"Tree hole."
Almost at the same time as Ronan, the same words burst out from Ouyang Chen's lips and teeth.
This is not a rush answer that already knows the answer, but a unanimous reaction after sparks of thinking collide.
Ronan discovered the tree hole space created by his father on the dead tree sandbank. This was not a secret among his circle of friends.
But before that, this secret, which was not a secret, had been unknown.
In the secular world, this is not surprising. The tree hole space is very hidden and perfectly integrated with the environment of the dead tree sandbank. If Ronan had not found the road map hidden in the system through external neurons, he would probably have Missed it. It was normal to hide this from uninformed people, including Yan Hong, who was entrenched in the North Shore Gear at that time.
But using the other world as the frame of reference, especially in front of the established Lingbo Network, is really inappropriate.
There is an insurmountable gap between an ordinary person and an extraordinary species at the level of perception - that is basically beyond the reach of normal understanding.
The designer himself is unknown, so how can he hide it?
Going back according to this logic, wouldn't it mean that the technology mastered by Luo Zhongheng at that time - the technology of hiding tree holes, exceeded the level of "Ouyang Chen + Lingbo Network"?
Instead of saying that, it would be more appropriate to say that Ouyang Chen was "careless" at the time.
Faced with Ronan's question, Ouyang Chen held up the frame and did not give a quick answer. He was always rigorous and meticulous and only said: "I'll check the information..."
After opening his mouth, Ouyang Chen shook his head again. He had done this action more than once today. He knew that he had made an undue mistake - not that it was an unknown mistake a few years ago, but because he respected Ronan's privacy and was not prepared to touch it. Touching the area around the North Shore Gear was too sensitive for Ronan, so much so that he left a logical gap in his thinking without even realizing it.
He should have noticed the problem inside.
But in fact, until now, he feels that he should continue to maintain some distance.
Until Ronan made a clearer statement.
Therefore, Ouyang Chen then said: "Since the Lingbo Network was set up on the north shore, I will give you a copy of the relevant information to see if I can find any valuable clues."
"Okay." Ronan was not polite.
This must be his biggest concern. However, the things discussed before about Levi are also very important.
"In 1990, can you also make a copy of all the information related to Levi?"
"Of course, these things cannot be viewed in isolation."
What Ouyang Chen said hit Luonan's mind exactly.
Only by connecting the clues from all parties more closely can we piece together a relatively complete truth about the past. Moreover, both Li Wei and his father may not be enough.
At this time, Master Gao Tianshi next to him also said: "Besides, regarding the 'Li Wei Parade', in addition to these records on the Lingbo Internet, you can also ask Mr. You."
"You Lao?"
"This is a good suggestion." Ouyang Chen nodded and confirmed, "You Lao was also a witness to that incident, and psychics can always cover more levels and angles than us...at all levels."
Master Gao Tian rolled his eyes: "With me, a psychic, I'm just a stick?"
But soon he sighed again: "The difference between psychics is probably greater than the difference between psychics and non-psychics."
“For transcendental things, there are different perspectives of perception and different forms of interpretation.
, the difference is naturally huge. "
Ronan comforted him and asked, "Aren't you hosting guests right now?"
Ouyang Chen smiled and said nothing, but Gao Tianshi's pupils did not turn down: "You are asking this question knowingly. You are the one who will be looking for you sooner or later. What's wrong with taking the initiative?"
"Oh." Ronan said calmly.
You Lao's residence is not far from Shang Ding Building, and like the Xiacheng branch, it is located relatively lower in the city, almost close to the recycling floor, and the lighting is average.
Even though it is the longest period of sunshine in the whole year, at five or six o'clock in the afternoon, the area is almost cut off from direct sunlight. Only the diffuse glow in the sky is cut by the buildings and falls in pieces, providing some Natural light source.
At this time, most of the surrounding floors were lit, and the home of You Lao was also lit, but it was not the light driven by electricity, but the light of dry wood burning in the copper basin.
There was also a piece of turtle shell that had been thrown in for an unknown period of time in the flames. It had been burned black and had obvious cracks on it.
There are several long prismatic stems beside the old man. They have been torn apart at this time, and the fibers are broken and continuous. They are the legendary yarrow.
Judging from this scene alone, what You Lao is currently doing is very consistent with the daily life of the world's top psychic.
The atmosphere was about to reach home. The visitor who arrived earlier than Ronan was moving back and forth in the living room with his device in hand, looking for a better shooting angle.
You Lao was also very cooperative. He didn't even use a wheelchair, so he sat cross-legged on the floor. Half of his body was enveloped in the green smoke caused by the incomplete combustion of dry firewood. He showed a focused and dignified look. He was surrounded by flames and shadows. The edges become more mysterious and treacherous.
This was what Ronan saw when he was led into the living room by the nanny.
The nanny quietly exited, leaving only Ronan, You Lao and the visitors who were focusing on taking photos in the living room.
Ronan did not interrupt. Instead, he actively avoided the possible angles of the camera and observed the process of creating images with great interest.
You are very familiar with Mr. You, and the visitors who took the photos cannot say that they have never met him before - although they have not met in the real world, they have indeed used virtual reality technology to fight against each other on limited occasions such as the Summit Conference of Extraordinary Species. Face to face.
Yes, this visitor who looks like a cameraman or reporter is none other than Ms. Li Baizhou, a world-renowned media person.
She and Romanus entered Summer City together, and then parted ways. Romanus ran to the Summer City branch, and this one didn't go too far.
Since Li Baizhou was not the focus of the previous meetings, Ronan only had a rough impression of her, knowing that she was a woman who seemed to be relatively intellectual. After seeing her in real life, it was confirmed that she was quite tall, with a slender frame, simple and fashionable clothes, and her body and appearance were very consistent with the label given to her by her social status.
But now she is in the room, constantly adjusting her posture to create images, looking for good camera positions and angles, and even asking You Lao to change her posture, suddenly she feels like a cheap third-rate magazine photographer...
But no matter what, this person obviously doesn't care about his current image or how he makes other people feel.
Even You Lao, who was yelled at and tossed by her, didn't care about the "mystery" he created by wringing out the bones of his old body... a presentation process that was anything but natural.
Well, You Lao really doesn't care about this.
A few months ago, when Ronan asked for advice on the art of divination, the old man smiled and admitted that he was the one who used these legendary ancient witchcrafts, and most of the time he only used them to fool people.
In the past
Humans believe that yarrow and tortoise shells can help them peer into the future. To a large extent, they believe that these things have rich enough past experiences to collect more information and give enlightenment about the future.
To put it more harshly, the reason why the ancients used these was just a naive or even speculative attempt to deal with the unsolvable unknown, regardless of whether there was so-called self-confidence or piety involved.
But on another level, in the face of unsolvable unknowns, rationality, which is often subject to human innate structure and acquired cognition, cannot actually play a decisive role. It may be more appropriate to use some "unconventional" means.
Now, with the evolution of civilization, the scope of human knowledge is rapidly expanding, and naive and absurd imaginations are torn to pieces by precise logic. The fragments of imagination are mixed with the shadows of the unknown, permeating the gaps in increasingly sophisticated and complex thinking.
There seems to be no qualitative change between ancient times and today, but it has made everything more complicated and entangled.
This is why You Lao chose the art of divination as the way to explain his psychic results. It can be regarded as a basis to help some people understand, and it can also be regarded as a subtle ridicule.
He can see everything, and others can't comment.
Li Baizhou must have noticed Ronan. She did not show any deliberate professional concentration. During the break in filming, she nodded at Ronan and quickly brought the work to an end.
"It's probably OK, let me take a look first."
Li Baizhou leaned against the west window, looking at the film quality on the equipment through the light from the gaps between the buildings. The rays of sunlight flowed on her silk shirt, illuminating the profile of her face, making it clearer and sharper.
However, her voice is slightly warm, probably due to a slight nasal sound. When Ronan was doing his homework on identifying extraordinary beings, he watched her interview video. Many of the interviewees lost their vigilance in this gentle and gentle noise, and were pierced by a sentence flying from the sky, and they lost their face. ...There are also extraordinary species among them.
Well, there is also a restricted-rated video of an interviewee who was a local warlord getting so angry that he pulled out a gun and flipped over the table, and then blood splattered for five steps.
In recent years, Li Baizhou has not done such exciting programs anymore. He has rarely even appeared on traditional interview programs and has basically moved behind the scenes. The programs she produces, such as "Looking at the View", are indeed of good quality, but people in the world will always miss her grace on stage - provided that the interviewee has nothing to do with her.
Li Baizhou, who is currently a photographer, is not too difficult to deal with: "You know how to handle it, Mr. You. You can use it after just a few repairs. If there is any problem, just take another photo later... Is it okay?"
"Okay." You Lao readily agreed, turning to greet Ronan, "Xiao Luo, you are here."
"I want to ask you some questions, don't bother me?"
"No way, I'm worried that you won't be able to come over. The two of us will try our best to guess, but we won't be able to get off the stage."
You Lao threw the torn yarrow into the brazier, smiled and pulled the thin blanket on one side, covering it on his knees, and took the kettle on the other side to put out the remaining fire in the copper basin.
All the divination and speculation turned into a pot of confusion.
In the gray mist, Ronan glanced at Li Baizhou from the corner of his eye:
"Are you...waiting for me?"
"Of course."
It was no longer You Lao who spoke, but Li Baizhou. She was still leaning on the west window sill, where she could have a panoramic view of the entire living room, with her back to the glow, and she spoke gently:
"After all, Mr. Luo, you are one of the most important targets of my trip. Now I increasingly believe that your presence in the new program will be the most representative... and of course, Mr. Levi."
