There is no need for the blood demon to praise you again. Ronan has continued to speak, and his voice is getting louder and louder: "The function of the equipment itself, the environment carrying the equipment, the object of research, and the direction of research. Do any two of the above four. , they won’t look like this ghost now.”
"..." The blood demon finally laughed, "Brother, your focus is a bit different!"
"There is no way, sometimes people's ideas are very ridiculous."
Ronan's old-fashioned expression was a bit funny, but he was probably aware of this, and he quickly poked his chest with his finger:
"like me."
At the booth, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Ronan's "inner monologue" that seemed to come out of the blue.
"After receiving the invitation letter from the Emerald Light, I always had an idea in my mind. These people on the ship are all trying to oppose me. They participated in the auction and bid around my grandfather's laboratory. They were undoubtedly mocking me. I, at the very least, am an accomplice of those enemies.
"When I come here, I have to fight with these people in the final analysis. Of course, this is also an opportunity to catch them all."
Someone's eyelids twitched, someone whistled.
The former is like Songkan, and the latter is like a blood demon.
The blood demon consciously assumed the perspective again and continued with a smile: "That scene is indeed very dramatic... What caused you to change your mind, brother?"
At this time, the blood demon's raised eyebrows were not a hint at all but a clear indication.
Ronan believed that as long as the follow-up answer touched the blood demon, he would dare to shout nonsense words like "I save the world" on the spot.
In this regard, Ronan’s answer is:
"Who said it has changed?"
"……Huh?"
"Well, it should be said that there was a period of time in which I wanted to change. Mr. Blood Demon, your interpretation is still very convincing. But after coming to the ship, walking here, until now, I feel..."
Ronan frowned and took a moment to organize his words:
"If you have to forcefully distort your self-aesthetics in order to coexist with these people, you must either close your eyes or wash away the world you see."
Well, due to Ronan's lack of language skills, his statement seemed a bit "middle-class", but it matched his age.
However, among the people present, who would simply treat this kind of statement as a "secondary" statement?
The blood demon glanced at the equipment on the booth again, and subconsciously touched his cheek: "Is it so bad... I'm starting to doubt my aesthetic ability."
"What's so bad about it?" Wan Liuhua asked with great interest, rarely taking the initiative.
"people."
Ronan's answer was more succinct and more unexpected... half or half.
At least not long ago he regarded "people" as one of the "five internal organs".
His eyes started from Bai Xinyan's face beside him, moved to Dr. Songkan, and then scanned the other people on the booth:
"The people standing in front of these instruments on this poorly restored exhibition stand should be pure researchers and explorers. I don't approve of what these people's thoughts, desires, and tendencies have accumulated."
Bai Xinyan's expression is natural, but from Dr. Songkan on down, every face is difficult to describe.
The blood demon also scratched his head a little at Ronan's reaction: "Well, I didn't feel that you have moral obsessiveness when we chatted before, or do you still have a little emotion? In fact, there are not many people on the earth who can meet such harsh standards. …”
"No. When faced with complex and profound research subjects, even if you have different ideas and selfish motives, you don't have much energy to consider messy things.
"In front of you, there is a sandstorm evolved from the broken fragments of time and space, which may erode buildings, life, and even the time and space that carries you at any time...
"How can one find something valuable in such a maze without the most demanding concentration?"
The blood demon blinked, not sure whether Ronan was going to tell him something, or intentionally expose something, announce something...or simply vent his emotions because of the booth or the notebook.
Ronan in this state is too unstable and difficult to control.
The blood demon suddenly couldn't feel Ronan's pulse.
At this moment, Ronan turned around. From being oriented towards equipment, to being oriented towards exhibition halls with a more chaotic flow of people.
The special atmosphere on the booth here is actually very eye-catching. Many people walking around in the exhibition hall cast their eyes here. Some of them recognized Ronan, some recognized the blood demon, Wanliuhua, or someone else... so that a circle of people gathered around them unknowingly, casting all kinds of gazes at them.
Ronan met this complicated gaze and suddenly asked:
"These...should be people who support relevant research and consume research results."
The first person to answer was Bai Xinyan: "All the participants on the entire ship can represent almost 90% of the distorted industrial system...from upstream to downstream, from capital to scientific research, from production to consumption, everything is included. .”
Ronan's mouth twitched: "Really? These people who have the closest contact with the aberration and trace its origins, as a whole, from the current point of view, are really bad!"
“A rotten physical frame;
“A rotten mental structure;
“Bad desire drive;
"Bad thinking tendency.
"If you read it correctly, 99% of the people here will not delve into the aberration itself. They only hope to gain money, satisfy their desire for power, or stay young forever..."
The blood demon felt that what Ronan expressed was quite consistent with his previous description and criticism of the "old system", so he thought of striking a blow while the iron was hot to get Ronan's idea back.
Unexpectedly, Ronan turned around on his own initiative:
"Mr. Blood Demon, I remember you said that 'discussing the matter based on the facts' is the most extreme idea..."
"Uh, I did."
"I have also said that for a mature system, we must always avoid excessive polishing of individual links. In many cases, individuals full of flaws are the prerequisite for the formation of the system."
Ronan was allowed to speak both truth and irony, but with the blood demon's mouth, he was somewhat helpless at this time.
He and Wan Liuhua looked at each other. Even though they were familiar with each other, they didn't fully understand each other's emotions and reactions.
Just like how they interpret Ronan now.
But at this time, Ronan had already sorted out the entire clue and theme through these eloquent expressions and his unique way of thinking:
"We can regard the distorted industrial system as a system. We can tolerate its low intentions, its many flaws, and its slow progress...but we cannot tolerate its rigidity and loss of vitality."
The blood demon finally seized the opportunity to intervene: "Do you think there is not enough energy here?"
Ronan's face was expressionless: "No, on the contrary, although the physical and spiritual framework of most people here is a mess, and their desires and thoughts are disgusting, as a living system, it is qualified, and can even be said to be full of vitality and unlimited potential.
"I'm just saying that when you know exactly what kind of environment maggots and flies are most active, you at least try to get as far away from there as possible...with all the things you think are most precious.
"So, let's solve the problem here quickly."
