What he said was somewhat insincere. In fact, Ronan considered the situation at the scene and did not crush Mo La's head after all. He also confirmed that the female superhuman being who seems to be under his control is really not a casual person.
It can be dealt with easily.
There may be no point in disposing of it.
Ronan now wants to figure out two more questions:
One is more essential: Why is it like this?
To solve this problem and continue to pursue it, we probably have to go down to the genetic level.
In this case, it would be a bit over the top for Ronan.
Purely in terms of observation accuracy, Ronan is currently capable of detecting down to the nanometer level with the blessing of magneto-optical mica.
When observing cells, his mind can easily wander through the internal structure of the cell like an underwater forest, feeling the complex cooperation of various organelles and the magnificent beauty of microscopic existence... He can also completely penetrate another layer and feel the internal structure and structure of each organelle.
Activity rhythm.
But at this time, you have to be very careful.
This kind of blessed observation is different from Ronan's own "absolute observation" ability. The energy it carries is really too dangerous compared to a single living cell.
Even though Ronan can penetrate the cell nucleus and touch chromatin or chromosomes, in front of this strict and conservative library of life that stores all genetic information, Ronan carrying energy to conduct observations is nothing more than a moment of burning.
Kerosene's visitor.
The moment he made the observation, destruction or mutation occurred.
Under this premise, Ronan had no time to flip through the complicated pages of life in the "Great Library", nor could he copy the information in their normal state.
At present, this road is blocked.
The other question is more about application. Ronan was confused:
How did Mo La adjust and remember such a complex, formless structure with no obvious periodicity, yet always full of extraordinary significance?
Even Ronan, who casually creates temporary configurations in the abyss and competes with spiritual powerhouses, does not dare to make fun of his own physical and spiritual structure. He also relies on the basic framework of format theory.
As well as the logic of coupling the divine wheel and the body wheel, and through the magneto-optical mica, fine-tuning can be achieved within a certain interval over a long period of time.
Like Moura, with the division of cells in the body and the rapid renewal and change of organ systems, the structural plan of the previous night may be completely overturned by the next morning.
Even if her redundant design is unusual, if she fails to do so, she will still be in human form - but the fact is that she can succeed every time, and she can always establish an extraordinary level of form and spirit in the almost random life tissue structure.
frame.
Such ability is the same as grabbing a random number of cards and getting a straight flush. This kind of skill or luck in "catching cards" is really unreasonable.
If one day it "makes sense" and reflects the probability, as a transcendent level existence, one mistake may be a mobile nuclear bomb that explodes on the spot!
President Ouyang actually allowed her to enter the city to 'visit relatives'... That's outrageous!
Ronan glanced at the surrounding air. The conflict between him and Mo La just now was considered "restrained" by both parties, so the Lingbo Network did not trigger the reaction mechanism, but the relevant sniffing function was turned on. In other words, Ouyang Chen currently
It's like paying attention here.
Do you want to make a report?
Well, this is not a funny joke.
After all, under the cover of the extraordinary level of "self-logic", which can also be called "domain", Mo La can completely
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Prevent others from peering into her and protect her core secrets.
Ouyang Chen is no exception.
The exception is Ronan, who controls magneto-optical mica.
At this time, Ronan's interest in Mo La became more and more intense.
For several months, Ronan has been tempted and intimidated by the billions of transformation plans for magneto-optical mica. Now that he has some difficulty in choosing, Ronan is really curious about the magical "card grabbing" skill... and even envies him.
He wanted to find out the rationality in it.
Ronan's first thought was that there was strong resource support behind Mo La.
The blood demon mentioned that Mo La was suspected to have a close relationship with Levi. When Ronan used the "control line" to perform segmentation, he also checked whether there was an auxiliary plug-in such as a "movement" implanted in Mo La's body.
Or information channels to facilitate connection with the huge computing resources required to perform real-time calculations.
But it didn't.
At this level, Mo La is even cleaner than Ronan.
Ronan's consciousness flashed through the electric light traveling in his brain. The existence of external neurons could not help him solve his current confusion.
If there is no calculation aid or channel such as a movement...it can't be a spiritual link, right?
Ronan was silent for a long time this time, and Mo La was a little impatient. She tilted the back of her head again, and took the initiative to rub Ronan's palms. There seemed to be hooks in the corners of her eyes:
"What are you looking for? Do you want me to help you again?"
Ronan said seriously and honestly: "I think it would be difficult to always maintain this flexible structure and maintain it at an extraordinary level. A very powerful experiment..."
"material."
Mo La took the initiative to add a word at the end, changing the meaning of the entire sentence. She seemed to be trying to take the initiative through other means, and asked again:
"Want to study it in depth, Professor Luo?"
"oh."
Ronan responded, and then with a slight "pop" sound, he pinched off the first joint of her left index finger. Her long, green-white fingertips were dislocated at a horrifying and unnatural angle.
Mo La hissed, but was not angry at all. He just rolled his eyes again: "You..."
Ronan didn't speak anymore. He stared at Mo La's twisted fingertips, seeing rapid congestion and bruises... and then almost watching the rapid proliferation of bone cells.
This is nothing. All extraordinary species have similar abilities, but the speed is slightly different.
However, for cells like Mera, it is no longer possible to explain by common sense that the organizational pattern of cells that divide and proliferate drastically changes from the previous round to the next round.
Moreover, not only does the new organization seamlessly integrate into the extraordinary framework, it also has new characteristics that are clearly revealed.
At this point, Ronan was sincerely convinced: "It is indeed very good material."
If this is made by force, then it really has extraordinary creativity and R&D capabilities.
Mo La smiled lowly: "So, this is where my value lies. With a population of tens of billions on earth, after preliminary screening, sample selection, and actual inspection, only about 200,000 people have participated in the bloodline experiment. Excluding the embryonic group, most of them
They are all low-level groups that take volume measures.
"There are about ten thousand people at my level. I am the only one who can survive and reach this level."
Ronan's eyebrows twitched several times, both because of the content of Mo La's words and because of her casual attitude.
When it comes to this, there is no need to name Dao, the facts are already very clear.
As expected, it was Levi again.
But regardless of Mo La's origin, in the ever-changing physical and spiritual structure, there is always
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To be able to catch extraordinary level combinations, if you don't have special luck, you have special abilities.
Maybe that's the core of Mera's extraordinary abilities.
what is it then?
"Curious?"
"kind of."
Ronan simply let go of the means of restraining Mo La. It has no practical significance anyway. Why not maintain this posture for a photo?
Mo La was still pressed against the glass curtain wall, but she straightened her back and was not in a hurry to turn around. She withdrew her arm, and used her newly broken and healed fingers to touch her breath, foundation and lips on the glass curtain wall.
Just wipe the printed stains with ease:
"This is about accepting the 'favor' of others. Maybe you have heard this saying: Heaven and earth set their positions, the universe is yin and yang..."
The verses that suddenly hit his ears made Ronan startled. The stimulating power called "familiarity" stirred violently in his recent increasingly complicated memories.
Mo La turned around lightly and changed to a posture with his back against the glass curtain wall. His voice became clearer and he continued to read, with a somewhat deliberately prolonged tone:
“Constantly changing, coming and going;
"The movement transforms into obstacles and becomes the outline of Taoism."
As soon as the word "Ji Gang" came out, Ronan's pupils shrank, and in front of him was no longer Mo La in heavy makeup, but a scene where snow fell into the room and he talked about Taoism with great emotion.
He finally remembered that the last time he heard these words was last winter, the day he truly "awakened", during the comments and teachings of the director of the seminary.
Ronan had not heard this passage again in other places or at other times. However, the discussion of "Ji Gang" and "Fire" that day was imprinted deep in his memory and remained vivid.
Therefore, almost simultaneously with Mo La, he also opened his mouth and whispered the eight words of the last stanza:
"A poor god knows how to transform, and his virtue is worthy of the world."
The voices of the two people merged together, and Mo La smiled so much that he narrowed his eyes, and seemed to be listening intently to the harmony. At the end, he sighed: "Our voices match well, but they are not as good as yours at the front..."
Ronan interrupted her: "Do you know the master of the monastery?"
"If the person you are talking about is named Xiu Shen Yu, I must know him. However, I am used to calling him Teacher Xiu, or Instructor Xiu."
Mo La's eyes were full of tears and he was smiling: "Needless to say, I should be grateful to him for being able to reach this stage. Although the so-called 'passing martial arts' method he taught is too detailed and cannot be scrutinized, after all, I am also his instructor.
In those few years, who was the first student to "obtain the talisman"?
"Look, after several years, I still remember this convoluted formula. It is also because of this method of 'using simplicity to control complexity' that I have survived until now..."
But there is no hint of "thank you" in your words.
Ronan didn't want to speculate on the details of the relationship between Mo La and Xiu Shen Yu for the time being. He stared at Mo La, looking at this female extraordinary species who suddenly had an extra layer of relationship links, and spoke in a matter-of-fact tone:
"Well, according to common sense, I should call you like this: Junior Brother Luo, how good is Teacher Xiu?"
Ronan remained silent, his eyes never leaving Mo La's face.
Speaking of which, this was the first time since Mo La appeared that Ronan had stared at her intently for such a long time without having too many thoughts flowing around.
Mo La raised his hand to show weakness: "Don't be like this, I am very considerate. I know that the place where Teacher Xiu lives is too sensitive now, so I didn't even visit him, although he may not want to see me..."
After a pause, Mo La moved forward slightly, further closing the distance with Ronan: "By the way, Junior Brother Luo, my value in your eyes is increasing, right? Don't you think I should adjust my attitude a little?"