The blood demon took the initiative to talk to Lieutenant General Joseph again. It had nothing to do with friendship, just to vent his inner emotions.
The problem is that even if the venue is extremely realistic, after all, they are hundreds of thousands of kilometers apart, so it is impossible for the blood demon to really have a "tune in mind" with Lieutenant General Joseph.
So he didn't know that Lieutenant General Joseph's sigh was, to a large extent, due to the continuous knocking on the door of the room where he was located.
This monotonous noise was so persistent that the guards outside the house could not control it.
At Lieutenant General Joseph's signal, the orderly walked over and opened the door, but even so, the "bang bang" sound of banging on the door continued.
Unsurprisingly, the person standing outside the door was Yuan Wuwei.
This young major, who was so willful that he was almost crazy, was very focused on banging the door with his hands, maintaining a certain rhythm. At the same time, he was also seriously asking Yan Yongbo who was pulled over by him for confirmation:
“I kept the time and used a metronome, so there was definitely something wrong...”
Yan Yongbo’s eyes were bloodshot.
As soon as he woke up, he was forced to ask questions about Ronan by Yuan Wuwei. His mental state was not good at first, but now he was surrounded by ugly-looking guards, and his ears and brain were filled with such madman-like ravings.
By now, I can no longer maintain even the most basic "polite face".
Thanks to the next second, Yan Yongbo saw Lieutenant General Joseph in the room and Tu Ge sitting opposite him. He subconsciously tensed up his nerves, and then he maintained his demeanor and addressed Lieutenant General Joseph in a military-like manner.
Stand and greet.
Lieutenant General Joseph's eyes only fell on him for a moment, then he nodded slightly and pointed at Yuan Wuwei.
Under the gaze of this extraordinary being, the latter rarely raised his hand in salute, and then he couldn't wait to step in, saying repeatedly:
"There was a super powerful signal wave passing through just now. The source should be on the earth. It has not weakened yet, but it can't be delayed. I want to return to the earth right away... By the way, I want to talk to Teacher Songkan. He is there.
Bian, after all, there should be some sensing and recording!"
At this time, Yan Yongbo was still confused. The two extraordinary people in the room exchanged glances. Lieutenant General Joseph nodded:
“Perhaps we are talking about the same thing. The signal wave you mentioned...”
“I think it’s an obvious change in the space-time structure. Well, it can barely be said to be an impact. It’s probably the signal sent by this situation. Someone is clearly shaking the blanket, and it passes with a ‘wu’ sound.
“Of course, this ‘whisper’ is just a metaphor, we mainly need to look at its rhythm and rhythm..."
Yuan Wuwei was so excited that he started chattering.
It was Tuge who interrupted him: "Do you think it's faster or slower?"
Yuan Wuwei said "Hey": "Are you saying the rhythm is right? I can't say yet, but if I make a bold assumption, I think it is too slow!"
The image of Tuge at this time somewhat surprised Yan Yongbo.
In the room, this burly bodyguard, who seemed to never take off his sunglasses all year round, rarely acted like a normal person. His square face was clean, revealing a pair of calm and even gentle eyes.
Yuan Wuwei was surprised only after he finished answering: "You know?"
The guy opposite, who looked cold and dull with his sunglasses, actually smiled at this moment: "Isn't there only fast and slow beats?"
Yuan Wuwei felt that he had been fooled.
Although he was a little crazy with excitement, his brain
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He is extremely smart and can clearly see that the extraordinary bodyguard in front of him seems to be in a good mood, at least relatively relaxed.
Relatively speaking, Lieutenant General Joseph is much more serious. He spends most of his time thinking about something, so his reactions are always slow.
Of course this is completely different from the “beat” that Yuan Wuwei focuses on.
In the end, it was Turge who took the initiative to turn to Lieutenant General Joseph:
“The situation is being restructured, and the recognition could have been earlier;
“The world is changing, both objectively and subjectively;
“There is not much time left for you to adapt.”
Before Lieutenant General Joseph spoke, Yuan Wuwei spoke first: "I said Mr. Tuge, you have been infected by Master Li Wei. What you said was in the clouds and hidden. If you say that everyone
We're in a hurry, so let's be more straightforward!
"Well, let's say you are working as a lobbyist for Master Li Wei. If he can explain this 'beat' thing clearly, without the Lieutenant General taking action, I will kneel down and lick his toes!"
At this time, Turge's temper was as gentle as his exposed eyes: "I think if you can sort this out, he wouldn't mind doing the same thing to you."
Yuan Wuwei's acumen is really beyond that of most people in the world. He immediately grasped the unfinished meaning of Tu Ge's words:
“So, Teacher Li Wei is also hurrying slowly to re-understand the world?
“Or is it because of some accident, such as the existence of that guy Ronan, that the world has become strange to him?”
Turge smiled again: "I think he would rather be the latter. It is easier to fight against others than against yourself."
“Domineering! This is the attitude towards the enemy.”
Yuan Wuwei said the free compliments, turned to glance at Yan Yongbo, and did not hide the disgust in his eyes: "I knew that the opponent also had to match. Sure enough, it is faster to go back and ask instructor Li Wei for some things."
Yan Yongbo’s face was expressionless.
It’s not that he has restored his state of mind, but at this time, apart from this expression, he no longer knows what kind of attitude to face the world.
As the current most senior experimental Burner team commander in Apocalypse Laboratory, Yan Yongbo also has his unique information channels.
While Yuan Wuwei was conversing in the mist with the two extraordinary beings, he also received a briefing on the latest situation on the earth.
At this time, however, it was already difficult for him to analyze the information behind the briefing. The invisible demon was feasting in his mind, gnawing at his sanity, and perhaps even letting out a sigh of contentment.
Yan Yongbo shook his head, feeling a little dazed. A few seconds ago, he had spent a lot of effort not to forcibly strangle Yuan Wuwei to death in front of the two extraordinary beings; but now, everything seemed to be meaningless.
He didn’t hear what those people said very clearly.
It will definitely be none of his business to return to Earth anyway... He also lacks the corresponding courage.
Yan Yongbo has never understood himself so clearly, but this understanding did not bring any alertness. It only made him feel waned and extremely tired. He just wanted to go back to the room, cover his head and take a deep sleep.
Hope that sleep can recharge him and accumulate strength.
Ronan, the Blood Demon, and Apollyon stood on the high place.
This is the tower where the blood demon watched Nick's most miserable life from afar.
At this time, Harbin has crossed the limit of date change, but the dawn is far from coming.
The moon wheel has passed the zenith,
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There is no such pale demonic eye in the western sky. In a sense, it can also be explained as: when the deep blue world has a new and obvious foothold in the local time and space of the earth, there is no need for the anomalies caused by force to exist.
Already.
Among the residents of Harbin, there were actually not many people who directly saw the vision in the sky, because at that time, they were undergoing collective brainwashing.
In fact, they should be lucky that all changes took place in the dark.
Limited by human biological instincts, the night naturally connects to dreams. It does not even require any psychological suggestion. The sudden emotional blank may be just an inconspicuous moment in the vast life of a considerable number of people at home.
The gaps, their own overlapping, and overly redundant simple life experiences, can all be stitched together to fill them up. At most, there will only be a little trace left in the dream.
Relatively speaking, people reveling in the streets are a little more troublesome. It is not easy to explain a sudden and unknown reason for a long period of collective silence in the bustling streets. It is not easy for the psychological mechanism of human self-comfort.
thing.
But Ronan no longer paid attention to these details. In fact, the reason why he was still going over this incident in his mind was because of the indescribable mass fear that spread subsequently, shaking the night of Harbin to a certain extent.
Then, amid doubts and confusion, it slowly settles into the depths of people's consciousness, and may flow into their dreams at a later time.
This is good material.
For Apollyon, who was beside Ronan, all this had nothing to do with him.
This also confirms that Ronan indeed cut off his connection with the order framework of Harbin in a clean and tidy way, and replaced it with a new, hopelessly strict and thoughtful framework - it can even be said to be a prison.
Apollyon was used to this.
Because he had experienced the same experience at least twice before, the blood demon was ridiculed as "Abu among men".
Apollyon didn't care about this at all. He just took the time to experience the changes this new framework brought to him, and tried to fight and crack it.
Ronan let him go just because the idea of rising from the "material" in Ha City became clearer:
“Perhaps we can develop a new scene based on this, and the bosses are all ready-made.”
The changes in Harbin under the old and new frameworks are already the most microscopic level that Ronan can dive into.
At present, most of his energy and consciousness are following the magneto-optical mica, expanding and contracting in a new space-time environment, and continuing to change.
Clouds, beams; tangible, intangible.
The magneto-optical mica constantly switches forms in a suddenly complex environment, which may cause the attenuation of the interference force, but correspondingly, it is not afraid of penetration and impact from other planes, and can collect a large amount of relevant information, forming the shape of the "Realm Gate"
, provide new reference.
Of course, the most important thing is the change in space and time itself.
In a sense, the earth is strangely silent at this time.
Almost all extraordinary powers are in a state of convergence, and the variables formed in the extraordinary realm have temporarily subsided, reducing the "noise" that is usually abundant to a considerable level.
In a relatively ideal environment, the collision between the deep blue world and the earth's local space-time forms quite perfect space-time ripples.
One part follows the laws of physics and continues to relax and spread; the other part, under the natural movement, cuts into the extreme realm and spreads silently.
Everything looks like an experimental scene from a textbook...
The more this happens, the more subtle deviations become more conspicuous.