary to solve it in time and strive to update the version in place within three days.
"As for me, I have to stay here for a while, at least until Fuquan'er is stabilized again."
Raven still didn't speak, maintaining her usual silence. She just looked over seriously, showing concern for Ronan's condition.
Ronan smiled and touched her head: "Don't worry, we have the same understanding. I will call you at any time, and you will be on call. There will definitely be no problem... Well, the focus of the work today is not here."
After coaxing and persuading, Ruiwen was sent away, leaving Ronan alone in the ambush without making any big moves. It is just a matter of using the power of the soul to make corrections to the "building block splicing rules" based on the various incongruous problems discovered before, and then using the inexhaustible raw materials of the surrounding configuration fragments to replenish them one by one.
This is a mental job, a delicate job, and before you know it, more than two hours have passed.
The surrounding gray space gradually broke away from the twisted and undulating state, especially the edge area that had been eroded by almost a quarter, and was pushed back again, basically keeping the boundary stable. But the internal construction mechanism has undergone subtle changes compared to three hours ago.
"There's always not enough time." When Ronan exhaled again, he really felt a little dizzy. "Fortunately, I also did sampling and analysis work by the way. Whether it's concentration, density, or specific configurations, There is really not much difference in frequency between the 'sandstorms' on both sides. If they are fully 'stirred' under the same force, many phenomena will make sense... Haha, the first verification passed, and you have one less excuse. "
Ronan accepted this result with a normal heart. He gave a thumbs up to some bitch god in the void, and then followed the rules of the North Shore gear and returned to the local time and space.
When he reappeared, it was already a narrow and dark space. This is the inside of a dead tree on a sandbank thousands of meters away from the North Shore Gear. It is a private space that belongs to his parents and him. It is also another destination of Ronan in Xia City.
The anchor point between the tree hole space and the cloud world is the lounge on the ground floor. Ronan sat accurately on the circular chair, with his back against the tree wall. Combined with the dizzy feeling of time and space jumping, it was as if he had just woken up from a nap and everything that had just happened was just a dream.
"It's a pity that it's not dreaming time, but working time... The second verification begins."
Ronan stood up, held on to the inner wall of the tree hole, and walked up to the second level of the tree hole at an extremely slow speed. According to the original design, this should be a workshop. Back then, my mother, and that person, should have let their imaginations run wild and get inspiration here, in this narrow space...
Then what? Is there any deeper effect?
Before today, Ronan would not have thought so much. But when he was in his grandfather's laboratory, at the end of the two circular corridors, he saw the architectural structure that although it had been twisted and deformed, it still maintained its general shape; when he heard the fragments of the past that Luo Yuan said, his thoughts He couldn't help but put on his wings, stretch out his claws, and re-anchor this place.
"Tree hole plan!"
Why a tree hole? Luo Yuan's explanation was "spreading dog food". That guy might also know about some of the North Shore gears and even the ancient tree sandbank, and the special emotional significance of this place designed and built by his mother.
But doesn’t it have a more realistic meaning?
Ronan came up bit by bit feeling the structure of the tree hole. He could feel the stiff yet moist touch of the dry tree near the water, could distinguish the strong texture of the biochemical filling in the middle, and even grasp some regular molecular chain structures.
But outside of these surface and inner structures, there are no morphological fragments that incorporate the texture of space-time structure that Ronan imagined and hoped for. Just like the laboratory in the wasteland, like the ambush circle in the cloud world...
It turns out, not really.
Could it be that I thought wrong?
It took Ronan almost five minutes to move from the first floor to the second floor. His fingerprints were smoothed on the dead tree bark. The accuracy of his mental induction was increased to the limit, but he still found nothing.
However, in the ambush circle before, the aftereffects of the huge energy consumption due to the induction modification configuration design gradually appeared. The fatigue and sleepiness increased, and there were signs of losing concentration.
"call!"
Ronan took another breath and opened the hidden viewing window on the second floor of the tree cave, letting in the night and the cool breeze of late spring. He stood in front of the window, staring at the faint outline of the gear building on the North Shore in the dim night. His mind went blank for a while, and then his thoughts picked up again.
Maybe, he really thought too much.
Pressing his forehead, Ronan began to change his perspective: after all, the symbol of the tree hole was too conspicuous, and Luo Yuan was obviously an insider, not to mention whether his mother and that person would hide the secret of the "Tree Hole Project" here. , even if he really hides, he may not be able to escape Luo Yuan's inspection.
After all, this is Zhixing Academy, a public area where anyone can come. It's not a suitable place to hide secrets - but isn't the North Shore Gear itself the biggest and best-kept secret?
Ronan's emotions and reason were fighting. He slapped his forehead and forced himself to be more awake and think about it from a more realistic perspective:
Didn’t the tree cave space undergo a secret transformation around 1987? Moreover, the reformer, who was suspected to have been a staff member of Yan Hong's laboratory at that time, used this place as a secret hiding place to do unknown things.
Ronan made a discovery when he first arrived at the tree cave, but later he had no clue at all. He had several guesses in his mind, but it was difficult to verify them, so he had to leave them alone. Now that my mind is open, I can’t help but think:
Could it be that Luo Yuan was the one who transformed this place and hid it here?
No, no, no, most intelligence now shows that after his grandfather's laboratory was banned, Luo Yuan has been wandering in the wilderness, continuing research on genes, cloning, human body modification, etc., and establishing a "Gene Exchange" A big black market that specializes in laboratory living supplies... He probably doesn't have the time and energy to lurk in Yan Hong's laboratory for a long time, and he obviously doesn't follow the "prototype format" approach.
Ronan denied his random thoughts and breathed a sigh of relief. But as his thoughts turned around again, a possibility that had been speculating in his mind suddenly appeared from the shadow of his mind:
Actually, actually, there is another person...
Ronan slapped his face hard with both hands, making a "papa" sound. He couldn't tell whether this action made him more awake or more confused. He subconsciously closed the picture window and did not turn on the internal lighting, causing the tree hole space to enter deeper darkness. He himself groped for the table protruding from the tree wall and slowly sat down.