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Chapter 600 The wanderer (1)

This time, Ronan just chuckled twice.

The blood demon explained a few words to him: "There is a special mineral deposit in the Deep Blue World that does not exist on the earth. The Apocalypse Laboratory calls it the 'Yuan Mother'. The specific nature is not clear. It is said to be a semi-energetic strange object and is extremely difficult to collect.

, there is also information saying that it is simply impossible to do it with the current technical level... Of course, it is hard to say whether Levi can do it."

"Yuan Mother? Is it the kind used as fuel by the backup energy system of the Deep Blue Walker?" Ronan said that he had studied the Deep Blue Platform in depth, and he immediately pulled up the relevant information in his mind.

"That is a low-purity Yuan Mother. To be precise, it is only an impurity in the ore that has been radiated by the 'Yuan Mother' energy. It is purified through special technology. It can barely be regarded as an associated ore... No, it really can't be considered a true associated mineral.

The ore is the superconducting mineral 'ghost stone' that forms a super strong magnetic field and wraps the Yuan mother mineral deposits within it, which is the most fundamental origin of the 'superconducting revolution' after World War III."

The electrical signal carrying the blood demon's expression was transformed into sound waves, which entered Ronan's ears and stirred, causing him to let out a slight sigh:

"The superconducting revolution...tsk!"

Another pillar of the contemporary metropolis, the transportation and energy supply network like human blood vessels, as well as countless basic materials and technical fields, are actually engraved with Levi's brand from the very foundation.

Levi is really a big boss type guy.

And this is only the part he showed to people, although many people, including the blood demon, should be able to guess that the core supporting this powerful power has far exceeded the level that the current civilization of the earth should present.

But so far, no particularly obvious or conclusive evidence has been seen either from the blood demon's mouth or from the information Ronan himself knew.

If given the chance, I'm afraid many people in the world would grab Ronan's collar and ask: Where did your theory of configurations and super configurations come from?

But for Li Wei, it seemed that even if he pressed me, he wouldn’t know where to start.

At this point, he seems to be more "low-key" than Ronan - in fact, to put it bluntly, it's just because Levi's current deep foundation on the earth is unparalleled.

This "extraterrestrial demon" must not be simply regarded as an isolated individual. Just like in an RPG game, before meeting the final boss, you always have to toss through endless levels for a long time.

Within a few seconds, Ronan thought of Levi, and then of many other familiar, semi-familiar, or completely unfamiliar figures, and even of the more distant, deep starry sky that he only had fragmentary knowledge of.

After thinking about it like this, after repeated it several times, he finally laughed and said: "Okay, I understand, thank you for letting me know. Let's meet up and talk in detail later."

The blood demon also smiled back: "Okay, let's meet and chat."

The communication hung up, and Ronan couldn't help but think more: Levi has such a common and close connection with the extraordinary species in the world, what about the blood demon?

Speaking of which, this should be a high probability event.

Ronan didn't feel strange at all.

He shook his head slightly and walked through the underground laboratory.

This location is only a few walls away from the independent power station that supplies energy to the entire North Shore Gear. With Ronan's sensitivity, he can even clearly hear the buzzing roar of the energy furnace when it is operating.

Listening to this voice, Ronan's thoughts became a little wandering.

He still remembered that when he was here, he borrowed the reserve energy of the power station and discovered some of the secrets of external neurons. But now that he thought about it, there was a lot to explore in the details.

In today's world, all technological equipment, at least intelligent electrical equipment, has no resistance to external neurons... Well, it should be said that quite a few of the movement products Ronan saw were almost defenseless.

.

At first, Ronan only regarded it as the crushing of low-level civilizations by high-level extraterrestrial civilizations.

But with continuous study and research, especially after the experience at the relay station, he gained a deeper understanding of movement technology. All the functions that he had imagined because of the unknown have returned to the level of reality.

In actual movement technology, some functional areas are more magical than Ronan imagined; but some still have their inherent limitations, and they must comply with the Basic Law anyway.

Take the control of electrical equipment, for example. If the architecture of both parties is wrong, and even the underlying information encoding basis is different, how can we talk about control?

The reason why movement products can achieve this is only because there is no difference at the bottom, but a high degree of convergence - the movement technology from the depths of the distant starry sky is fully matched with the earth's contemporary information technology?

Are there too many coincidences in the universe?

Rather than imagining this, Ronan believed that it had gone through a long and profound integration. And it was a comprehensive tilt from the weak side to the strong side.

It’s so… so considerate!

When his mind was wandering, Ronan had already walked out of the jungle on the north bank and came to the slightly empty campus.

Because it was class time, there were few people on the huge campus of Zhixing College, and the few people we met were in a hurry. Most of the students and teachers were divided into large and small classrooms according to the scheduled courses.

Among them, it has its own school rules and regulations.

Ronan, who had already entered a state of suspension from school, was completely an anomaly at this time.

Of course, among the tens of thousands of students and even teachers in the school, there are also many who have long been impatient with the constraints of the past rules. They skip classes, take leave, and work. Even if some people are in the classroom, they are distracted, and some even

Through the window, I could see Ronan leisurely walking around the campus, and I couldn't tell how envious I was.

Of course, they just envied Ronan's freedom.

If these people were to know what kind of price they would have to pay, what kind of pressure they would have to endure in order to receive Ronan's current treatment, or they would be subject to a brand-new rule that was still unknown, I am afraid that most people would immediately put aside their concerns.

The thoughts are extinguished.

After all, if you are asked to completely change your current living habits, even at the expense of the future, most people will feel that there is nothing wrong with "now".

This is custom and order.

Ronan definitely didn't hate order, and he even had a strong tendency toward order. But once he recognized it clearly, what kind of shadow was cast on the skeleton that supported the surface order; the inner marrow that was quietly growing inside, and

No matter what kind of genes and cells it is rooted in, a heavy pressure arises in the bottom of my heart.

Vaguely, the pressure seemed to turn into a dark shadow, pressing down on the back of his head silently, threatening to break the flesh and bones at any time and deliver a fatal blow.

At this time, the so-called "order" is very hateful.

Ronan touched the back of his head and muttered to himself:

"To maintain the entropy decrease in a system, there must be a channel to deal with the entropy increase... Where is that channel, the sewage pipe that meets the relevant magnitude?"

If, if he wants to subvert this order, where should he start?

June 16, 2097, the third Sunday in June, is also known as Father's Day due to the influence of a strong civilization before the Third World War. It is basically one of the world's consumerism commemorations.

This morning, Ronan's family finally got rid of the clutches of Ms. Luo Shuqing and home smart boss Mo. After working overtime for many days, uncle Mo Haihang finally had a break and personally cooked a delicious meal for everyone.

breakfast.

Moreover, the whole family gathered together today, and even Mo Peng actually got up before lunch on a rare weekend. The six of them gathered around the table, without the rush of work and school. They talked to each other while eating, which was quite enjoyable.

Its fun.

The current theme on the dinner table is Raven.

Mo Peng poured breakfast into his stomach in three strokes, focusing on chatting and gossiping: "Last night, someone posted another practice video. Ruiwen didn't participate in it, but what does it mean to be in the camera frequently?"

He was talking about Ruiwen, but Mo Peng's eyes glanced at Mo Ya: "Mingtang Culture is now leaking from all sides. Even if I am the leader, it won't reach this level. Is this hype going to end?"

Rui Wen had no reaction at all and only ate in small bites. She looked quiet and delicate, and seemed to be savoring the delicious aroma of each mouthful of porridge and soup - she just didn't know what these ordinary foods looked like in her level of perception.

Ronan looked at Ruiwen for a long time and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her head.

At this time, Moya slowly picked up a piece of sesame pancake and tore it open: "Since you know it's hype, why are you wasting your time?"

"I can't pay attention to beauties!" Mo Peng said confidently, but Ms. Luo Shuqing gave her a cold blow, and her momentum immediately fell to the ground, giving her a haha, "I think you guys have gone too far. Someone in our class has already started betting.

Will Ruiwen make her debut... It is said that some people are starting to build a fan club online. If this continues, it will not end well!"

Moya, like Rui Wen, ate the cake in small bites. Just because she made it, she seemed comfortable and casual, and the staple food felt like a snack: "It doesn't end well, it will make your income easier! You let Rui Wen sign,

Take it out and sell it..."

"No, absolutely not!" Mo Peng received the unpredictable looks from his parents at the same time, and almost peeed in fear. He immediately raised his hand and called out to Zhuang Tianqu, "I used it myself. I just wanted to warm up.

Driving traffic online will help you gain a few more fans, it’s true!”

Ms. Luo Shuqing still looked unhappy.

Mo Haihang laughed it off and turned to Mo Ya: "Your company has gone too far in the past two days. It could be said to be a cover and protection before, but now it has seen the effect. It is still so popular that it is not willing to come down. Maybe it will cause trouble later.

What's going on? If you can tell me, I'll go talk to them."

Moya shrugged: "It's inconvenient to say anything. They've obviously let the heat get to their heads in the past two days."

At this point, Moya asked back: "The parade has not stopped yet. Is the government sincere? Don't wait until the end. The infection will not be messed up and let those things that are old sesame and rotten millet get into trouble!"

Mo Haihang shook his head: "Looking through files is not easy."

He repeated his old trick, changing the topic lightly and looking at Ronan: "Are you going out today?"

Ronan grinned: "Well, I'll be back before dinner."


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