"Hold on."
Ronan knew what Archbishop Lanier wanted to ask, but he couldn't care about it for the time being. He hurriedly responded and looked at the interface of the virtual workspace.
At this time, the inner universe simulator's analysis and loading of the psychic diagram has ended. There is no more photocopy of the psychic diagram in the interface, but the meaningful parts of it have been incorporated into the simulator's construction of the earth's local time and space. middle.
There seems to be a change, but it's not obvious.
Ronan took advantage of the fact that there was still a few points of inspiration in his mind and quickly sketched two strokes on the inner universe simulator interface. All he got was an error message in the background.
He sighed dejectedly. In a system like the Inner Universe Simulator, inspiration without a clear structure support would not count.
In fact, the inner universe simulator is really a good tool. It has a strictly standardized definition of the description object, but the editing language has almost lost its boundaries. You can use the professional language defined internally, you can also use Tianyuan Common Language, and there are plug-ins that support the ancient characters of rituals; others include hand-drawing, the function of thoughts, etc., there is no problem.
In this way, you can use the most free way to express the structural relationship of space and time on the simulator, and you can even integrate your own induction and the imaginary space and time formed by ancient ritual characters into it. It is really convenient.
But free expression must ultimately be put into practice.
If you draw one stroke at a time, describe or even add or subtract a dimension in the void, you need to find a real support point, otherwise you will only get an error.
You still need to calm down and analyze it carefully. However, the inspiration that had just been triggered urgently needs to be recaptured and concluded...
Ronan struggled for a while, then looked up again, looking at the soap bubble that seemed to be about to collapse at any time, feeling a little helpless:
"It seems like it's not easy to stop..."
It was obviously Archbishop Lanier who started the topic first, but at this time he did not follow. The communicator was quiet for a second or two before another message came:
"Sorry, Professor Luo, would it be presumptuous if I wanted to take a closer look?"
"No, project cooperation should be like this."
"Then, excuse me."
As soon as Chief Priest Lanier finished speaking, the door from the bottom warehouse to the deck opened with a creak.
Quan Minhyuk, who had just gone to the warehouse to investigate not long ago, walked up from there and still bowed to greet Ronan, but when he straightened up again, the energy flowing in his body and the eyes he projected towards him , all changed their appearance.
So Ronan knew that the core there had now been replaced by Archbishop Ranier.
Ronan was familiar with this scene. Lanier had communicated with him in this way on Xia City Beach. It's just that the current carrier of soul power has been changed from a businessman whose potential was forcibly stimulated to a genuine sacrificial knight.
The relationship between the priest and the priest knight of the Order of Justice is a subject worthy of study, but Ronan has no intention to delve into it now.
The person in front of me, who I don’t know whether he should be called Quan Minhyuk or Raniere, climbed onto the poop, walked to Ronan’s side, and took the lead in extending his hand:
"Now please call me Lanier."
This is more considerate. Ronan also stretched out his hand and gave him a brief shake.
"I hope I didn't disturb you." Lanier glanced around the virtual workspace, not hiding the interest in his eyes.
Ronan's answer was more frank: "I won't be able to calm down until the trouble is solved."
He did not switch interfaces or close the virtual workspace, allowing Lanier to visit and look at it.
Lanier still knew how to exercise caution. He quickly withdrew his gaze, stood side by side with Ronan, and returned to the topic with a smile.
"It's really not easy to concentrate on a project. Geng Huai's work is very tiring, and he won't give up until he achieves his goal. If he is blocked for a while, if he goes back and tries again, the situation may become 'worse'."
Lanier's homophonic jokes are used skillfully.
Ronan just smiled and didn't respond.
Lanier didn't mind either. The two people on earth, who were almost in the top five in terms of pure spiritual attainments, were standing behind the rusty railings that could fall at any time, and together they cast their sights on the soap bubbles floating on the river.
The structure that looks deformed and fragile has no fixed structure at all. Sometimes it is even twisted like a towel, as if it will reach its limit at any time, but it must be unbreakable. The seven-color oily light flows on the surface, which actually makes the Geng inside. Hua, the body suddenly becomes larger and smaller, becoming more and more strange.
"It's like something out of a fairy tale."
"well enough."
Ronan combed his hair again, also hoping to get further ideas as soon as possible by stimulating his scalp. Of course, it had nothing to do with the soap bubble guy.
"70 seconds." Raniere raised Kwon Minhyuk's arm, looked at the watch, and counted the number.
What he meant was that Ronan used this soap bubble to block an extraordinary being like Geng Huai for 70 seconds, and the time continued to extend.
Taking advantage of this excuse, Lanier turned the topic to the technical aspect: "This length of time is enough to play a decisive role in a high-level melee... I would like to ask, is this the effect of space fault? Or is it a kind of A special extraordinary realm?”
"It just depends on how much preparation has been done in advance. In fact, the effect is not that great. The man inside is much more cautious than he looks, and he is also observing. Well, I can't blame you... I mean, it would be better if it were like this. ”
Ronan was pragmatic and said what he said without paying much attention to the logical relationship between the sentences: "As for the effect now, it should be regarded as a project exhibition hall or a visiting passage."
"Um?"
"Since we are doing projects, isn't it the same way we do all kinds of large-scale project inspections? If the visual effects are stunning enough, aside from the bells and whistles, wouldn't it be easier to attract investment?"
Ronan's response may sound a bit irrelevant at first, but Lanier keenly captured the core information:
"So this is part of...a project?"
His finger traced an imaginary circle around the deck of the cargo ship.
"Ang, this is a temporary development based on the project. Your sect has invested so many people, and you will probably know the overall structure of this experimental site soon."
"I didn't notice it at all just now..."
Raniere's tone sounded like he was regretting having called Kwon Min Hyuk back early.
"It won't be too long."
Ronan said nonchalantly, while facing the sun's rays, squinting his eyes and observing carefully for a while - this was probably the most serious observation he had done since Geng Huai appeared.
Lanier originally wanted to say something more, but when he saw his appearance, he temporarily stopped talking.
However, not long after, Ronan took the initiative and asked him: "Mr. Lanier. Have you ever played games?"
"Game means..."
"To be more precise, have you ever played the game Ten Days in the Wild?"
Lanier was silent for a second, maybe longer, and then responded: "I have been in contact with him when I have free time."
"Do you usually play more immersive games, or do you play more chess games?"
"Let's play chess."
Ronan snapped his fingers: "That's it. If Mr. Lanier doesn't mind, can you take advantage of the opportunity to observe the project and do me a favor?"
Without waiting for Raniere's consent, while Ronan was speaking, he swiped his finger from top to bottom in the middle of the virtual workspace, activated the clone function, added a new workspace next to it, and sent it to Raniere. .
Chief Priest Lanier looked at the blank space and was confused for a moment.
"Hold on."
Lanier vaguely remembered that Ronan had said this before.
This time, he did not have to wait long. As Ronan operated in the virtual workspace in front of him, new content appeared in the fluorescent area in front of Lanier, filled with relatively complex light and shadow effects.
It looks like the settings and selection interface before officially entering the game scene, with three choices of mode, scene and monster marked on it.
Among them, the mode is not selectable for the time being, and there is only a "war chess" mode; the scenes available for selection are relatively rich. Although there are only a few sketches, at a glance, you can see grasslands, deserts, bases, and even starry skies. and so on, can be clearly identified at a glance.
Then there are the monsters. There are so many of them that you can't pull them all the way through even if you move your fingers. It is also in the nature of a draft, and each structure is twisted and ferocious, but it is also extremely vivid. There is a sense of movement and tension that can emerge from the light and shadow with just a few more strokes.
"The interface design was based on the interface design of Ten Days in the Wild, and the pictures were all drawn by myself. It is not finalized in the first place, I can only say that it is very different.
"Similarly, it's also because it's not finalized. Don't switch too frequently, otherwise it may cause rules conflicts. Before the other side can break free, we will blow up the battlefield ourselves."
Ronan's explanation was somewhat unreasonable, but Lanier also knew that it was impossible to expect Ronan to give him a complete instruction manual.
He already vaguely knew something now. He did not refuse or choose. He relied entirely on instinct and followed the logic of "human-computer interaction" in the interface. He chose the default first scene, a featureless wilderness grassland; as for the monster, it was also the first one. One--you can't even tell what kind of alien they are.
After the selection was completed, the interface changed. From here, he saw the distorted image of "soap bubbles" floating on the river. Soon his perspective was driven and penetrated inside.
First there was a distorted afterimage of chaos, and then Geng Huai was seen.
It is similar to God's perspective, condescending, looking down at the new extraordinary species who may be on the "deck" in the next version, clearly and intuitively, with detailed details.
His face, filled with worry, irritation and excitement, was gradually being eroded by suspicion.
Because at this moment, the solidified and distorted scene inside the "soap bubble" began to change. The mountains, rivers and rivers that had been changed beyond recognition by him completely collapsed, but soon they were replaced by the vast grassland and the vague blue sky.
Even wider than before.
At the same time, at the end of the field of vision, a ferocious alien squeezed in from the twisted and broken scene of the previous period and confronted him in the air. Behind it, the time and space with green grass and blue sky as the main theme forms a perfect closed loop.
The above is exactly the game scene that Archbishop Lanier saw and seemed to be controlled by him. He took a shallow breath, and Quan Minhyuk's body cooperated perfectly:
"That wild boar will go crazy."
