Chapter 626: Three paragraphs of solution (Part 2)
When Ronan spoke there, he tended to be more theoretical as usual. The members of the world in the live broadcast room were already accustomed to this. Some were playing barrage, and some were talking directly in the comment area.
Anyway, data exchange is quite lively.
"It turns out that this is the distortion in Mr. So-and-so's eyes."
"It seems to make sense."
"It must make sense...this position!"
"Pili Yangqiu has had enough!"
"What about the material layer, the life layer, the fantasy layer? Why can't I understand it?"
"Super configuration, you didn't listen to the class at Ticheng Beach last month?"
"What a pity. Live broadcast of childbirth is so exciting!"
"Fragment rules...what are fragments, and what are the complete rules?"
"Are you getting ready for class again? Please, I don't have enough energy in the evening, can you change the time slot?"
Some people are very interested, while others are intimidated.
This is also due to the fact that Ronan's "teaching" this time focused on ordinary people and was not the focus of the other world.
However, many people are somewhat curious:
"By the way, are these words prepared for us? I mean, if he were still in the ZM live broadcast room now, would he still say these things?"
"Even if I speak, who will understand?"
"So, Ronan also talks about people and ghosts."
"..."
This "Brother Guihua" who is very good at naming names is the one who was previously preparing to educate the general public about "Miss Two Thousandths". His ID is "Geng Geng", and many people remember this guy.
"Hey, hey, don't think that repeating words can make you look cute, it might also make you angry!"
At this time, those who could start a discussion with "Brother Guihua" were all warriors. However, there were several barrages that followed, which seemed particularly weird:
"It seems that he is not only concerned about surrounding affairs and academic issues as rumored, but is actually very sensitive to external reactions."
"At this age, people's personalities are not allowed to change?"
"Change...the change in your mouth can be directly replaced with 'big trouble'. You actually keep urging such a guy to come to the New World."
"Is the New World your home?"
"Sooner or later."
"hehe."
"Hey, why does it smell weird in front?"
"Brother, why don't you turn on the ID display for the live barrage in this world? You wouldn't do this even if you wanted to die!"
"...Holy shit!"
Some people obediently turned on the ID display function, or went to the comment area to search. When they saw the ID, they basically spat out a curse word.
Of course, it can't be shown on the screen anyway.
"Ah ah ah, the blood demon is now online!"
"Ruster...Rust?"
"The only person who would consider the New World his home is Mr. Steel Rust, the greatest homeless activist in the world."
It is recognized that the blood demon likes to chat about mountains and rivers on the Internet, but he is very friendly and takes the initiative to introduce the "friends" he chats with. He is a mortal on the physical side, the Q of Hearts in "Deck", one of the sixteen strongest people in the world, and claims to be
The wandering Archon of the King of the New World.
And before people expressed their admiration, it was the ID called "Geng Geng" again:
"Who is that 'iron-blooded' guy?"
"The one who is laughing at the steel must be 'Louis the Slaughterer', stupid! Little Geng, your brain needs to be exercised again!"
"If you dare, say it again!"
At this time, most people realized in hindsight that the guy who fired off the cannons was really qualified to be unscrupulous.
"dedicated……"
"I'm sorry! MD, I'm not in the deck, so don't I even have the right to be remembered by my name?"
"King of Chaos" Geng Huai was once the right-hand man of "An Bai Zhan". He was stationed in An City and had great military exploits. However, because of his natural chaotic attributes, he repeatedly caused disasters. In the end, even An Dongsheng couldn't stand him and kicked him out.
He was in the military ranks. But this happened to suit his purpose. In recent years, he has wandered in the wilderness and worked hard. It is said that he has achieved extraordinary things and is very likely to become the new 2 of Hearts.
As for "Louis the Slaughterer", let alone the second vice-president of the General Association of Abilities, the sworn enemy of Steel Rust, the Grand Consul of Mengcheng in the New World, and probably the person who has killed the most aberrations and vagrants in the world.
It is said that "the blood flowing from the fingertips can dye the Great Lakes and the Atlantic Ocean red along the Lawrence River", which is the 8 of spades in "The Deck".
These few people are really scary people who can only be seen in the news on weekdays, and they have to travel hundreds of miles to meet each other. To be able to see them in a live broadcast room...
"The photo was successful!"
Suddenly, several extraordinary beings chatted in the live broadcast room, and the atmosphere here instantly exploded. Anyway, these few people did not have the ability to "hunt and kill via network cable", so everyone at most clicked on anonymity and began to take photos boldly and confidently.
The order in the live broadcast room was a little chaotic for a while.
However, the live broadcast is still progressing step by step. Long Qi, who was "explained", was not interested in the "big question" mentioned by Ronan and only asked:
"What exactly is the 'bad fragment' you are talking about? What other qualifications and rules are there? So many people inside and outside call you 'professor', and you are not going to explain it?"
Ronan looked at him strangely, which made Long Qi feel scared.
"Did I said wrong thing?"
"Today is not class time. The main task is to make an armor for Ruiwen. Of course, your cooperation is also needed..."
"The ZM live broadcast room has collapsed. Are you still holding on?"
"I have considered it, otherwise there is no need to say what I said before. I just thought that you should see the relevant meeting minutes."
"What meeting? What minutes?"
"It's the one I ran at Mid-Pacific last month..."
Before Ronan could finish speaking, Long Qi had already raised his hands in surrender. He glanced at the long word "ugh" that instantly filled the screen in the live broadcast room, speaking on behalf of a bunch of poor people who were hurt:
"Professor Luo, do you have any misunderstandings about your status in the world and the authority society?"
"Really? I thought that when the news about the global census came out, the whole world would understand the causes and consequences."
Ronan smiled slightly and was not embarrassed: "It still seems to be a selective release. This is very artificial selection... but it can also correspond to the world I understand."
"..."
It doesn't matter what Ronan said, but he didn't know how many high-ranking extraordinary beings there would be, feeling scratchy on their backs and restless.
Long Qi already regretted that he had broken his mouth. This was not the level he should be involved with in the first place. What he wanted to do most and what he should do most now was to shut up and quickly retreat to an unknown corner...
However, Ronan's eyes had been locked on him. He seemed to have no emotion, but it was enough for Long Qi to immediately understand his current position.
No matter how reluctant he was, he could only bite the bullet and say: "So, Professor Luo, what does the world look like in your eyes?"
Ronan still smiled: "A bad, deformed petri dish that has been interfered with by unnatural means, that's probably what it is."
"..."
Long Qi was once again helpless, but someone in the live broadcast room responded.
Blood Demon: "Hey, don't ignore everyone's tolerance just because they are from the inner world!"
Rusty: "I don't think there's anything wrong with that."
Tie Xue: "It's just the routine of 'I'm not wrong, the whole world is wrong'."
Geng Geng: "Damn it, don't you even qualify for the meeting if you don't enter the deck?"
Blood Demon: "How did I hear that someone was rejected because of seating issues?"
Geng Geng: “Send me a copy of the meeting minutes!”
Ronan's argument was eye-catching, the discussion of several extraordinary species was dizzying, and the vast majority of the audience was in a state of confusion.
They seem to have skipped a level and received information that they should not touch at this level...
Pooh!
We are all members of this other world, we are all elites selected from a hundred thousand, and we are the people who stand at the top of human evolution. What can’t we see? Can’t listen to? Can’t bear?
So what if Ronan's remarks are highly extreme? Don't they still have the most basic ability to distinguish?
"Class begins! Class begins! Class begins!"
The viewers who reacted started to flood the live broadcast room with a barrage of messages in order to prevent chaos in the world, and even the chats of several extraordinary species were washed away.
At this time, the people in the cargo hold shown in the live broadcast footage were almost all slightly dimmed. Of course, among these people, except Long Qi, they were not because of the atmosphere in the live broadcast room, but because of what was happening around them.
The hull seemed to be twisting and tearing with groans.
Outside the cargo hold, heavy and panicked footsteps rushed toward me. Before anyone could see anyone, someone shouted at the top of their lungs:
"Those bones are pulling the boat down..."
This courageous crew member rushed to the door of the cargo hold and saw all kinds of people standing blankly inside. What he said next was suddenly stuck.
Maybe it was because Ronan glanced in his direction?
Before anyone on the scene or in the live broadcast room could react, Ronan spoke again:
"In this world, when an ordinary person goes to a person with abilities, and a person with abilities goes to a higher level, the two leaping passages are both twisted - they are actually the same passage, but there is a huge 'tumor' in it.
"The abnormal beginning, the end that shouldn't be there, and the severely deformed middle end have twisted the world, or at least the people in the world, into three parts.
"Leaving aside everything else, this kind of deformed, increasingly disordered structure makes people angry when they see it in front of them every day."
This is not a lecture, but an expression of ideas and even emotions.
The next second, a harsh "squeaking" sound sounded, which seemed to echo Ronan's. The cargo hold and even the entire hull suddenly plummeted amidst the distorted noise of the metal structure, and then clashed with the sea surface, rising and falling endlessly -
—At least that’s how people feel inside the cabin.
The ability users on the scene were better, but Mr. Song and the crew member, who were just ordinary people, couldn't keep their bodies steady. The crew member rolled directly into the cargo hold, and Mr. Song squatted on the ground, holding the handle of the refrigerator. The ground became increasingly deserted.
.
Affected by this invisible compressive force, not only the cargo hold itself was deformed, but the several open refrigerated cabinets around people, which seemed to be solid and reliable, were also severely distorted.
Some are flattened directly, while others are expanded in the middle, which suddenly opens up the space, but also makes the stacked boxes teetering, as if they may collapse at any time.
In fact, some of the frozen meat that had only been briefly processed had been squeezed out by the sudden pressure, wrapped in ice cubes and blood, and splashed all over the floor, almost burying Mr. Song inside.