After hanging up the communication, Ronan's gaze shifted from the sun to the broader and thinner clouds, and continued to ponder:
Why is it so wrong?
It's still far off.
The distance between him and his destination is almost three hundred kilometers, but now he is closer to the satellite city outside Spring City.
Although there were adjustments made intentionally by Ronan in order to avoid the impact of moving across space from directly colliding with the laboratory ruins, the error was so large that he couldn't help but think about it.
In his vision, the appearance of the sun or clouds is different from that of ordinary people. It can be said that it has broken through the common sense categories that have been passed down in an orderly manner in the history of civilization for thousands of years, and integrated into the time and space structure that is simple in nature but complex in expression. .
At this time, the magneto-optical mica is stretching its huge body that is intermittent and continuous, roughly covering the surface area of more than 500 million square kilometers of the planet. Not satisfied so far, it uses the special properties of the earth's magnetic field to expand its own magneto-optical mica. Into, tracing back to the source, continuously penetrating into the crust, mantle, and crust, intersecting with the different rotational speeds of different levels and regions, feeling or trying to play with the space magnetic field of the planet, and integrating with the surrounding distorted space-time structure.
At the same time, it follows the impact of the solar wind on the Earth's magnetic field, mixes into the stream of ray particles thrown out from the polar regions, and naturally changes its properties, flowing deeper into the universe. It appears to be wanton and random, regardless of the integrity of the body. Or not - or as long as that subtle and mysterious magnetic structure exists, no matter how it is torn and deformed, the essence is still one.
Whether its creators and controllers can keep up is another matter.
Of course, in the endless process of external expansion, magneto-optical mica also has a restrained instinct.
Within the scope of its diffuse magnetic influence, magneto-optical mica always uses its special perspective to observe all existing objects in this area, trying to disassemble them into a "more appropriate structure."
In Ronan's view, this may be regarded as an "aesthetic".
Well, if we follow the "aesthetic taste" of magneto-optical mica, there are tens of billions of people in the world, and there are hundreds of millions of times more animals, plants, microorganisms, and abnormal species of various categories than humans, as well as non-living existences such as water, soil, and mineral deposits. It must be reorganized.
You may figure it out slowly, or you may succeed in an instant after accumulating enough energy.
Whenever he touches and feels the "fun" of magneto-optical mica, Ronan feels a sense of accomplishment in saving the world.
Fortunately, he controlled this terrifying nature that humans cannot understand, and did not let this existence that he created with the qualifications of a king completely distort the entire life of the earth and even the time and space of its existence...
The question is, who built this thing?
Well, no matter what, it's under control now, at least there's no sign of it starting yet.
Now think about it, the magneto-optical mica that I met at the "relay station" was indeed a powerful man, but he single-handedly overwhelmed the entire Tianyuan Empire's established army. But upon closer inspection, I'm afraid it was also restricted by the poisonous environment. Its scope of influence shrank significantly, and it was only entrenched on one planet. The distortion of the space-time environment was not too strong.
As for this one on Earth...it's still in control, isn't it?
Ronan thought about it several times and finally found the root of the problem:
I'm afraid the problem lies in the restrictions.
It is precisely because of its limitations that magneto-optical mica cannot completely shape the space-time environment according to its "aesthetics". There are certain differences in rules and expressions between it and the local space-time of the earth.
When Ronan came over, in order to save worry and effort, he used the phantom body of magneto-optical mica all over the world to move and shuttle. He followed the rules of magneto-optical mica, which formed a certain relationship with the real environment of the earth's local time and space. deviation.
His recent experiments were all conducted at medium and short distances around Xia City, and even if there were any deviations, they would not be obvious. The only long-distance move was anchored by the remains of the Horned Demon, which has no reference value...
Sure enough, there is no reason for perfect success in the first experiment. If you know the problems, you can improve them later.
Ronan has made a decision in his mind. If he wants to use the rapid tunnel of magneto-optical mica and eliminate the errors at the same time, he must either let go of the nature of magneto-optical mica and let it distort the local space-time of the earth it covers into what it hopes to achieve. Or make a correction calculation between it and the local time and space. This can be completely solved with configuration design.
Of course Ronan chose the latter.
Even if it takes a little more effort, it will still be a hundred times less labor-intensive than when he used to forcefully break through the two-dimensional barrier through the "Roche Sandwich Realm" and realize the void shuttle jump.
Then again, sometimes, the dumbest way is the right way. If you want to go further in your understanding of space-time configuration, it is certainly possible to refer to the experience of a monarch-level fantasy species such as magneto-optical mica. It is not appropriate to borrow it too frequently. It is better to balance it.
After pondering and introspecting in the wilderness, Ronan finally had to do business.
The wilderness is not the main road in Xia City. As long as you leave the urban area, there are countless risks and troubles. Finally, we are far away from the outskirts of the city. Not to mention that in recent years, the military has switched from defense to offense and has slaughtered and driven away all the extremely dangerous aberrations around. There are only three or two fish that have slipped through the net. Here in Ronan, they are separated. A distance of ten kilometers will be instantly distorted by the magnetic light and turned into blood and minced meat.
Unfortunately, it's not enough to come up with something that works.
Ronan no longer cared about anything else and re-calibrated the location of the laboratory ruins, preparing to move there. But at this moment, several reactions unexpectedly hit his core induction network in the direction of Chuncheng.
He turned around, and saw a billowing yellow dragon rising in the vast wilderness behind him. It was the sand and dust raised by the off-road vehicle, and the other party was coming in this direction at high speed.
Of course Ronan could throw them away instantly, but he still stopped and looked back with some curiosity.
Not long after, several armed off-road vehicles with obvious military colors appeared at the edge of his field of vision, but they were limited by the rugged and hilly terrain, appearing and disappearing.
Those in the thick armor certainly don't have Ronan's level of perception, but with the support of the contemporary technological system and the intertwined network of satellites and radars, Ronan's existence can still be discovered in advance - even if he doesn't deliberately Under the premise of hiding.
Therefore, there are weapons [5200] locked on the armored off-road vehicles far away from the visual range, and there are unmanned reconnaissance aircraft flying towards this way.
Ronan raised his eyebrows and stood there, watching what the other party planned.
And more than ten kilometers away, inside the vehicle where dust and smoke were swirling, Lieutenant Colonel Chen of the Spring City Defense Force was also scratching his head: "Where did such a person come from?"
Fortunately, today is not a patrol. The problem is that it is not a patrol!
It would be much easier to lead a patrol and send a drone to interrogate such a half-year-old boy who suddenly appeared outside the city. After clearly distinguishing who should be arrested and beaten, it would be much easier.
But now, his first thought was to avoid it.
Thinking on his knees, he knew that the young man who suddenly appeared in this vast wilderness was either a brain-twitching + lucky person, or a special person who needed special attention.
Judging from his lack of possessions, he doesn't look like the legendary modern-day idiot who wants to measure the wilderness with his footsteps. She was dressed as if she was going to a funeral...
"Um?"
Lieutenant Colonel Chen glanced back subconsciously, because in his car, the key person escorted this time was dressed a bit like over there...
He looked back and saw that the old man he was paying attention to was frowning and closing his eyes, trying hard to fight against motion sickness. Next to him, the specially invited guide was sitting there in a very restrained manner, but opposite him, a sassy and fit female graduate student was leisurely playing with the projection.
Well, this person also has higher authority. As long as she doesn't take photos at will, she can only do it.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen was still calculating, but someone said in his ear: "This guy looks familiar."
"Team Qiu?"
Qiu Wei next to him is lower than Lieutenant Colonel Chen in terms of rank, but he has the aura of a Spring City hero and is a full-time person responsible for this security mission. Lieutenant Colonel Chen still values his opinions, especially when they are meaningful. Down.
"Have you met him?"
Qiu Wei shook his head: "It seems to be in the distributed information."
"Huh?" Lieutenant Colonel Chen turned his attention to the running intelligent projection interface on the aircraft. The recorded images had been analyzed there for a long time, but there was no result yet.
It can basically be confirmed that this is no longer a Spring City resident. So……
"Where's the information?" Lieutenant Colonel Chen had no choice but to ask again. As a Burner, Qiu Wei's authority in some areas is still higher than his.
"Hello, Junior Brother Luo?"
Before Qiu Wei could answer, the female graduate student opened the communication directly, fearing that she would call back to the school.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen frowned, but before he said anything, his sensitive ears and eyes heard a faint echo from the other side: "Senior Sister Tang?"
"I saw you!"
"ah?"
The surprise was not on that side, but on the side of the carriage.
The other side laughed: "I saw you too."
At this time, on the brain projection interface, the half-grown boy waved his hand in the direction of the camera. Soon, there was another thumbs up, like a poor backpacker asking for a ride.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen only felt that it was absurd. At this time, someone in the carriage spoke at the same time, two voices combined into one:
"parking!"
The one who spoke was the female graduate student who had called before, and the other was Captain Qiu Weiqiu next to him.
At this time, the vehicle was still about two kilometers away from the boy.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen subconsciously replied: "Stop now?"
"Pick him up!" the female graduate student replied matter-of-factly.
Qiu He didn't even object.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen frowned. Out of trust in Qiu He, this professional, he still followed the good advice:
"Stop over there."
Two minutes later, the armored convoy stopped, and the half-grown boy got on the car politely and politely, saying repeatedly, "I'm causing trouble to everyone."
As the commander, Lieutenant Colonel Chen actually had no reaction and just looked at the information Qiu He pulled out in a daze.
At this time, the old man in the back compartment who couldn't stand the torment the most also opened his eyes, and happened to meet the young man face to face. He had just been a little confused due to motion sickness:
"Hey, what is this?"
"Are you Professor Wu?"
The young man's attitude was very respectful, and he still bowed in the small space: "I often hear Senior Sister Tang and Senior Sister Tian talking about you, and Professor Pan."
The old man in the car, Professor Wu Zunliang, was old, but his brain was first-class. He was startled, and his back suddenly straightened up: "Tian, Tian Si? You are... Yes, she mentioned I have passed you many times, the child of Qingwen and Zhongheng, and the grandson of Luo Yuandao, Ronan!"
Ronan bowed again: "It's me, Professor Wu."
