There was some commotion in the live broadcast room.
Not to mention the rather intriguing thesis title, the term "melting pot" has been mentioned by Ronan before.
At that time, someone in the live broadcast room asked whether the "melting pot" was a special kind of "container" - of course, the latter was also what Ronan defined.
Now Ronan has directly identified it: "In this conceptual system, the 'melting pot' is equivalent to the most special 'container' structure of the human body. I mean, it is the kind that belongs to the limit of my cognition. Will there be any follow-up?
What will happen, I don’t know yet.”
Currently, the person who is nominally talking to Ronan is Mr. Song Song Guoyang. But he also knows that he is just a tool. What Ronan really interacts with is the thousands of otherworld viewers in the live broadcast room.
"ZM, lie down well, lie down wonderfully! Otherwise, such words may not be aired, at least not today."
"Speaking of which, this person must be pushing against the wall, but how hard is he doing? Why can't I understand?"
"Don't go off topic, I'm taking notes!"
"What is the concept of the limit of understanding of extraordinary species? It has not reached the top yet?"
Blood Demon: "It must not have reached the top. If any of you have a chance to look at Geng Geng's face now, you must be confused."
Geng Geng: "Ronan, give me a one-way ticket to Harbin!"
The Rusters: "A bunch of cowards intimidated by the unknown."
Jagged: "A dying man without a future."
Rusty: "So you can safely trust your future to others?"
To be honest, it is difficult for the big guys to understand what they are chatting about now, and they dare not understand it. On the contrary, Ronan seems to be easier to understand when he talks so eloquently.
"I must declare in advance that I only know this kind of thinking until now. It is impossible to come up with a complete set of solutions that not only preserve the inheritance of life on earth, but also plan a reasonable future sequence, while ensuring universal applicability.
Security, compatibility, and room for corrective changes.
"There are too many lessons to make up for here, and there are too many things to fill in, so what I can do now is just a demonstration, really just a demonstration."
Hearing Ronan's repeated emphasis, Mr. Song became even more nervous, because he could vaguely feel that Ronan was extremely serious when he said these words.
At this time, the adsorption force of the sewage mass stuck to the ground continued to increase, and it probably broke through a threshold. The scalp-numbing sizzling sound, the intensity and density of the noise suddenly climbed to another level.
Mr. Song felt inexplicably that his face and exposed skin seemed to be crawled by dense insects and ants. He subconsciously took another step back and bumped into Xu Er behind him.
This ill-tempered Knight of the Order of Justice did not respond at all, staring straight at the sewage mass.
Mr. Song was actually more worried than Xu Er, so he just glanced back instinctively, and then looked at the core area again.
At first glance, his face was twitching again.
In the nearest open and deformed refrigerated cabinet, a large amount of frozen meat pieces were piled up. It was clearly affected by this invisible and qualitative force, and suddenly met the same fate as the bulk goods outside the cabinet.
Thick smoke that seemed corrosive and burning billowed up, but seemed to be pressed by a blower. It rushed towards the sewage mass that had begun to hang in the air, and instantly submerged it.
This change is obviously contagious. Several nearby refrigerators emitted thick smoke one after another without spreading out. They all rushed in that direction, forming a smoke area with a diameter of more than two meters. Ronan had to move out.
Take a few steps and step aside for a moment. Affected by this, the brightness of the cargo compartment plummets.
This was by no means the most thrilling scene Mr. Song saw at night, but it was definitely the most heart-wrenching one. These are all credits for evaporating and burning...
"Gee?"
Mr. Song suddenly took a breath, but because his throat muscles contracted prematurely, the air got stuck in his throat, making an indescribable strange sound.
At the moment when the water ball was completely submerged in the thick smoke, he clearly saw a semi-curled claw sticking out from the chaotic area!
At first glance, it looks as thin as a baby, but under obvious exertion, the skin and flesh covering it expands, tears and heals rapidly, and then it seems to be swung more intensely, so that more dirty smoke is discharged, correspondingly
The ground exposed a vague outline in the central area.
Seems to be……
At this time, a strong beam of light suddenly hit him, but Xu Er subconsciously turned on the lighting system of the exoskeleton - it should be said that he was well-trained.
At least Ronan gave him a thumbs up.
The highly nervous Xu Er regretted it after doing it, but received a silent compliment from Ronan. His mind became even more confused, and the lighting beam remained there, piercing the smoke area, making the originally blurry outline clearer.
Mr. Song, who was facing the smoke area, had already stiffened and was nailed to the spot.
At this time, his eyes were definitely not as good as those of those with abilities around him. In fact, it was difficult to distinguish too specific things from this chaotic and ferocious scene.
But the problem is, isn't the origin of all these changes a hair belonging to him?
Just now, a monster arm was drawn out.
If things don't concern you, it will lead to chaos.
Nowadays, Mr. Song can't do anything messy, but he can't stop his head from thinking wildly.
The more I think about it, the more similar it becomes, and the more I look at it, the more similar it becomes.
That is, a person?
To be precise, it looks like a person whose body is suspended in the air...or should be said to be submerged in water, moving his hands and feet unconsciously and irregularly. He is floating back and forth in the smoke area.
The first arm was probably exposed when it floated to the edge.
If this could be shrunk a little further and returned to the original state represented by the thin arms, it might even look more like a baby in its mother's womb.
But now, nothing can go back.
That is exactly the physique of a normal adult, so the movements of the figure gradually stop, turning into the classic posture of curling up with arms around the knees, rolling silently in the smoke and water, bringing people only a "forbidden creation"
"The eerie feeling.
Mr. Song's upper and lower teeth started to chatter.
At this time, he couldn't help but think of those movies and TV shows with similar themes, the classic plots in which clones replace natural people.
At this moment, the outline of the tumbling figure happened to turn to an angle, and the eyes that seemed to be closed or open, but with empty eyes, were facing him.
The entire image on the opposite side became clear - in fact, there were still some differences, but with the spontaneous correction of his thoughts, he suddenly had the feeling of looking into a mirror.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Mr. Song screamed loudly, but just as he opened his mouth, Cui Da suddenly stretched out his hand and covered his mouth with his armor-covered palm, but he almost completely wrapped his head in... and even crushed it to pieces.
Not for anything else, just because at this moment Ronan raised his hand to signal and started talking again. This time he was speaking in a tone facing the audience in the live broadcast room:
"Such a 'prop' was made temporarily for the convenience of demonstration. Let's just assume that this is an ordinary person who is close to Mr. Song's innate conditions and does not have the opportunity or qualifications to be a capable person.
"If an ordinary person like Mr. Song without any special qualifications evolves step by step to obtain extraordinary power, I think there is a more reasonable way..."
As he spoke, the visibility of the smoke area was obviously increasing, and the "prop" figure could be seen beginning to relax his body, land on his feet, and naturally transform into a standing posture.
Looking at it this way, it looks like a most normal person - if it weren't for the pores in its mouth and nose, it would still be inhaling the surrounding smoke.
If you look more closely, you will see that his face is somewhat similar to Mr. Song, but his body shape is much more standard, his eye sockets are hollow, there are no obvious sexual characteristics, and his skin is slightly lacking in real luster.
Ronan stretched out his hand and tapped it, and a faint light lit up on the front chest of this "prop". At this time, he added a few words:
"Well, I would also like to thank the various scientific researchers who have continued to study the so-called 'prototype format' over the years, as well as the many burners on the Deep Blue platform. They have provided a lot of good data.
And the material, some of the people among them, are also very amazing..."
The meaning behind the words is complex and needs careful consideration.
But at this time, basically no one in the live broadcast room will bother with this kind of thought.
Ronan got started without any buffer, and demonstrated to the live broadcast room audience that it involves both the material and spiritual levels, including blood circulation, nerves, digestion, breathing, immune system and other human body system components. They gradually strengthen and interact with each other, and finally form
The inner logic of the "melting pot" structure.
On the "demonstration prop", as Ronan kept pointing, more and more areas lit up with light. Every little bit of it connected with each other.
Unconsciously, everyone is familiar with the regular tetrahedron structure with inscribed and circumscribed spheres, quietly taking shape.
As Ronan said, it is just a rough demonstration without much substantive content. If it were "reduced" into a paper, it would at most be an outline, a title, and a few hand-drawn drawings.
It is almost impossible for the audience to learn any precise and effective practice methods from it, but there is no obstacle to understanding this large-scale logic.
Because it is easy to understand, my doubts are more diffuse.
“Is this a ‘melting pot’ or a ‘prototype format’?”
"Format theory is stupid!"
"It's the Burner system anyway, right?"
"Are you going to regard this model as orthodox? Is this different from Burner?"
"If it's different, where is the movement?"
There will never be a shortage of smart people in the world. Long Qi, who is still struggling with the residual toxins in his body, saw this barrage in the live broadcast room, and the corners of his eyes were twitching.
But what really caused his nervous system to disorder was the light radiating from the "prop" next to Ronan - as a qualified burner, he was very familiar with this feeling.
That is the "burnt smell" when the life energy stimulated by the human body has accumulated to a certain extent and is approaching the "ignition point", and the limit pass is almost burned through.
Real life?
No need for movement?
There are differences between the two categories, but the same extremely serious issues collided and sparked in Long Qi's mind.
At this time, the life energy gathered by the method of configuration is like sunlight passing through a lens, focusing at the center of the inscribed circle...
Fire up with a bang.
The "props" lit up instantly and continued to burn in such a brilliant way.