The sandstorm is coming, and now no one thinks it is just a picture, and it is indeed not the case.
Sandstorm is a more accurate description of the objective image, but the results of people's perception of the external world are more or less different. Especially when the flying sand grains passed through the magnetic light door built by the flesh and blood skeleton and came into direct contact with the outside world... everything in front of people's eyes became pitted and incomplete.
The lakeside of the wasteland, which had just been dyed with color and became closer to reality, suddenly became riddled with holes, and they had nothing to do with the impression people were accustomed to - those holes were the remnants left by the void that carried the physical objects being punctured and annihilated.
This scene is really difficult to describe, and it is beyond the experience of most people today. In comparison, the fate of those wild donkeys staying in groups by the lake is more straightforward.
The void mutation covered the front of the lake, and these unlucky guys were in this area.
Dozens of vigorous wild donkeys, almost unconsciously, "gouged out" countless flesh and blood holes in their bodies without even making a few screams. There are even some who are still moving forward ignorantly, approaching the waterside, bowing their heads to drink.
During this process, affected by the force of deep distortion, their flesh and blood split, their bodies collapsed, and they fell into the water, causing splashes of blood and sewage.
This scene happened in front of the hundreds of wealthy people, experts and security personnel who were forced to "board the ship".
The distance is really close!
The splattered flesh and blood mixed with the strong wind and salt water, forming a wave of dirty dark mist, which rushed towards the face and hit the cheeks of the people in the front row.
The screams could no longer get louder, but some people fainted, knocking down tables, chairs and tableware, and the places where they fell were already in the lake and mud.
Well, the "broken ship" has basically docked. The original "external appearance" of the Great Wheel Exhibition Hall completely turned into nothingness, and the natural sky replaced the brilliant lights of the venue.
The distance between the plateau area in the central and southern part of the Old World and the location of the "Emerald Light" is more than 12,000 kilometers, with a time difference of six or seven hours. It is only about two or three o'clock in the afternoon here, and even if the sky is covered with clouds, it is still daytime. .
Under the skylight, Ronan's figure seemed a bit hollow and transparent. At this time, he was in a pitted and twisted void area, and he was also on the bank of a blood-stained lake. In fact, the most accurate location was at the entrance to the dark world with rolling sandstorms, where the monster built with magnets, light, and electricity was supported by a flesh and blood skeleton. In front of a different door.
The portal was still expanding, and light gradually came in. Or the original light inside penetrated, building a new curtain wall for Ronan, and it is gradually penetrating deeper, giving it a clearer sense of space.
It is precisely because of these lights that a spatial cross-section is formed in the field of vision, allowing people to see that the equipment on the original booth has already been put in first, and seems to be properly arranged - this is indeed the most appropriate place to place the equipment. The area is a more suitable “site” than the booth at the auction house.
It's just that the situation is so urgent that most people don't care about these details at all. All they knew was that although the "broken ship" had "arrived", it was still moving forward and was no longer riding the current... In fact, it had never been, not at all! God knows how they got here and how they will continue!
They didn't even know whether they bumped into each other or the other side was pressing against them!
They only know that if this continues, a group of people will crash into the terrifying sandstorm behind the magneto-optical portal, and their fate will be like a herd of wild donkeys littering the fields, or rotten meat mixed with water and mud.
"Stop, stop!" someone screamed.
"Sorry, there was something unexpected." Ronan, as the driver, finally showed his considerate side and smiled, "Before, the sealing here was barely acceptable, but the current situation is probably due to the aftermath of the recent battle. . But then again, isn’t it more intuitive now?”
In the eyes of the attendees who had already "landed", Ronan's ethereal shadow's expression became more blurred, and he seemed to be the remote projection of an outsider.
Not to mention whether it is intuitive or not, this situation is so ironic!
Obviously, Ronan didn't care what they thought. Standing in the center of the new "on-site exhibition booth", he came to talk: "You can imagine the situation behind the door as the contact and collision of two time and space. The laboratory is where time and space collide. At a certain point. The specific research direction is naturally the question of what kind of space-time structure is on the opposite side and the space-time structure itself.
"What was ejected just now are space-time fragments caused by collisions or other reasons... Just have an impression. This is a very important place. I just ask you to take a look. If I really send you in, it may cause even greater damage. I really can't bear the disturbance of time and space." Ronan's words made some people feel relieved, and at this time, the demonic portal behind Ronan had clearly expanded to the limit and began to slowly shrink, with a considerable amplitude. So big.
This change has ignited a fire of hope in people's hearts. The brave ones tried to communicate and shouted: "Mr. Luo, Boss Luo, we already know we were wrong, we..."
Before the noise could reach a large scale, Ronan laughed again. His eyes were not directed here or at anyone, but there was a subtle sense of dislocation. He seemed to have said something, but his voice weakened. No one could hear clearly.
Someone became furious, not at Ronan, but at the chaotic "companions": "Boss Luo wants to speak, you all shut up!"
This is an extremely low attitude, but in this situation, it is really useful. A large number of people really shut up, and then led other people and everyone.
In the venue...oh, now we are on the edge of the blood-stained plateau saltwater lake, and a group of people are as quiet as chickens.
But when everyone's eyes turned to the front, to the location of Ronan's shadow. They first saw the monster portal closing, and then the shadow that carried all their hatred, fear, and hope disappeared without a trace in the sky.
The silence still lasted for a few seconds. People watched eagerly, hoping that it was just a temporary fluctuation, but there was no change that met their expectations, not from the beginning to the end.
A few screams and curses came out, but they were quickly suppressed by the people around them.
On the one hand, the strong wind in the wilderness brought the faint roar of wild beasts. On the other hand, and more importantly, although there was no longer the shadow of Ronan in the front, and it was almost completely restored to a pure wilderness scene, there were still Some kind of unnatural situation:
The chaotic magneto-optical and electric fires are still floating disorderly among the remains of the horned demon, seemingly extinguished at any time, but they still exist.
Even though this flashing electric fire is weak, it still pulls some kind of throbbing power in them, like a noose, passing through everyone's internal organs and even the soul, tightening tighter and tighter.
Silence returned to the lakeside, which made the wind and roars louder and louder. Then finally someone, maybe a timid person, maybe an innocent person... cried out.
"This scene is a bit embarrassing to be honest."
Ronan stood on the booth and still spoke in a eloquent tone. The sound waves had already aroused echoes in the empty and deserted hall: "My ability is really limited. I want to bring more with me, but I can't; It’s quite difficult to go back and forth, so that’s it.”
Just like that, facing the empty venue, Ronan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of shaking hands, without actually lifting anything.
The curtain wall behind him was still faithfully reflecting the scene of the plateau lakeside. However, with the conclusion of "Just like this", the color of the picture gradually faded and returned to the sand painting sketch style of powder lines. Then, it seemed to be drawn by The invisible rag wipes it away until it returns to nothingness.
As the last traces were erased, the real-time mapping 12,000 kilometers away was also interrupted. Since this was the control of Ronan's consciousness, it was as if it had been completely forgotten in his mind.
At this time, or perhaps a little earlier, the thoughts of all the extraordinary species on the Emerald Light penetrated the venue in almost no particular order and wandered in the empty hall, but could not capture any additional traces of their existence.
Almost everyone wanted to communicate with Ronan, but in such a special situation, in the end they had nothing to say.
Abner was one of the first extraordinary species to give up the plan of "communicating in advance", and it was also because his phone calls were already being used.
When real-time signals from the auction site transmitted scenes that were beyond common sense through multiple secret lines to the eyes of relevant people around the world, the situation exploded. Abner remained silent while Romanus answered the question. This pattern only lasted for less than half a minute before he was blown away by the real high-ranking governors in the real world.
Abner's status is no lower than anyone else, but this does not mean that he can refuse to communicate while he is "on the scene".
Not only Abner, but also the nearby Constance, Star Witch, and conceivably Black Lion, Wang Yong and others also couldn't even think of escaping.
But even if Abner answers the phone, what's the point? What could he explain? What can be promised? What can it mean? It is nothing more than a buffer cushion in this rare emotional turmoil among the world's top leaders.
Abner sank in, which gave Romanus a little space, but it was not for him to breathe. There was only more he could do now.
He grabbed the Star Witch who had just dealt with a round of phone calls: "You contact Qiu Wanshan, I'll contact Anton Sheng... No, Connie, you should do it, and Yancheng. I will contact the Star Joint Committee and apply for transfer A rescue ship of the Aerospace Forces.”
Because the living conditions in the plateau are too cruel and unsuitable for building very large cities, there is an uninhabited land covering an area of tens of square kilometers near that area.
Romanus could only expand a little further. Qiu Wanshan and Anton Shengfen were extraordinary species based in Ancheng and Spring City, and their influence could radiate to the plateau area. Although there are no extraordinary species in Yancheng, the distance is even closer, and there may be a team that can provide support nearby. Coupled with the rescue spacecraft of the Star Alliance Committee, this is all the rescue force that can be mobilized in a short time.
In any case, it will never be possible for a group of wealthy people worth more than 100 billion or trillions to be wiped out in the wilderness in such a way.
No sane archon on earth would allow it!
"Old Qiu is a good commander, but are you sure that guy won't cause any trouble again?" The Star Witch, who had completed the assigned task, spat out a sigh of relief at the right time, and tapped the screen with his chin, "This gentleman who reverses time and space, and Is it over?”
Just as Star Witch said, at the auction site that had completely lost its meaning, on the fragmented and empty original booth, Ronan spent a minute or two adjusting, and the "wiped" curtain wall at the rear actually appeared again. new pictures.
No, it's not new, but a small "reincarnation" - the Pacific version of the world map first drawn by Ronan is reappeared, with the two-point logo representing the Emerald Light and the Plateau Lakeside. , and the connecting line between the two points, representing a length of twelve thousand kilometers.
Ronan coughed lightly, facing the empty venue, and of course those shots of hard work - thanks to contemporary technology, no on-site camera is needed, just a crane or something.
He obviously still wanted to talk, but who was he talking to?
In a few breaths, new signs were added to the world map, this time there were many more. Anyone who has a little knowledge of contemporary world geography will immediately know that most of the signs are distributed in major cities. Some have only one, some have two, three, four or five. Those with more signs are because the scale is too large. Small and crowded together.
The meaning of it, if you think about it even more than one or two levels, is enough to make many thoughtful people change their colors in horror.
Abner cut off the connection with an "Archon" and scanned the signs, ignoring those gathered in major cities. In the end, he only focused his attention on ocean areas far away from cities and even far away from continental plates.
"Mou Zhengye is in Ti City?"
"It seems like he's back on his little island again."
"Ask if he's here?"
Romanus responded, but before he could make a move, Abner shook his head at him and connected the communication: "Mou Dong, your vacation is too long and the location is too monotonous."
The dead witch sneered in nothingness: "It's useless to make excuses at this time."
Abner remained calm and briefly communicated with Mou Zhengye on the opposite side, then hung up and confirmed the authenticity of Romanus' information: "He went back at noon today and has been watching the live broadcast before."
The room fell into deathly silence again.
Speaking of which, Ronan's water vapor fake body is becoming more and more blurry and transparent in the highlight here, which makes people understand that the previous method of distorting the distance between time and space must have caused considerable losses.
But so what? There is a fundamental difference between taking advantage of Mount Tai and reaching the North Sea.
He faced the camera like this, organized his words in a casual manner and spoke: "Thank you to everyone who is still paying attention. Everyone is scattered, but thanks to modern technology, I can communicate with you without any hindrance.
"Under the current situation, there is no need to say too much. But I thought before: you are experts in making money in business; I am better at reversing time and space. The problem is that the two fields are too different, and it is inevitable that there will be some confusion. Talking to others is tiring. Therefore, some things should be said openly to avoid misjudgment and pretending to be stupid.
"Of course, it would be better if we could find a point of resonance. I think I have found one: everyone in the world is just trying to avoid death, and so am I. The difference is that everyone is not as good at doing things as I am. Convenient, as evidenced by previous examples.
"above."
Ronan leaned towards the camera and truly completed a middle school student-style speech.
After another second, the world map on the curtain wall was erased again. Also erased was Ronan's water vapor avatar. The venue was really deserted.
The live broadcast equipment is still working diligently, but what it faces and spreads is nothingness, and the ferocious force that rapidly expands and spreads into nowhere, making it inevitable.
