Almost at the same time as Ronan, the same words burst out from Ouyang Chen's lips and teeth.
This is not a rush answer that already knows the answer, but a unanimous reaction after sparks of thinking collide.
Ronan discovered the tree hole space created by his father on the dead tree sandbank. This is not a secret among his circle of friends.
But before that, this secret, which was not a secret, had been unknown to the public.
In the secular world, this is not surprising. The tree hole space is very hidden and perfectly integrated with the environment of the dead tree sandbank. If Ronan had not found the road map hidden in the system through external neurons, he would probably have
It is normal to miss it and hide it from uninformed people, including Yan Hong who was entrenched in the North Shore Gear at that time.
But using the other world as the reference system, especially in front of the established Lingbo Network, is really inappropriate.
There is an insurmountable gap between an ordinary person and an extraordinary species at the level of perception - that is basically beyond the reach of normal understanding.
The designer himself is unknown, so how can he hide it?
Going back according to this logic, wouldn't it mean that the technology mastered by Luo Zhongheng at that time - the technology of hiding tree holes, exceeded the level of "Ouyang Chen + Lingbo Network"?
Instead of saying that, it would be more appropriate to say that Ouyang Chen was "careless" at that time.
Faced with Ronan's question, Ouyang Chen held up the frame and did not give a quick answer. He was always rigorous and meticulous and only said: "I'll check the information."
After just opening his mouth, Ouyang Chen shook his head again. He had done this action more than once today. He knew that he had made an undue mistake - not that it was not an unknown mistake a few years ago, but because of his
I respect Ronan's privacy and are not prepared to touch the area around North Shore Gear that is too sensitive for Ronan, leaving a logical gap in my thinking without even realizing it.
He should have noticed the problem earlier.
But in fact, until now, he feels that he should continue to maintain some distance.
Until Ronan made a clearer statement.
Therefore, Ouyang Chen then said: "Since the Lingbo Network was set up on the north shore, I will give you a copy of the relevant information to see if I can find any valuable clues."
"Okay." Ronan was not polite.
This is definitely what he is most concerned about. However, the things discussed before about Levi are also very important.
"In 1990, can you also make a copy of all the information related to Levi?"
"Of course, these things cannot be viewed in isolation."
What Ouyang Chen said hit Luonan's mind exactly.
Only by connecting all the clues of the past more closely can we piece together a relatively complete truth about the past. Moreover, both Levi and his father may not be enough.
At this time, Master Gao Tianshi next to him also said: "Besides, regarding the 'Li Wei Parade', in addition to these records on the Lingbo Internet, you can also ask Mr. You."
"You Lao?"
"This is a good suggestion." Ouyang Chen nodded and confirmed, "You Lao was also a witness to that incident, and psychics can always cover more levels and angles than us at various levels."
Master Gao Tian rolled his eyes: "With me, a psychic, I'm just a stick?"
But soon he sighed again: "The difference between psychics is probably greater than the difference between psychics and non-psychics."
“For transcendental things, there are different perspectives of perception and different forms of interpretation, so the differences are naturally very large.”
Ronan comforted him and asked, "Aren't you, Mr. You, entertaining guests now?"
Ouyang Chen smiled and said nothing, but Gao Tianshi's pupils did not turn down: "You are asking this question knowingly, you are the one who will be looking for you sooner or later, so what's wrong with taking the initiative?"
"Oh." Ronan followed suit.
You Lao's residence is not far from Shangding Building, and like the Xiacheng branch, it is located relatively lower in the city, almost close to the recycling floor, and the lighting is average.
Even though it is the longest period of sunshine in the whole year, at five or six o'clock in the afternoon, the area is almost cut off from direct sunlight. Only the diffuse glow in the sky is cut by the buildings and falls in pieces, providing some
Natural light source.
At this time, most of the surrounding floors were lit, and the home of You Lao was also lit, but it was not the light driven by electricity, but the light of dry wood burning in the copper basin.
There was also a piece of turtle shell that had been thrown in for an unknown period of time in the flames. It had been burned black and had obvious cracks on it.
There are several long prismatic stems of grass and trees beside the old man. They have been torn apart at this time, and the fibers are broken and continuous. They are the legendary yarrow.
Judging from this scene alone, what You Lao is currently doing is very consistent with the daily life of the world's top psychic.
The atmosphere was about to reach home. The visitor who arrived earlier than Ronan was holding a device and moving back and forth in the living room, looking for a better shooting angle.
You Lao was also very cooperative. He didn't even use a wheelchair, but sat cross-legged on the floor. Half of his body was enveloped in the green smoke caused by the incomplete combustion of dry firewood. He showed a focused and solemn look, and the flames and shadows wandered around.
The edges become more mysterious and treacherous.
This is what Ronan saw when he was led into the living room by the nanny.
The nanny quietly exited, leaving only Ronan, You Lao and the visitors who were focusing on taking photos in the living room.
Ronan did not interrupt. Instead, he actively avoided the possible angles of the camera and observed the process of creating images with great interest.
You are very familiar with Mr. You, and the visitors who took photos cannot say that they have never met him before - although they have not met in the real world, they have indeed used virtual reality technology to fight against each other on limited occasions such as extraordinary summit meetings.
Face to face.
Yes, this visitor who looks like a cameraman or reporter is none other than the world-renowned media person, Ms. Li Baizhou.
She and Romanus entered Summer City together, and then parted ways. Romanus ran to the Summer City branch, but this one didn't go too far.
Since Li Baizhou was not the focus of the previous meetings, Ronan only had a rough impression of her. He knew that she was a relatively intellectual woman. After meeting her in real life, he was sure that she was quite tall, with a slender frame and well-dressed.
Simple and fashionable, her body and grace are very consistent with the label given to her by her social status.
But now she was in the room, constantly adjusting her posture to create images, looking for good camera positions and angles, and even yelling at You Lao to change her posture, suddenly she felt like a cheap third-rate magazine photographer.
But no matter what, this person obviously doesn't care about his current image or how he makes other people feel.
Even You Lao, who was yelled at and tossed by her, didn't care about the unnatural presentation of the "mysterious feeling" that he had wrested from his old body.
Well, Mr. You really doesn't care about this.
A few months ago, when Ronan asked for advice on divination and psychic skills, the old man smiled and admitted that he was the one who used these legendary ancient witchcrafts, and most of the time he only used them to fool people.
In ancient times, humans believed that yarrow and tortoise shells could help them peer into the future. To a large extent, they believed that these things had rich enough past experiences to collect more information and provide enlightenment for the future.
To put it in harsher terms, the reason why the ancients used these methods was just a naive or even speculative attempt to deal with the unsolvable unknown, regardless of whether there was so-called self-confidence or piety involved.
But on another level, in the face of unsolvable unknowns, rationality, which is often subject to human innate structure and acquired cognition, cannot actually play a decisive role. It may be more appropriate to use some "unconventional" means.
Now, with the evolution of civilization, the known categories of human beings are rapidly expanding, and naive and absurd imaginations are torn into pieces by precise logic. The imaginable fragments are mixed with the shadow of the unknown, in the gaps of increasingly sophisticated and complex thinking.
diffuse.
There seems to be no qualitative change between ancient times and today, but it has made everything more complicated and entangled.
This is why Mr. You chose the art of divination as a way to explain his psychic results. It can be regarded as a basis to help some people understand, and it can also be regarded as a subtle ridicule.
He can see everything, and others can't comment.
Li Baizhou must have noticed Ronan, and she did not show any deliberate professional concentration. During the break in filming, she nodded at Ronan and quickly brought the work to an end.
"It's probably OK, let me take a look first."
Li Baizhou leaned against the window on the west side, looking at the film quality on the equipment through the light from the gaps between the buildings. The sunlight flowed on her silk shirt, reflecting the outline of her profile, making it clearer and sharper.
However, her voice is slightly warm, probably because of her slightly nasal sound. When Ronan was doing the work of identifying extraordinary beings, he watched her interview videos, and many of the interviewees sounded warm and soft here.
Losing vigilance in the noise, being pierced by a word from outside, losing all face, there are some extraordinary things among them.
Well, there is also a restricted video of the interviewee who was a local warlord getting so angry that he pulled out a gun and flipped over the table, and then blood splattered for five steps.
In recent years, Li Baizhou has not done such exciting programs anymore. He has rarely even appeared on traditional interview programs and has basically moved behind the scenes. The programs he does, such as "Looking at the View", are indeed of good quality, but
People in this world will always miss her grace in front of the stage - provided that the interviewee has nothing to do with her.
Li Baizhou, who is currently a photographer, is not that difficult to deal with: "You know how to handle it, Mr. You. You can use it with just a few repairs. If there is any problem, can you go back and take another photo?"
"Okay." Mr. You readily agreed, turning to greet Ronan, "Little Luo, you're here."
"I want to ask you some questions, don't bother me?"
"No way, I'm worried that you won't be able to come. The two of us will try our best to guess, but we won't be able to get off the stage."
You Lao threw the torn yarrow into the brazier, smiled and pulled the thin blanket on one side, covering it on his knees, and took the kettle on the other side to put out the remaining fire in the copper basin.
All the divination and speculation turned into a pot of confusion.
In the gray mist, Luo Nan glanced at Li Baizhou from the corner of his eye:
"Are you waiting for me?"
"Of course."
It was no longer You Lao who spoke, but Li Baizhou. She was still leaning on the west window sill, where she could overlook the entire living room, with her back to the glow, and spoke gently:
"After all, Mr. Luo, you are one of the most important targets of my trip. Now I increasingly believe that your presence in the new program will be the most representative, and of course, Mr. Levi."