The situation before him made Thakar want to die.
No, he never wants to die... But in the current situation, there is a high probability that he, as a fish in the pond who died unjustly, will be killed here alive.
Wang Yong, Takar knew him: he was the only extraordinary person who was cultivated by certain people with all their efforts and was named under the name of LCRF.
This person is very young, probably in his early thirties. Even though he has been questioned repeatedly due to issues such as personality independence and personal ownership, the extraordinary species is the extraordinary species, and it is not Takar's turn to comment.
If you are really angry, you can't do anything to your rightful master. If you want to vent your anger on others, whoever stands in the way will be unlucky.
Wang Yong's complexion was already weird, and now it's even more ugly.
Takar wanted to hide his body, but even in a suite with many macho men, his body shape was the most conspicuous, and the thoughts in his mind could only be called fantasy.
Fortunately, seeing the defense line being broken through inexplicably, instructor Wang Yong was stunned. He didn't even bother to look at Takar and Bai Xinyan. He quickly turned around and rushed into the bedroom.
Anyway, those two people will not make any further moves.
Indeed, Takar and Bai Xinyan were both very well-behaved. They stood where they were, exchanging glances and greetings with the "black suits" in the room.
At this time, Ronan's eyes had just finished cruising through the blood donors, catheter network, blood transfusion recipients, related hubs and refining equipment that filled the bedroom.
He didn't stop at any position, and finally turned to Tu Ge's face: "Two or three extraordinary species are walking around, meaningless consumption and waste. This is the legendary 'money power'."
It can be seen that, at least in the eyes of others, the situation in this bedroom is just a topic for Ronan to communicate with others.
Tuge, however, was not very cooperative and kept a calm attitude and remained silent.
Ronan started talking, and then became very calm. He raised the pen and cloth in his hand and waved it in front of Tu Ge: "Earlier, I promised Mr. Blood Demon to draw a group of portraits for his magazine. Extraordinary species... Of course, other techniques are too time-consuming. I am going to sketch it for him, hoping he can accept it.
"The initial number is thirteen. The problem is that the total number of extraordinary species I have seen may not be that many..."
is that a lie!
Ronan's voice reached the living room, and Takar couldn't help but curl his lips.
How come I heard from you that almost all of them are against the level of extraordinary species?
No one else in the room was interested in worrying about such details. Wang Yong, who entered the room later, focused his attention on the object in Ronan's hand.
If Ronan could pass through the defense line of the living room purely by relying on the semi-void nature of the water vapor avatar, Wang Yong would admit it, but the problem is:
Ronan was holding something real in his hand, so the penetration just now really didn't make sense!
To be precise, it is beyond common sense.
Wang Yong thought of some possibility.
"Is it a space fault? Distortion? A space-time domain technique?" This is what he thought and asked.
"It's funny."
Ronan turned to look at him and smiled: "Is this Instructor Wang Yong? It's our first time meeting you. I just took the liberty of asking. Are you interested in participating?"
"..."
Seeing that the bedroom was about to fall into an even more embarrassing atmosphere, Old Els, who was still half-sitting and half-lying on the bed, coughed lightly twice. It was very controlled, but it was enough for the people concerned to understand what he meant.
Wang Yong had a cold face and stretched out his hand to say: "Mr. Ronan, there are patients here. If there is nothing else, please leave."
"Does that mean you agree?"
At Ronan's age, once he starts messing around, his temperament is really compatible.
Tu Ge and Wang Yong are not good at talking, and Xu and Wei Snake's skills are not fully maxed out, so they can just do it normally. The power of extraordinary beings can overcome most obstacles, but what they are encountering now is Ronan...
The situation is still extremely complicated.
The people responsible for both sides of the conflict have no intention of direct dialogue until now.
Ronan's thoughts are yet to be guessed.
But old Els was obviously angry.
Someone barged into the bedroom and was deliberately ignored. This situation would make anyone angry! Old Els can maintain his posture and is already a first-class city.
After another half a second, Wang Yong replied stiffly: "This can be discussed again. We are currently undergoing treatment here..."
"Who is being treated? A blood transfusion or a blood donor?"
Ronan looked around again at this extremely small bedroom that already had more than ten people crammed into it. Nine donors and preparations, and one recipient. In his eyes, there are no secrets.
"If it's a blood supply, although these people are not able to walk, their central nervous system has been interfered with by external instruments, just remove it; if they are infected by aberrations, they are all in the second stage now. Even if they are in unstable condition, they are tormented Ichiban, it's still possible. As for this..."
Ronan's eyes stopped on Wang Yong's face, and he only poked the side with his thumb to clarify what he meant: "His problem is not the seemingly pure clone, nor the mechanical backup. 'Soul information', but lies in the terrible initial structural design... It has not been sitting straight in the womb. Well, it is still undecided whether it was born in the womb. What's the point of tossing and turning?"
This is a slap in the face.
Wang Yong subconsciously glanced at the bed, then quickly turned his gaze and stared at Ronan: "Mr. Luo, the patient is in front of you, please be careful what you say."
"Patient? This is not treating a disease, but extending life...that's not right either."
Ronan kept defining and changing his words, while letting the special paintbrush spin between his fingers. It was a standard boyish frivolity, but anyone who had a deeper understanding of him could see the artificiality and even malicious elements in it.
"If you ask me, this is neither a cure nor a life extension, but more like an investment. It is not an investment in industry, but a venture capital investment.
"Investment in some areas is necessary, but investment that is smart and wastes resources can only be called extravagant and wasteful. It is best to stop losses early. Of course, I am not familiar with this industry. I just used it to make an analogy... "
Old Els coughed again on the bed, but this time he simply cleared his throat, and then spoke: "I am familiar with the field of venture capital. Maybe we can share our knowledge."
No matter who looked at it, this was Old Els's initiative to release goodwill, in order to break the deadlock of ignoring each other and enter a normal communication mode.
But this also requires Ronan's cooperation.
Ronan indeed stopped turning the pen and held the lower end of the brush with three fingers, exposing the jade-white pen holder to everyone's sight.
Including Ronan himself.
He stared at the brush very attentively and said another thing: "Lifespan is probably the most conspicuous sign of a jump in life levels, and it is also probably one of the most popular directions.
"Someone once said to me: 'The law is like a barrier, and the corpses are piled up like a mountain.' To cross the limit and find fire, sacrifice is inevitable.
"But if you just sit on the mountain of flesh and blood corpses, watch others sacrifice, and throw away three melons and two dates at home, and call it 'venture capital', it is meaningless.
"There is an old saying: 'One man can guard the barrier, but ten thousand men cannot open it'. I don't want to put the power of opening the limit barrier of the human race into the hands of such a person.
"Mr. Tuger, what do you think?"
