In the middle of the night, Hong Tehu woke up habitually.
After spending a long time with a patient like Luo Yuandao who was nagging and had reversed day and night, she had more or less corresponding symptoms. She didn't get up once or twice in the middle of the night, but she felt uneasy.
On a summer night in Xiacheng, except for the heavy humidity, the temperature was still suitable. She put on some clothes casually, put on her shoes specially, and came to the corridor...but she didn't dare to drag them.
Needless to say, Luo Yuandao is sensitive to sounds. The patient named Xiu who moved here just at the end of last year also has sensitive ears and eyes. He may also have some symptoms of neurasthenia. No matter how good-tempered he is, he still needs to pay attention to it.
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She came to Luo Yuandao's door and didn't push the door open. She just looked inside through the reserved observation window.
As expected, Old Man Luo was not sleeping, and there was no trace of him on the bed. If he looked closely, he was on the enclosed balcony, with his back to the observation window, and he didn't know what he was doing.
Hong Tehu switched the camera of the smart butler and found to no surprise that the old man was just playing with building blocks and other things, and he didn't put any big items. He just put two or three parts in his hand back and forth, and he was not satisfied with it.
He was still mumbling to himself.
As for what was said, she didn't understand and didn't care.
At this time, the moonlight in the southeastern sky shone down and entered the house through the window, reflecting a withered white color.
Hong Tehu shook his head. How could he still light a lamp and boil oil at his age?
The problem is that this old man is completely immersed in his own world. He thinks he is an omnipotent god and does not need rest or change. He distorts other people's greetings and advice into what he thinks he is.
In the past two years, the medicines had some effect, but now the doctors are becoming increasingly powerless.
What can she do as a caregiver?
Hong Tehu shook his head, and just outside the door, he checked the sensors on the old man's body and the anti-fall equipment through the smart butler in the house again, confirming that they were all working normally, and then yawned and walked back.
It was almost 4 o'clock, and she wanted to get some sleep before the doctor's rounds in the morning.
The observations of others never disturbed the old man's thoughts on the closed balcony. The wooden building blocks clicked in his hands. The fast pace seemed to convey anxiety, but it might also be some kind of joy and enthusiasm.
He can hardly understand the meaning of the external world, and the external world cannot understand him either.
Along with the light of the waning moon, Ronan's eyes focused on his grandfather.
He could see and hear clearly.
The old man's murmurs are always inseparable from keywords such as "God's Kingdom" and "cloak", going back and forth over and over again.
This is not a lack of speech caused by long-term mental illness, but a set of lunatic logic based on these core words.
However, is it really crazy?
As Ronan continued to progress in his studies and became more familiar with the Tianyuan Empire and the history of the earlier universe, he understood that Mr. Luo Yuandao's delusion was at least based on a conclusive fact...
Although, this fact is too far away.
Ronan deliberately kept taking long breaths, trying to calm down from the latest shock of information from His Majesty the Emperor Wu. In fact, he did this faster than expected.
In addition to the fact that he is getting deeper and deeper into the city, it is also because he already has a premonition and experience of this fact itself.
From the chaotic records that grandpa left in his notebook, from the old man’s keen sense of magneto-optical mica, and of course there are other side evidences...
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Ronan had long confirmed that his grandfather had always been closely related to the Mist Maze and even to the Hell of the Sun, and he was also very sensitive to some changes in the earth's local time and space.
The facts that came out of His Majesty the Emperor Wu's mouth were not so much a shock to him as they were a verification of his conjecture, an answer to the "middle link" that he had once been puzzled by, and proof of that.
The "connection" is deeper and tighter than he imagined.
"God's cloak..."
Ronan was also mumbling to himself, repeating the answer given by His Majesty the Emperor Wu. At this time, he was still staying on the grocery cart, and his mind had wandered to the sanatorium in Xia City. For him, a thousand kilometers away, he could not look directly at it.
No problem, I just wonder if His Majesty the Emperor Wu around me has similar abilities.
Anyway, when discussing the corresponding topic, she knew everything about Mr. Luo Yuandao and even the situation in the nursing home, as if she could see it before her eyes.
"The power that isolates an area, I believe, is the cloak of a god in a special state... Your grandfather's soliloquy is really easy to guess."
"Why is it a special state?"
"Two reasons: first, a normal cloak of gods cannot be controlled by a mortal without extraordinary power; second, a normal cloak of gods cannot appear in an area not covered by the Tianyuan Spiritual Network..."
His Majesty Emperor Wu was very clear: "This is what I have observed. For some reason, your grandfather, Mr. Luo Yuandao, became the only fulcrum of a god's cloak in this material world... At least I didn't find the first one.
Two.
"This cloak in an abnormal state is unfolding, covering everything in the earth's local time and space, protecting the information here from being peeked through the 'window' by people next door; it also distorts and seals the passage between here and the outside world, allowing me to
Or uninvited guests like Li Wei could pass on the information here through other channels.
"Probably because of this, it prevents the earth from becoming a colony of a civilized country of the Star Alliance before you were born... Oh, the Star Alliance also has a hundred-year series, but it probably won't be to your liking."
The word "ye" in His Majesty Emperor Wu's mouth is really remarkable.
Ronan was in a daze: "Really?"
"As a social system in which thousands of civilizations coexist and commodity trading is highly developed, you can think about the 100 solar systems burned every day... and some other reasons."
"Oh, the cost."
Ronan understood instantly, but he didn't take it seriously. There was still some distance between him and him.
His Majesty Emperor Wu took the initiative to cut back to the topic: "Forgive my bluntness, although we can put a noble label on Mr. Luo Yuandao's behavior, but I think, based on the current observation, his behavior probably stems from
The high degree of vigilance towards other gods can of course be understood as the result of being alienated by the god's cloak for a long time.
"So, the original owner of this god's cloak...well, this is just my imagination, you can ignore it."
Ronan motioned to His Majesty Emperor Wu to continue speaking.
"I'm thinking that the original owner of this god's cloak may have been a guy who was not very gregarious. His will may have directly affected your grandfather's behavior pattern."
Ronan turned to look at her: "You mean my grandfather is a tool man."
"An incompetent tool man." His Majesty the Emperor Wu's words were quite blunt. "The biggest problem is that as the only fulcrum in this material world, Mr. Luo Yuandao is too fragile... Oh, add an extra sentence, from this perspective
Look, you might have more to worry about."
Ronan didn't respond.
"From a purposeful perspective, once Mr. Luo Yuandao collapses, all
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If you try hard, all your previous efforts will be wasted... He is definitely not a good choice."
"so?"
"Maybe there's no choice over there."
Ronan seemed to have caught up with His Majesty the Emperor Wu's train of thought, but he was still a little behind.
"cloak……"
After pondering for a while, Ronan uttered this word again between his lips and teeth. He was very destined to this word.
His Majesty Emperor Wu seemed to have just thought of it at this moment: "By the way, I assume that you know the definition of 'God's Cloak'. You do know it, right?"
"I probably know a little bit..."
Ronan had indeed seen this concept from professional historical texts, but his study of Tianyuan Common Language had not yet reached this level. So he did not pretend to be pretentious: "It would be better if your Majesty could explain it further."
"I have no interest in this field. I only know that it is equivalent to the rule field of gods. Perhaps it can be understood as an infinitely upgraded version of the extraordinary field, which can fully interfere with the material universe and infinitely expand, influence and dominate them with the help of the power of Tianyuan Spiritual Network.
Everything you perceive...is it okay to explain it this way?"
"I guess I understand the meaning." It was not difficult for Ronan to understand. Compared to this, he wanted to ask one more thing, "Why?"
Why is it Luo Yuandao, his grandfather, who serves as the "fulcrum" of the god's cloak?
His Majesty Emperor Wu casually gave several possibilities: "Maybe he is a devout believer, maybe it is a transaction, maybe it is a tragic encounter... No matter what, he may have received a 'divine revelation', just like Welfare
The one from the hospital."
"Divine Enlightenment... Dean Wan?"
"The exchange and dimensionality reduction of high-dimensional information is a very interesting field. You can study it in the future. The key to this kind of event is whether you can receive and digest the information - just like the divine text we just talked about.
"Legend has it that before the emergence of divine texts, communication between ancient gods was equivalent to war; before the emergence of the Tianyuan Spiritual Network, for the genetic species, the clear will of the ancient gods was actually no more than a disaster - communication was a disaster, and it was at the birth of the universe
After that, most of the time, it was established.”
His Majesty Emperor Wu seemed to be chatting casually, which actually disrupted the order of relevant information. But now Ronan's mind was exceptionally clear and he captured the core items:
"If we are communicating, who is the person on the other side? Is it good intention or evil intention? What is the specific status?" Ronan picked out each item one by one, while paying attention to His Majesty the Emperor Wu, who smiled and said nothing.
Ronan did not let her go easily: "Your Majesty, do you have some guesses, or are you just waiting for my answer?"
His Majesty Emperor Wu thought for a while and replied: "I don't think this is a problem that can be solved easily."
"Really?"
Ronan's eyes turned to his close relatives thousands of miles away. He was able to watch all of this relatively quietly. But at this time, his mind was still divided.
Part of it points to the periphery of the earth's local space and time, passes through the cloud world, and enters perhaps the most complex component of the surrounding space and time - the fog labyrinth, and points far away to its core.
In fact, there is still a ray of thought, which uses the fastest way, that is, to enter the fog of Ronan's spiritual level. Through the special structure formed by the magic talisman and the Wuchen Chain, it directly communicates with their imitation object "Sun Lun Jue Jing"
Echoes.
Different observation methods also point to this incredible source of danger.
The Hell of the Sun is really like a massive celestial body that dominates everything in the deep space. No matter what the state of activity of the surrounding matter is, in the end it cannot escape the fateful trajectory that revolves around it.