His instinct to laugh, his natural neurological reflex, didn't work.
Long Qi knew something was wrong, and everyone around him looked at him strangely, but he was not annoyed at all. He was still in a high-spirited mood, with a feeling of being tipsy after drinking.
He even wanted to laugh at these people...
Finished!
Long Qi was alert but unable to control it. This emotional abnormality and numbness and misalignment of neurological reactions led him to conclude:
"I'm poisoned!"
The conclusion is very clear, but the thinking is very confusing - why am I poisoned?
At this time, Ronan took a step forward and closed the distance with him: "Excuse me."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand. Long Qi actually wanted to hide, but had no chance. Soon, his scalp hurt slightly as Ronan pulled out one, no, two hairs.
Ronan patted him on the door and said, "That's it."
It was like a spell. Long Qi's paralyzed body bottomed out and the fire of pattern controlled by the movement woke up like a dream and suddenly rose up. According to the standard of automatic defense, it went through from head to toe.
Other parts were fine, but when the "burn" reached the lower part of the neck, close to the back of the neck, an unimaginable severe pain suddenly came.
Caught off guard, Long Qi screamed and instinctively gathered strength. No matter how tight his neck was, it seemed as if a piece of flesh had been torn off.
The habit developed through professional training and years of actual combat allowed him to ignore the pain. He jumped forward first, twisted around in mid-air and looked back. He just happened to see a dark red "nematode" three to five centimeters long that had been sucked full of blood.
, with blazing white flames, bounced away from him.
The blood on the "nematode" was quickly consumed in the flames, and a layer of smoke rose up, but it isolated the fire of the pattern, causing its long and thin body to curl up and escape, and now it became translucent.
Long Qi landed, almost simultaneously, and the "nematode" also fell to the floor. It was twitching and trying to suck the surrounding blood, but it was obviously not strong enough. The translucent body failed to change color, and its vitality began to weaken rapidly, and finally died of stiffness.
There, it turned into a mass of gelatin that was difficult to identify. The blood sloshed around and then disappeared.
"What the hell!" Long Qi blurted out. After escaping the danger, his voice became sharp and his hands and feet became weak.
"The poisonous badger is in a relatively reasonable state of existence...I think so."
Ronan answered matter-of-factly.
Only then did Long Qi notice that the piece of flesh chosen by Wen Huilan had, at some point, melted to the point of leaving only a tear-like remnant - how the hell did this insect hatch?
Ronan misunderstood, and explained smoothly: "The environment has been set up, and there is no shortage of energy and nutrients here to supplement it. It won't take long to begin with."
This is strange to me... Yes, it is also strange, but the absurd "rationality" of mammals turning into bugs, can you not be so understated!
Long Qi grinned and wanted to speak again, but the previous over-excitement ebbed away and naturally formed the phenomenon of over-limit inhibition. He was very tired now and would not speak if he could...
He didn't say it, someone in the live broadcast room said it for him.
"Can anyone explain how Mr. X equated a 'nematode' with a poisonous badger?"
"Translucent 'nematodes' suck blood. They seem to be able to absorb energy from the blood and inject toxins. The effect is to paralyze the nerves and cause a loss of pain. The effect of the toxin is similar to that of the poisonous badger. The poisoned person's emotional abnormality and excitement seem to be a new function.
.”
"Didn't he say, 'a more reasonable state of existence'? He just omitted the keyword 'abnormal gene' behind the poisonous badger."
"To put it simply, a certain gentleman modified the gene coding region and expression, turning a pig into a bug - I have always felt that badgers and pigs are from the same country, so there is no difference in rounding."
“The above class representatives are awesome!”
"The class representative over-interpreted it. If, as he said, this is already the authority of creation, what is in front of me is God! I believe it is an illusion."
"It's true that there are people at this level who are called gods."
"The topic is dangerous!"
It’s not that no one dares to talk about dangerous topics, it’s just that those who dare to talk about them are more interested in the matter itself:
Geng Geng: "Isn't this bug right? It looks scary, but it can't survive on its own."
Blood Demon: "Normally, it should be parasitic in the host's body to obtain a living environment. Note that after being poisoned, Long Qi's breath contains poison. It should be able to achieve a chain reaction... but it was suppressed."
Geng Geng: "So the combination of the bug and the host is the truth about the poisonous badger? The 'poison sac' is actually the result of the alienation and proliferation of parasites?"
Rusty: "I really want to know what will happen next if Ronan doesn't help and let the nematodes actually get in."
Blood Demon: "Aren't you curious about 'hair pulling'?"
Of course curious!
Long Qi is not stupid. No matter how confused he was before, after watching the discussion of several big guys in the live broadcast room, he understood something. Moreover, he is very concerned about his hair!
In this other world, where all kinds of magical curses exist, things like hair and nails are really too sensitive!
But no matter how sensitive he was, Long Qi didn't have the courage to refuse. He just wanted to die and understand.
After finally catching his breath and accumulating enough energy, Long Qi reluctantly grinned: "Professor Luo, do you want to test my 'reasonable state of existence'?"
Ronan did not hesitate to explain: "There is always some comparison, and you are the most important reference target today, so of course I will choose you."
"..."
Why don't you deny it?
Long Qi's throat was extremely dry, and it took him a while to squeeze out a sentence: "I'm really flattered by your attention..."
Ronan seemed to be reminded: "By the way, there is also Mr. Song, I want two too."
Mr. Song opened his eyes wide. He had already carefully stepped back, but he did not expect that his bad luck would not pass.
Long Qi didn't dare to refuse, so how could he dare.
It's just that for someone with short hair like him, it's really not easy to force his hair down. In the end, Ronan did it himself, and even said "don't worry".
It’s not that Mr. Song is returning, it’s not that he’s not returning, he’s just frozen there.
Ronan smiled at him, twirling four hairs of different lengths, colors, and lustres in his hand, as if he wanted to comfort the person involved:
"Life on Earth, especially humans, has evolved so far. Each individual has become a very complex giant system. It is impossible for me to really make it differentiate and grow in a short period of time, so it is essentially just a 'demonstration'. There are many
virtual components.
"It was the same last time, and it will be the same this time."
Even though Ronan's original intention was to comfort him, when Mr. Song carefully considered the meaning of his words, he felt that his scalp was going crazy - and it was definitely not because of the two hairs that had just been pulled out.
"Luo...Professor Luo!"
Ronan didn't answer, just rubbed his fingers, and a gray hair belonging to Mr. Song fluttered down, landing on the dirty floor mixed with blood and ice water, surrounded by pieces of meat of various types.
Almost at the moment when the hair fell on the sewage, these unsightly pieces of flesh seemed to have had a pot of sulfuric acid poured on their heads, and they seemed to have undergone a strong chemical reaction with the unknown elements in the air, like corrosion and burning, a large amount of
The bubbles swelled up, then exploded one after another, spraying out streams of turbid smoke that completely submerged the hair, while the meat itself quickly shrank from people's sight.
The smoke from the "burning" pieces of meat seemed to have a special adsorption force, so that the pool of sewage on the ground gathered toward the center, forming a dark, abnormal water mass of mixed red and yellow that was still squirming.
The camera pointed at the water mass, and outside the camera, Ronan also took the initiative to chat:
"Mr. Song, it's rare to meet a non-ability person like you who is dealing with the other world. Have you ever considered that one day you can awaken and become a person with abilities?"
"I...I have some."
In the face of Ronan's seemingly gentle attitude, Song Yangguo, who had just collected terrifying materials that would give him a lifetime of nightmares, did not dare to lie at all.
"Have you ever tried anything? For example, people at the recycling level bought abnormal ingredients to make a medicinal diet?"
Mr. Song choked.
Raven's camera came back to give this person a close-up.
"As a senior person in the industry, I don't think it's like that. But I have to work hard and seek help from more professional people."
Ronan's gaze pointed at Cui Da and Xu Er, who stood in awe with their hands lowered, like puppets.
But anyone who cares knows that a distributor like Song Yangguo in Xiacheng hastily smuggled and transferred large quantities of abnormal products, how could it be so easy to find a new home?
It can’t be said that he keeps in touch with the Justice Order’s channels all year round.
What the world's top secret sects like the Justice Order are best at is transforming ordinary people into believers who provide them with supplies.
Of course, according to the teachings of the Just Order, there should be some kind of exchange. It is not completely impossible to transform an ordinary person into an ability user. It depends on whether the weight in the target's hand can be put on the table.
Ronan whispered softly: "You can rely on mountains to eat mountains, water to eat water, and meat to eat meat. Mr. Song, although you are not as rough as the people in the recycling layer, you can't help but think about these things. After all, this is what you have the best control over."
resources.”
Mr. Song couldn't answer, but his attitude proved that Ronan was right.
"If you ask me, this process cannot be too precise. Mr. Song must have been working hard for a while. Although Jicheng is close, it is always inconvenient to be across the sea. Most of it was done in Xiacheng."
Ronan seemed to be deducing, but he said firmly: "It's just that in Xia City last year, An Weng, who was in charge, went wrong and his whereabouts are unknown. There is a lack of talent, so he may not be able to do everything comprehensively..."
Mr. Song's face turned pale. In fact, his face had never straightened out since the moment he entered the live broadcast camera. It was just uglier now.
He wanted to ask, but he really didn't have the courage. At this time, he wanted to be bitten by the worm to embolden him.
Ronan changed the topic at this time: "Actually, during this period of time, I have been thinking about a solution, which is how to complete a breakthrough-like leap from ordinary people to capable people...
"Actually, it is a bit exaggerated to say that the leap is a leap. It is only the most basic and insignificant step from the life level to the fantasy level. It is only of research significance because of its universality."
Frankly speaking, Ronan's age and personality are not suitable for a "follow-up" job, but his strength and "record" can make up for all shortcomings. Everyone can only take it as a matter of course that he said:
"I have already drafted the title of my thesis, which is called "Examples and Extended Research on the Mapping of Format Theory's "Melting Pot" in the Human Body Giant System."