Hood was seriously dissatisfied with his family's overly weak mentality, but at this time, who would care about this?
Ronan continued to emphasize the topic related to "Stupid Sand": "The 30-meter line is your defensive position. No matter what, you cannot let the stupid sand pass... Well, you won't be so embarrassed that you use a direct attack, right?"
How dare we, the biological sons of you two bastards!
The next second, Hood straightened his chest and responded simply: "Understood, direct attacks are not allowed, and stupid sand is not allowed to cross the thirty-meter line."
"That's enough. Next, you can go back to your places."
"reset?"
Hood was stunned when he saw Ronan waving his hand. In the back row area near the "Old Sports Car Camp", a row of condensed figures suddenly appeared out of thin air. Similar to the blackboard writing that still exists over there by the seaside, but much sparser. Then we move forward, continue to increase, and expand coverage.
Regardless of whether it is outside the relatively stable formatted realm or within the realm of ups and downs of Qi, these illusory and fragile water vapors can always take shape and calibrate their positions at once.
The most important thing is that these water vapor condensation figures are obviously divided into zones. The intervals are roughly equal and scattered, just like markings on a slightly irregular chessboard...
Damn it, isn't this just a sand table?
Hood looked at the condensed numbers, ranging from "1" to "35". The order of appearance was irregular, and the positions were irregular, but the total number was exactly the number of Burners currently on the beach...
One place missing.
Hood blinked, and just as he was pondering and guessing the logic, Ronan next to him snapped his fingers, almost in sync, and above the heads of all the Burners on the beach, there was a slightly smaller number suspended, from "1" to "35" ”, everyone responds.
One more to go.
Hood subconsciously raised his head and raised his chin halfway when he heard Ronan say:
"You don't have point numbers. You are responsible for mobile adjustments so that the personnel numbers and area numbers correspond one-to-one to limit the distance of movement."
Thank you for your trust...Xie Nima!
"Yes, I understand!" Hood responded loudly.
Because of Ronan's continuous operations, there was a little chaos on Zeolite Beach at this time.
It should be said that Ronan was indeed the first person besides His Majesty the Emperor Wu to use the "Water Condensing Ring", and he had superb control over water vapor. Many people never realized that there was a code above their heads.
Doing this kind of operation in the formatting field makes Hood's scalp numb. He couldn't help but think, will all the Burners who watched this live broadcast have the courage to form a battle in front of Ronan in the future?
Well, this is a bit far-fetched.
The direct cause of the chaos was that in addition to manipulating water vapor, Ronan was also working continuously on the beach. He stood still, but wherever his thoughts went, the beach would bulge, collapse, compact, or tear, and be divided into vertical and horizontal sections and planned arbitrarily.
This is a god-like operation that would frustrate any controller of the "formatted field". But the most direct impact is that a group of military elites from Shi Xin and below are restrained, for fear of accidentally tripping... ah no, for fear of destroying Professor Luo's profound layout.
Just be content, soon they won't be able to move even if they want to.
Hood's face twitched slightly. Thanks to Ronan's observation perspective, he now had a concept of the macro layout. But it was precisely because of this that he truly confirmed that everything he saw Ronan did was based on strict laws.
Everyone has a fixed position, and everything is a chessboard and chess pieces planned by Ronan. It is conceivable that in his heart, there must be a more clear, real, and specific reference, but what is it?
While he was thinking wildly, Ronan glanced over, and Hood was excited, and then suddenly realized that he should do something, to organize the order on the beach, so that it would meet Ronan's requirements, so that everyone could occupy their place and be in accordance with the designated rules. The combination of chessboards creates the situation Ronan needs.
This job is easy to say, as everyone is basically a soldier or has a military background, so discipline and obedience are guaranteed, and Ronan has marked it very clearly, so there is no need to worry too much.
Especially when he saw Shi Xinhe, the "spindle", boarding the cabin in confusion under his orders and entering the super simple Dark Blue Walker test machine, Hood's sullenness all morning dissipated. Half.
Within a few minutes, the originally chaotic Zeolite Beach entered a relatively clean and silent state. All the "experimental equipment" marked above their heads stood where they should.
The "formatted field" formed by dozens of people naturally covers almost the entire beach - although it is somewhat unstable now, so that the suspended sand ball model shows a large distortion.
What I didn’t say is that this is still Hood’s responsibility.
Hood didn't even dare to look at Ronan again. With his understanding of the current domain structure, he ran around in various areas of the beach, constantly adjusting the energy and qi that swayed due to position changes to ensure the stability of the "formatted domain". Basically stable.
At the beginning of the run, Hood couldn't help but wonder, had he allowed Ronan to use this method to exclude him from the entire system? I have to contribute, but I am unable to participate in person...
But soon, Hood discovered that this was not the case at all. No matter from any angle, he is more able to challenge himself than those "experimental equipment" who stick to one area, has a more overall perspective, and is more able to see into all the visible and invisible details on the beach.
So much so that after running back and forth seven or eight times, he wanted to immediately apply to the laboratory for the "Apocalypse Array Authority Assessment"...
I've probably upgraded it already!
Later, Hood even felt that he had developed some new extraordinary power. He seemed to be able to see through the "formatted field" the deep legal principles behind the concrete... part.
The most typical thing is that he vaguely felt that each pile and group of the beaches and ravines that Ronan arranged on the beach had a meaning:
Specifically speaking, it is able to guide, separate, disturb or even gain the "formatted field" in some way.
But these are just grains of sand without any processing!
Is this also the result of the legendary "super configuration"?
A secret signal wave suddenly intervened. This was from the other end of the laboratory, which reopened the communication channel and gave him clear instructions: "Continue to observe and analyze the 'coupling' of the beach structure and domain space, and send back the results."
...Do you really think I have unlimited brain capacity? I have a small front end, and the movement in the corpus callosum is not as big as a fingernail, so I don’t have enough computing power!
Hood wiped his face. Unknowingly, due to a lot of mental exertion, he had achieved the achievement of "sweating profusely" at an untimely time on the seaside in early winter.
But before he could send his complaint back, prompts for temporary permission upgrades sounded continuously.
Good guys, Apocalypse Array provides proactive response support. Is this to enjoy Yan Yongbo’s supervisory treatment in advance?
Hood was worried about all kinds of things in his heart, but his mood was highly excited. He worked harder at his work - it was the same on both sides, and they complemented each other.
But after another lap, why does it feel like there is no change?
The vague feeling is still vague. There was indeed some progress, but no matter whether it was adjustment or analysis, he always felt that he was still floating on the original surface, unable to sink.
During this period, the support authority of the Apocalypse Array was upgraded again, and the movement was about to enter the overclocking state. This is the "superior architecture" under the supervision of Yan Yongbo, and it was possible to forcibly raise the analytical capabilities to a higher level.
The laboratory obviously has no plans to further open up its permissions. Yan Yongbo does not know where he is hiding in Ticheng, and he has no intention of taking action.
Hood's sweating situation has not been fundamentally alleviated.
He wiped his sweat again, and finally couldn't help but turn his head to look at the young man who was leaning on the front hood of the sports car. There is a thought going back and forth in my mind:
How on earth did this kid do it?
At this time, Hood caught Ronan's gaze, subconsciously followed the direction, and turned his head again. This time he saw stupid sand.
This monster, which they had been playing a chase game with for almost an hour, changed its direction again due to unknown influence or instructions, and slowly crawled towards the inland direction of the beach.
Wait, that's the direction of the "old camp" of sports cars!
Not right yet...
Hood wiped the beads of sweat hanging from his eyelashes and suddenly discovered that with the establishment of the beach chessboard layout and the gradual adjustment and stabilization of the formatting field, the sand ball model that had barely returned to its regular state had, at some point, become... Automatically moves to the central axis of the beach, and the position is exactly in the center of the central axis.
In such a situation, Hood wished he could only think about "coincidence". Thinking about it even more gave him a splitting headache.
It turns out that this could be a coincidence!
Hood rubbed his forehead, his eyes quickly moved back and forth, and then followed the stupid sand.
As he continues to understand the beach pattern in depth, he has been able to see that the conflict between the stupid sand and the formatted field is becoming more and more acute based on the direction and efficiency of interference... Maybe this was the case before. It's just a bunch of fools who don't realize it.
In terms of the laboratory, a small piece of code was delivered in due course. It is said that it is specifically designed to optimize the observation mode for the shape of stupid sand.
The analysis carried out there must be more profound than Hood's short-term awakening, and the small results produced are still somewhat useful.
As the relevant sensing modes were upgraded, Hood could more clearly detect that the shape of the stupid sand that was constantly crawling and flowing was also continuing to change slightly.
Through its conflict with the formatted field, it can be indirectly proved that its physical structure and deeper energy flow and operation have changed much more drastically than what appears on the surface.
According to Ronan, its "super configuration" system is also constantly improving, right? Is this the beginning of a new round of evolution?
Do not make jokes!
It really feels like there is a supercomputer and a nuclear power plant buried under the beach!
