In the darkness, Luo Yuan's voice was like the tip of a knife rubbing against the moss of the ruins: "When her body was found, these marks were painted with blood.
"The bandits who broke in at that time used high-power electromagnetic bombs in order to cut off contact with the inside and outside. At that time, except for self-operating life maintenance devices such as nutrition cabins, all the electronic equipment around them were completely destroyed... She could only leave a message in this way.
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"But not long after, the blood stains on it dried up and became blurry. Luo Zhongheng used a knife to carve out the original traces as a souvenir. So, this is not first-hand information."
Ronan took a deep breath: "What does this mean?"
"how could I know?"
Luo Yuan's tone didn't sound like rejection, but rather distress and jealousy.
Then Ronan understood: "Is it left for my dad?"
"..."
The silence was taken as an admission. Ronan subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and felt that his facial muscles were numb. Even with small movements, it was difficult to pull them successfully. At the same time, his mind was also numb, so that even the most basic ability to imagine was not possible.
Frozen - he wanted to recreate the situation, but his mind was empty.
In the end, Ronan just put down his other knee and silently knelt in front of the remains of the nutrition warehouse, staring deeply, making sure to burn those scratches into the depths of his memory.
Gradually, his vision became somewhat empty again, vaguely passing through the scratches and the cabin that carried it, towards a deeper place.
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Luo Yuan had no intention of respecting his feelings. He mentioned the old words again and sneered: "Are you really ready to cry? Do you want me to avoid it so that you can brew your emotions?"
Ronan ignored him, like a lifeless sculpture.
It would be perfect if it was really "dead".
Luo Yuan was thinking in his heart.
He didn't forcefully pull Ronan up. He just stared at the back of the young man's head, wondering how likely it was that if he used the plane crossbow now, he would beat the boy in front of him to death.
He had to admit that now, like most people in the world, he could not see through Ronan more and more.
Well, in fact, he didn't see clearly the pursuit of Ronan near Xiacheng Municipal Square last year, otherwise he wouldn't have let Ronan escape... even if there was a plan to attack east and west.
Even more so now.
If at that time, he could still touch the extremely fragile interaction boundary between Ronan's material and spiritual bodies, and try to directly obliterate his physical body, it would be over. But today, that "boundary" has almost disappeared.
Even if he observes from his unique extreme perspective, all he can see are intertwined and chaotic power trajectories, as well as energy clouds that interact with each other.
Luo Yuan's cheek muscles twitched slightly, but this time he was grinding his teeth unconsciously:
The more I observe, the more I can confirm that this kid Ronan is intertwined with the material world, the extreme realm of the abyss, and the ever-changing spiritual ocean of the world.
Even though this blending is not complete, even the word "blending" is not accurate enough.
The so-called "fusion" can only prove that Ronan has strong interference in the above fields. Even if he is not doing anything now, his existence itself has caused ups and downs in many fields.
The true existence of the world is hidden under these waves of intertwined influence. No matter from any angle, what you see is only an incomplete silhouette.
Only by combining different observation angles and refining them can we capture his whereabouts, but that is not an exact answer.
For example, even if the body of this unmistakable young man is clearly in front of you and you can reach out and touch it, if you want to launch a fatal blow to him, you have to penetrate more than just the ruins of this laboratory.
The dirty air was the level on which Ronan could intervene instantly.
Even though the offensive power of the "plane crossbow" is unparalleled in the world, with Ronan's current wide-area interference ability, when the plane crossbow penetrates the extreme area of the abyss, multiple interactions between the spiritual and material levels will interfere with the waves. Ronan
Will you still be where you are?
You know, this is a bastard who is proficient in moving across space!
Probably in the extremely quiet environment, the sound of Luo Yuan's teeth grinding was a little too clear. Ronan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke:
"If you want to design an assassination plan against me, just conduct a thought experiment. It's best not to make random gestures with real objects..."
The physical object Ronan refers to is, of course, the large space-time fragment that the "Plane Crossbow" rests on.
In fact, Ronan's words can be reversed. He hopes that Luo Yuan will be stimulated and make a few more useless attempts. In this way, maybe it won't be long before he can locate the fragment and solve this personal problem.
Luo Yuan's eyes narrowed, but instead of tit for tat, he remained silent.
He noticed that as Ronan opened his mouth, the wide-area and multi-layered chaotic interference effect had obviously converged. It seemed that it was a period of exertion before, but now it has returned to normal.
Some of the tension is lost, but it becomes more gloomy.
This ups and downs caused the surrounding space to become slightly turbulent.
What is Ronan doing?
Luo Yuan was thoughtful and silent, but Ronan didn't let him go.
After breaking the silence, Ronan seemed to no longer be immersed in the myths about family ties and the past. He stood up, regardless of the fact that his clothes were soaked in sewage, and turned to look at Luo Yuan, his pupils still focused in the darkness, cold and cold.
Flashing:
"I suddenly discovered that you always like to do unnecessary things. Is this a sequelae of being driven by delusions and emotions?"
Luo Yuan laughed hoarsely: "This is the tone of a doctor who has been ill for a long time."
"No, I'm questioning you."
Ronan stepped on the sewage under his feet and took two steps forward towards the nutrition cabin. His knees had already touched the cabin. He leaned forward and reached out to touch the ruins of the wall on which the tilted nutrition cabin rested.
There were several knocks in the darkness, which were deep but not empty. They were solid, but Ronan was even more certain in his heart: "When you were making blind gestures just now, didn't you notice that the structure here is relatively 'brittle'?"
"This is originally a subsidence area."
"You know that's not what I'm talking about. I mean, it should be more 'crispy' here, especially behind the nutrition cabin. There is an obvious contact point, but you isolated it. You should understand what I mean..."
"It's not a good habit to imitate adults in playing riddles."
"Ah, I'm so sorry."
The apology was directed at Professor Wu. The next second, Ronan directly turned off the perspective sharing function.
Then, he came up with a more straightforward statement: "What I mean is that there is a 'point' leading to the fog maze nearby, at least there once was."
"You also call it a maze? It's really the same lineage, and the naming standards are all the same." Luo Yuan answered casually, but after all, he was more focused on the core, "However, the official name of the entire project is 'Cloak', and your grandfather has always been so insistent.
"
"...Well, it sounds a little better."
It also has more profound meaning.
But Ronan didn't want to be distracted by the name. He just said: "If it develops naturally, the nutrition cabin should have been involved in the 'cloak' and taken away long ago!"
Luo Yuan still sneered: "How can there be 'nature'? It's completely man-made design."
"Is it my father?"
"Yes, it's him. I only discovered later that he didn't have the ability to open the tunnel to the maze, so I imitated Qingwen's design and set up an ambush around him, hoping that through the power of time, he would eventually open an opening and send someone away.
This thing goes in."
The Luo Yuan faction said calmly: "Maybe this is a test, maybe it's just a simple ritual, but...such an ominous thing, of course, can roll as far as it goes!"
He raised his voice and kicked hard. He was still far away from the nutrition cabin, but it also splashed mud and water all over the sky. He hit Ronan, but was stopped by the barrier of nothingness.
Ronan became more and more calm: "So, you imitated my mother's design and interfered? Combined with Dr. Wang's description, my mother's ashes were indeed scattered on the opposite side of the 70 Format Laboratory..."
In the cloak?"
Of course, the cloud world is also possible.
Dr. Wang didn't know much about the cutting-edge laboratory on the plateau, but Ronan, who had already occupied it, certainly understood what the most meaningful place was.
Luo Yuan remained silent.
Ronan laughed. This was not really gratifying information, but it could give some symbolic comfort to people's delicate hearts.
After clearing up the misunderstanding, I felt really good watching Mr. Luo Zhongheng do what he did. Everything was done at a point he could accept.
In any case, it seems that his daily contact with his mother has become closer.
Luo Yuan must have noticed the slight change in the expression on Ronan's face, and hissed in a low voice: "Sure enough, you and Luo Zhongheng are both seemingly gentle and selfish ghosts..."
"Isn't this man in front of me a paranoid man who forces others into his own dream?"
The direct and childish quarrel did not continue. Ronan also had complicated feelings about this special device that reconstructed the relationship between his mother and himself.
Of course, the most essential reason is that Ronan, and perhaps Luo Yuan, do not want to use the emotions related to Bu Qingwen as a weight in the endless struggle.
Ronan just announced: "That's it for the nutrition cabin. Both of you are imitating poorly enough. You can let time make your choice in the future. However, you don't want to go to the 70 Format Laboratory in the future."
"Is that your private property?" In fact, Luo Yuan may not be able to go there now, but he will never lose his words, "To a formal member of the laboratory?"
"Once." Ronan simply explained.
Luo Yuan's gaze penetrated the darkness and stared at him: "Are you refusing to negotiate, or are you trying to enlarge your bargaining chip?"
"Negotiation? Ah, I'm sorry, your paranoid persona was so successful that I almost believed you! So in the future, I still have to treat professional gene traffickers and terrorists with an attitude that is more appropriate, right?"
"……what ever."
Luo Yuan turned around and stepped on the sewage first to leave. After a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said: "I'm very curious. Did you become what you are now just because of your talent? Or did your dead father leave you enough things?
?
"Or maybe he's still giving you some advice..."
Ronan raised his eyes and also looked at Luo Yuan.
After a moment, he shrugged: "I probably understand what's going on with you. People like you don't know how to live if you can't find an enemy. But what if you really have no enemies? Give yourself and others more
Play, or simply draw a target and toss, from beginning to end, from beginning to end...
"The question is, what should you do if the world is not what you imagined it to be?"
Luo Yuan laughed softly: "The way you think you have seen through everything is quite similar to your grandfather now. He was much more stylish before."
With that said, he took steps again and disappeared into the darkness. Not long after, the body was silently turned into flesh and blood under Ronan's induction.
"Hey, if you're like this, I can't explain it to Professor Wu when I go up. Maybe he thinks I killed you here."
Of course no one responded.
Ronan turned around and faced the nutrition cabin again, but the smile on his face had solidified there and remained unchanged for a long time.