"Why, you are slandering me here without falling into your net?" Mo La's voice was slightly distorted after being analyzed by electromagnetic wave transmission, but the unscrupulous sense of ease was consistent.
Ronan explained matter-of-factly: "It's not a network, it's just an information exchange channel that takes advantage of the ubiquity of gray matter compounds in their physical and spiritual structures to 'drive'... It can also be said to be 'kneaded'."
"Tsk, you can just replace the damn term 'driver'. Anyway, I feel more and more now that it's a wise decision to stay away from the Golden Triangle!"
"The so-called 'drive' is for gray matter and has nothing to do with people..."
"Is it the effect of the 'Heaven and Man and Demon Map'?"
"news-clever."
The problem is, she is obviously avoiding the topic of "Baifeng-kun".
Ronan understood this, but he didn't point it out and continued step by step, "I insist that these information channels, or information chains, are a very rare experience. I have no restrictions on information channels, they can detect each other The existence and state of..."
"This is life-threatening!"
"Isn't information source that exists at the same level very valuable? If you can calm down and think carefully, you will find many ideas that can be used for reference, as well as pitfalls that need to be taken as a warning... After the initial discomfort, Wait until tomorrow morning, you can contact a few more people, maybe there will be new answers."
Mo La smiled happily there, at least it sounded like this: "This advertisement is the premium you paid, junior brother? It's too much!"
"Uh, sorry, I almost went off topic."
"No, I think it's good to chat like this." Mo La's words were hard to distinguish between true and false, and the meaning of curiosity was quite strong. "It seems that you are in a good mood today."
"How can I see it?"
"You used to speak like a black boss, either threatening or intimidating..."
"You asked for it."
"Hey!"
"My mood hasn't changed much today. If I have to say changes, maybe I'm learning."
"What to study?"
"Learning from you... is quite admirable."
"Can you be more specific?"
"Mindset, state, etc."
Now the topic has really gone off the rails.
But Ronan still told the truth.
Regardless of "inhuman targets" such as "Baifengjun", there are currently more than twenty extraordinary species "locked" in the information chain. Faced with the turbulent and transparent flow of information, these powerful people at the pinnacle of the earth must We, some people's response attitude is very telling.
After the initial period of severe discomfort, their excellent qualities slowly emerged:
Calm, calm, sharp, calm...
Especially "slack".
Extraordinary species tend to be lax.
Probably because on earth, most of the time, there are basically no objects that pose a direct threat to their lives within their sensing and cognitive range.
At the same time, the physical and spiritual framework structure and corresponding ability system that are far superior to ordinary people also allow them to have an almost "foreseeable" sense of unexpected situations that are beyond common sense.
This gives them the confidence to face all problems calmly.
There is no doubt that this is a very good state and a positive cycle that promotes each other.
Extraordinary species also know the value of this state, so even if they encounter some high-risk situations that make it difficult for them to deal with them calmly, they will rely on their rich experience to maintain a "relaxed" posture as much as possible... Of course, the reverse can also be done And for this reason, the enemy misjudged.
When dealing with extraordinary beings, there is no certain rule for distinguishing relaxation or tension, naturalness or deliberateness, but it is something that needs to be paid attention to.
Anyway, Ronan envied this "relaxation".
He was lacking in this.
Although many people who have interacted with him or watched his "teaching videos" say that he is calm and calm, with a lot of troubles in his chest, and even nothing left in his eyes.
It also sounds like "relaxation".
But Ronan knows his own family affairs, and his state has nothing to do with "relaxation" most of the time. It's just that he is highly focused on a certain field and does not pay attention to other details.
Since he was ten years old, he has plunged into the field of format theory and has never known what "relaxation" feels like. As for safety, confidence, and foresight, there is no trace of it.
Even though I have walked sideways on the earth, I read Tianyuan history lessons every day, read the rituals and ancient writings on the power of gods and kings, and try to understand, practice, and get closer, but I feel that the road ahead is long...
It’s hard to say “relaxation” from the bottom of your heart.
But Ronan wanted to try again.
Even if you can't achieve true relaxation, you can still see through or even break through other people's relaxed state.
"Let's get down to business, senior sister, your situation should be unique among the extraordinary species. You are not interested in the information chain network, maybe you think it has no reference value..."
"Ha, you admitted it, it's obviously 'Net'!"
Ronan no longer paid attention to Mo La's little movements that blurred the focus, and continued speaking at his own pace:
"But sometimes, the reference does not necessarily need to be found in the same category... In addition, the meaning of 'similar' here may need to be redefined."
"Junior brother, can you say something that I can understand?"
Ronan did not change the way he spoke: "I recently learned a sentence that I don't like very much, but it may also reveal part of the truth..."
"What?"
Mo La didn't hear Ronan's suddenly strange and unfamiliar pronunciation clearly, and subconsciously asked.
"I mean: Heaven and humans are not humans."
Ronan added a little explanation: "You can understand the 'celestial being' here as the 'transcendent species'. Although it is not precise, it is not far away.
"Also, there is a matching message: Find your kindred spirit - it may not be in your default group."
Mo La fell silent.
It lasted so long that Ronan almost thought she had hung up the phone. But in the end, Mo La still replied:
"You made it up yourself, right?"
"of course not."
Ronan is quite innocent. This is obviously what he saw from the ancient calligraphy materials of ritual sacrifice. Didn't you see that he read out the original text?
Mo La laughed again, but he was a little stern: "I understand, 'Baifengjun', I want to verify it, and find something that you are willing to pay a premium for, junior brother... I will contact you later. "
She finally took the initiative to jump back to "Baifengjun".
Ronan also believed that this communication was very effective.
When it was over, Mo Lahu said again: "There is something I also want to say to you, junior brother."
"Speaking."
"If those, um, two sentences were actually made up by you... you are in great danger."
Mo La's words were not threats, but gloating.
Ronan pursed his lips and responded softly: "Thanks for the reminder."
The night is getting darker, but it is still not quiet in the forward base.
The Burners in the Deep Blue Cluster who were forced to go on missions, except for the really heartless ones, were still digesting a large amount of information that was crammed into them today - in the form of discussions and chats, and it was difficult to sleep for a while.
The explorers and mercenaries "next door" are even more experienced night owls, and their lives of drunkenness and dreams have just begun.
In such an environment, it is really not easy to find peace.
Meng Tu had no time to spare.
Half an hour after entering the forward base, he finally found a person among more than thirty subordinates who was capable of handling general affairs, and threw all the chores over.
After getting rid of the biggest burden, he also successfully got the opportunity to report to Ronan.
Ronan was not in the room at this time. Fortunately, the advance base itself is not big, and the rest area is even smaller, so it’s not too difficult to find.
This base was just as they saw from the air. It was built along the river and ran north-south. The north was closer to the main body of the mountain range, which was also the direction from which the dark blue cluster flew.
The person in charge of the base took out one-third of the space on the north side for the Deep Blue cluster to rest.
It must be said that he did a good job in cleaning up, even the boat berths on the river were cleared. The largest ship that can operate on the river was also moved across the connection with other areas to separate it.
This side of the berth facing the river has only the flickering lights for a while, which is the most refreshing.
Meng Tu didn't spend much time before he saw Ronan's back by the river.
Frankly speaking, Ronan at this time was more in line with Meng Tu's expectation of a transcendent image.
Ronan sat in a cross-legged posture, facing the colorful river water reflecting the lights, his body suspended, as if he was meditating, or lost in thought.
With him here, the night wind blowing over the broad river seemed to become more cautious.
Meng Tu wasn't sure if he could disturb him, but as he slowly approached, he heard Ronan ask:
"Colonel Meng, is something wrong?"
"Ah, I want to check with you about tomorrow's itinerary."
"There's no need to rush this."
Ronan's voice was smooth and clear, not affected by the flowing night wind at all: "Tiger and Long Qi will probably arrive in the middle of the night. At that time, depending on the progress of the work and the effectiveness, it will not be too late to make a decision."
"Is the tiger coming?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Meng Tu knew that he had said something stupid. Before setting off, Ronan had clearly reached an agreement with Tiger, and this was not something he should worry about.
Ronan comforted him: "At present, today's progress is quite impressive. We have actually jumped a few points, and the sampling results are still good. Of course, there are some small changes in the situation... I will think about it again tonight, maybe tomorrow morning You can go to Lake City for a vacation."
Meng Tu was flattered by Ronan's kind attitude.
Although Ronan has never given him a cold face since they met, facing a weirdo who always says incomprehensible words, does incomprehensible things, and demands your unconditional cooperation... ah, this is the pinnacle. Strong people don't know how much pressure there is unless they experience it for themselves.
At this time, Ronan by the river did not change his gentle attitude, but he was able to patiently explain to him... The most important thing was that he roughly understood it, and he naturally breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Tu felt that it was good that the request for instructions was over here. There was no need to bring out other miscellaneous things to disturb Ronan's peace. It would not be too late to confirm the itinerary later.
"Then you are busy, ahem...continue. Mr. Tiger is here, I will contact you again."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Ronan never looked back, and Meng Tu didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Before leaving, I heard the sound of a fish jumping out of the water in the river not far away.
This book is nothing, but Meng Tu instinctively felt that the flow of the river seemed to be faster?
He shook his head, but felt that his face was a little damp. He subconsciously reached out and touched it. It felt like he had been caught in the rain. Only then did he realize that it was raining and foggy at some point along the river.
It is now the wet season in the river basin, and it is normal to have some light rain at night.
Meng Tu thought so and continued walking back. He also vaguely felt that it was a little difficult to move his body, as if there was an invisible piece of cloth wrapped around him in the darkness.
It's not tightly wrapped, but it has an obvious binding force.
Only then did he realize that something was wrong, and turned to look at Ronan, who still maintained a cross-legged posture and seemed to have no reaction to Meng Tu's gaze.
But I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Against the backdrop of the lights near the ship berth, the fine powdery rain and mist in the night sky doesn’t seem very natural, showing a certain unified posture:
It seems to have formed a curtain and a cloak, swinging endlessly, but having nothing to do with the air current on the river.
Meng Tu opened his mouth, then closed it tightly, turned around and left quickly.
Behind him, the sound of water flowing on the river became clearer, as if it was gurgling in his ears.
It was as if there was a fish tail slapping suddenly, penetrating through the auricle, causing his internal organs to tremble.
