In the middle area of the relatively complete booth, the blood demon stepped on the steel plate under his feet, feeling the swaying body that seemed to collapse at any time, and touched his chin:
"To collapse or not to collapse, that is the question. What do you think?"
Wanliuhua has the standard posture of "standing like a pine tree", but in fact, through her extremely keen sensing ability, she is actually doing the same thing as the blood demon - the booth under her feet has become a very interesting research object.
However, Wan Liuhua never said those irresponsible words. She said frankly:
"This is not my area of expertise."
"But this kind of effect, no matter how you look at it, it's all our fault, isn't it?"
The blood demon's finger swiped across the torn and twisted equipment exhibition area in front. As he said, this "strength" method of cutting metal and iron and forcibly shifting the body is exactly what the physical side is good at.
You must know that 90% of the booth above and below is a metal structure, with a total weight of several tons or more. To achieve this effect in an instant, it is difficult to move professional equipment.
That is, the "physical side" extraordinary species that far exceeds the functional limits of the human body, and theoretically has such abilities.
"Think too much, you don't have the sense of design."
"There's nothing I can do to keep them from collapsing."
In front of experts, any sophistry is meaningless. The blood demon immediately admitted it. However, continuing the previous question, it was still difficult for him to make a corresponding "value" judgment:
"Should I say this is a clever move or a stupid move?"
As they talked about, the key core of the scene currently presented in the booth is not "tearing" or "destruction", but the "sense of design".
The entire steel structure of the booth has fallen apart. If normal laws of physics were followed, the place would have collapsed into a complete mess, and there wouldn't even be a place to stand.
But the fact is that the equipment used in the front has only been displaced following the torn and twisted booth. This "shift" is still carried out on a fairly neat plane.
Of course, the more difficult thing is to achieve normalization and stability after the destructive displacement.
If the current booth floor was covered with another layer of boards, people would probably never think that the support area below would already be in a mess.
The two mortal beings on the physical side can create destruction that is ten times or a hundred times more severe than the current one, but this neat "sense of design" is probably going to cost them a thousand or ten thousand times more effort.
Why can it be done?
Because Ronan did not directly destroy, tear apart the material structure and create displacement, but used his full soul power to interfere with the structure of time and space, and forcibly bypassed the difficulties that even caused headaches for mortals on the physical side, in a way that was countless times more difficult. It was a coincidence."
"You're on the mental side, and you just like to do these twists and turns." The blood demon grinned, as if he had a toothache, "Are you tired?"
This time I asked Ronan.
In fact, he asked knowingly.
Don't you see, Ronan, who seemed to have completed the "disassembly and reassembly" of the booth calmly and easily, the water vapor fake body became a bit hollow and transparent.
Fortunately, while the blood demon and Wanliu spent a few words chatting, the water vapor avatar became normal again.
Ronan only nodded to the two extraordinary species, and then stared at the "new exhibition stand" in deep thought.
The redesigned equipment layout seems to be in line with Wanliuhua's aesthetics. She moved her gaze from left to right with a smile, and asked and confirmed in turn:
"The place where the recording took place should be near the seventh device on the right... there is a row of bookshelves missing there."
"After all, it can't be perfect."
Wan Liuhua rarely spoke proactively, and Ronan had to respond. But beyond what he said, he was still not satisfied with the current situation.
"I'm afraid some things will fall apart when they are dismantled... Now these are just the same, and they are not plugged in. Also, the space is too tight, and after all, I still can't stretch them out."
The blood demon laughed "haha" twice: "You are not satisfied yet, why don't you see that the people who arranged the venue are already on the verge of crying?"
You know, under this booth, there is actually a lifting platform, which is closely linked with the main venue. If Ronan does this, the original auction site may be completely cancelled!
The blood demon looked at his watch: 2:57 pm Ticheng time... there are still 5 hours left.
It was obvious that the conference affairs team was struggling.
The blood demon was gloating here, but suddenly felt something was wrong. When he turned around, he saw Ronan and Wan Liuhua staring at him.
"What's wrong?"
"Isn't the video correct?"
"Uh, yes ha!"
Only then did the blood demon realize that he had become the legendary "projectionist". Well, a technical job... what the hell!
The corner of his mouth twitched, but he followed the instructions and moved the entire video to the location pointed by the two men. Honesty means honesty, but technicians, it’s only appropriate to complain a little:
"I finally remember, are you looking for a notebook...what were you doing before!"
"Life should always have a sense of ritual."
"Aha?"
Ronan looked serious: "Restore the wave and your mood will become better. When you are in the right mood, it will be easier to inspire."
The blood demon smiled dryly and stopped talking.
Wan Liuhua asked with interest: "So, have you found the inspiration?"
"Ah, still looking."
No matter how well Ren Blood Demon had done his preliminary work, and no matter how fully he understood Ronan, he couldn't help but regard rolling his eyes as normal at this time.
Wan Liuhua responded with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, you have plenty of time."
Ronan felt the kindness in her words. Although he didn't quite understand where it came from, he smiled back.
In fact, at this time, Ronan's thinking was already very clear. The memory information from the Horned Demon gave him the most direct direction.
This was actually reflected in the video, he just wanted to make it clearer.
At this moment, the video footage started over again, reaching the stage of "someone quickly flipped through it", and the screen showed a close-up of the title page of the notebook.
Ronan didn't look any further. He exhaled slightly and lowered his head.
Soon, people around heard a wave of thin murmurs.
It comes from Ronan's mouth and has a certain rhythm, ups and downs, and cycles.
This murmur was too vague, and most people couldn't hear the content clearly, except of course the two extraordinary species. Both the blood demon and Wanliuhua have abilities of perception and analysis that are beyond ordinary people, so they can hear clearly.
It is a short verse-like sentence, divided into four paragraphs, and its content...
Both of them looked away from Ronan's face and looked sideways and forward. In the video, the paginated notebook had been folded and heated by the laser, quickly catching fire.
At the moment of the fire, on the title page that was charred and curled in the flames, sentences with the same content were presented in the form of words and turned into ashes in the flames:
My heart is like a prison, my heart is like a furnace;
My heart is called the mirror, my heart is called the country.
