"Don't remember? Forget it."
"No, remember, remember!"
Ronan came back to his senses and indeed remembered that he had asked for relevant suggestions when His Majesty Emperor Wu talked about Li Wei's "window period".
That was not only for Levi, but also for the "God's Cloak" that arrived from behind the distant starry sky at an unknown time.
His Majesty Emperor Wu clearly refused at that time, but now he took the initiative to bring it up: "If you really have research on the 'inner universe', then continue it, the effect should be good; but on the other hand, most of the gods are not very interested in it. , pay attention to the consequences.”
What kind of proposal is this?
Fortunately, there is still a second half: "Refer to the Mist Maze, this may be a template for the 'Inner Universe' to fight against the 'God's Cloak' in the Tianyuan Spiritual Network environment... a specimen."
Ronan keenly captured something more central: "So Your Majesty knows the origin of the Mist Maze?"
"Don't you have any guesses, sir?"
His Majesty Emperor Wu responded with the title "matching" and hung up the communication with a smile.
Ronan was stunned. At this time, another prompt came from the inner universe simulator: The loading of "Tianyuan Lingwang Auxiliary System" was completed.
As an "auxiliary system", it is indeed more impressive than a professional editor in terms of novice guidance. After Ronan entered the system, there was a series of guidance prompts to help him understand the specific functions of the auxiliary system.
Soon, Ronan understood: Basically, this is a set of "visualization" tools specifically corresponding to the Tianyuan Spiritual Network.
It does not allow users to master how to use Tianyuan Lingwang, but it simulates or ingests data information of the external real universe space and time in real time, presenting it as a "Tianyuan Lingwang" model, which facilitates users to create and modify their own products. When creating a work, you can use it as a reference and simulate the effect in the real universe in advance.
Hmm, very targeted.
It is worth noting that the guidance of the auxiliary system is very "fool-like", and the instructions are detailed and lengthy, which is obviously different from the usual professional and cold style.
In a sense, this is simply an entry-level textbook for Tianyuan Spirit Network.
So Ronan suspected:
Either the Tianyuan Empire produced this product after the calamity and when they were trapped in the light-containing galaxy, so that the user's understanding of the Tianyuan Spiritual Network is limited and must be guided and explained at all times.
Or, not everyone in the Tianyuan Empire has a "developer mode" perspective like his that can look directly at the Tianyuan Spiritual Network or the God's Cloak.
Well, it could be a bit of both.
In any case, this inner universe simulator has very high specifications and a very good design concept. It should be said that it is the highland of "inner universe" research.
His Majesty Emperor Wu's statement is also quite accurate.
But at this time, Ronan also naturally thought of another statement made by His Majesty the Emperor Wu: The Tianyuan Empire has become a thing of the past... sealed in the long river of silence, waiting to die under the evil curse of the gods.
Ronan was a little distracted, but it didn't last long before the stimulation from the outside came again:
At the mapping level of the origin of the word "I" in the large coordinate system, to be precise, it is the radiation area of the fog maze where grandpa's "node" is located, and the noise starts again.
It was still the same strong interference as before, and it was an extremely manic state at first. This violent fluctuation is transmitted in a complex environment, with some deformations, but the basic characteristics are still there - this is the only regularity that Ronan can detect.
Ronan frowned and looked at his watch: How many minutes has it been?
What's amazing is that as the noise appeared, the "auxiliary system" that was just loaded in the inner universe simulator also popped up an error message:
There is an error in parsing external spatio-temporal data. Automatic parsing will be suspended, or try again after entering the "space-time silhouette" or higher-level computing power application mode.
Oops, it’s just a matter of seconds...
Ronan was a little helpless. You should know that at this time, there was still an unresolved system error in the background of the "Inner Universe Simulator".
When he left the "Relay Station" scene, he accidentally caused the "Evil" data to overflow, which damaged part of the simulator's computing power. The system is being repaired.
Therefore, his current application of the simulator can only be at the 'brain in a vat' level, and subsequent levels such as time and space silhouettes, rule puzzles, and pictures of heaven and man are all unavailable.
Therefore, the computing power is not enough, and it is also because the "noise" pollutes the effective information transmitted by the fog maze.
Under normal circumstances, it seems that it can be analyzed... Wait, which one is the normal state between purity and noise?
As this idea took shape, Ronan's scalp felt a little tight:
If this rhythm persists all day long, let alone grandpa, he will go crazy!
In fact, this is the rhythm.
Time passed by, and the moon was about to climb up to the dome again. The night entered the darkest moment and quickly passed, and then quickly faded.
The moon is bright and clear, and the wilderness has ushered in the dawn.
But Ronan did not escape the quagmire of noise.
August 2, 2097 at 5:45 pm.
Ronan pressed the timer again and began to record another wave of noise interference.
Starting from the first wave in the middle of the night, Ronan has experienced six full waves in about four hours now...this is already the seventh wave of noise invasion.
The frequency is so dense and the interference is so severe that it is impossible to imagine it without personal experience.
Ronan no longer considered boring questions like "did his appearance break the balance?" The current situation is: He did help Grandpa block out the noise, but dispelling and fighting this noise is a very, very difficult task.
Through these few hours of personal experience and observation, Ronan was convinced that there was not just one noise explosion point there, but several at the same time in an area with an uncertain range.
One of the most active points is the one that caused the first two attacks. It does not appear every time, or is the main force every time, but it is the most troublesome situation when it occurs in turns.
Between the several explosive points, there are conflicts, motivations, and peaks of convergence... Well, except for a short period of quiet, no particularly obvious troughs were found.
The intrusion is simply too dense and too irregular.
As Ronan had experienced before, a short period of quiet time between noisy disturbances with no clear pattern was actually another kind of torture.
Under the impact of such noise pollution, Ronan was at the front and had to bear all the pressure. Since he also had to consider the issues of protection and elimination, he even suffered more than Mr. Luo Yuandao.
Ronan didn't want to argue with his grandfather, but it was necessary to argue with the noise from the opposite side.
Noise interference and pollution have had a substantial impact on his state. During these few hours, Ronan tried various daily tasks, and his efficiency basically dropped by 1 to 2 levels, including but not limited to learning and memory, inspiration and conception, fine operations... and so on.
Moreover, the fatigue from not having a normal rest for several days and nights also surged up at this time, echoing the noise interference, which was equivalent to giving him a series of debuffs.
So much so that he was a little emotionally irritable. When he was doing morning lessons, he suddenly got emotional due to the endless burr feeling when the limb joints were adjusting and operating, and he kicked the railing at the edge of the front deck and bent it.
This is already in the mentality of observing an experiment. How would it be compared to normal times?
Of course, Ronan also believes that after a period of adaptation, he should have more mature coping strategies, which should reduce the impact of these negative states to a barely acceptable level.
But is it necessary?
Ronan does not regret the choice to "block the gun" for his grandfather, but couldn't he have used a more positive approach?
In this seemingly limitless situation, in fact, there are surging undercurrents; before Levi's "personal window period" which is unknown when it will come, being conservative and passive is not a good way to solve the problem.
He could not endure this chronic poison-like environment in order to cope with the changes that might intensify and worsen at any time.
He should be more proactive and at least make some proactive attempts.
Before it was to Levi, now it's to the Mist Maze.
At this time, over at Xiacheng Nursing Home, Hong Tehu got up early as usual and entered his grandfather's room. He was surprised to see that there was still no one on the bed.
She hurriedly went to the balcony, but before she stepped in, she saw the old man sleeping soundly on the recliner, and she didn't dare to move for a while.
Probably in the past few years, she has rarely seen such a situation during this time period.
Sleep, for many people, is really a luxury.
Ronan watched this scene, but he couldn't help but yawn and laugh.
He took advantage of the situation and stretched again, and made a decision amidst the subtle sounds of the fascial joints gradually regaining activity.
In the inner universe simulator interface, Ronan exited from the auxiliary system mode and came to the most intuitive primary interface. He focused again on the overall structure of the earth's local time and space. He had already gone through many rounds of plans in his mind and presented them in a clearer form. .
He resisted the influence of the noise and finally made some deductions. Without hesitation, he snapped his fingers.
Around the general cargo ship, the morning light that had just radiated was suddenly distorted and deflected, so that the 10,000-ton cargo ship almost faded under the brightening sky.
When things returned to normal, there were no major changes. Only a woman wearing only a close-fitting nightgown appeared on the front deck.
She had actually woken up and was doing a routine morning meditation class in her room. She was startled by the sudden distortion of time and space, and subconsciously made a defensive posture... At this time, she still maintained a half-kneeling posture, trying to get up.
But when she saw the surrounding environment and the most important people, she immediately withdrew from the alert state... but then entered another state of solemnity.
She stood up, simply tied up her long hair, and adjusted her clothes a little. Regardless of her somewhat cool condition, she bowed to the young man in front of her and saluted:
"Good day, my lord."
