The breeze flowed on the river, gently touching Snake's body, and also fluttering the corners of her collar and robe, allowing this woman standing quietly to blend into the vivid river scene in the morning.
The shadows moved in the wind, but the snake's words were still as calm as water. After the salute, he didn't say much, just stared at his bare toes, waiting for instructions quietly.
"Good morning, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." Ronan's hoarse voice came to my ears, his tone was polite and easy-going, "I may ask you to do a favor later, which is what you are most used to doing on the battlefield recently."
"...Hiyi."
"I originally considered it to be in battlefield time and space, but then I thought it was in the fog maze, which is too close."
Ronan's words have always been difficult to understand. Probably because his logic is always hidden behind a background that others don't understand. And this "background" is often based on perceptual abilities that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
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This is how the snake language understands it.
What is very absurd is that after in-depth contact with this "background", what you get is not "clarity", but the powerlessness and numbness of facing the gap of perception all the time.
Once she got used to it, Snake Whisper was particularly good at positioning herself. She just listened quietly and then received and executed the instructions.
This time, Ronan's clear instructions did not arrive immediately: "Wait a moment and make preparations. I need to reinforce this side."
What else can Snake Whisper prepare? There is no change of clothes and toiletries for her here. It is just to strengthen her "awareness".
She pulled up her neckline slightly, stood in a corner where Ronan's work would not be disturbed, and watched coldly.
Speaking of "reinforcement", Ronan wouldn't have hammered and hammered the deck with nails.
In fact, Snake Language didn't understand Ronan's operations very well. He only relied on the experience accumulated in the battlefield during this period of time to roughly judge that this person should be doing this on this world-famous general cargo ship.
A relatively complex local space-time architecture.
As for the details, Snake Whisper doesn't care. Anyway, it can't be more advanced than the one in "Battlefield Time and Space".
In addition to "reinforcement", Snakeyu also saw during this period that various weird and ferocious deformities were constantly "returning" in the areas on both sides of the river bank where the general cargo ship drifted, and some even jumped directly onto the ship.
At first Snake Whisper was almost ready to take action, but after seeing Ronan's reaction, she held back. Soon she saw that these monsters, like a swarm of bees returning to their nest, were getting in through the various entrances and exits of the ship in a familiar way.
Disappear.
Some of them simply stayed on the deck, looking at Snake Whisper's curious eyes and looking over with wide eyes - of course, specifically referring to those guys with "eyes".
Others are through extensive projection of spiritual waves, which is more direct.
Snake Whisper can feel that some guys are sniffing and tasting to see if it is delicious enough.
But no matter what, these demons and ghosts are clearly controlled and restrained by Ronan. Under their seemingly wild and unrestrained appearance, there are hidden disciplines and rules.
When they accumulate to a certain scale, there will naturally be restless spiritual pressure, which will be roughly integrated, making the air that was originally flowing continuously seem to be stagnant.
Sheyu knew that these were probably the "results" of the aberrant genes developed and grown in a high-energy environment that Ronan once said were collected in the Leichi Experimental Site.
Ronan sometimes calls them "predators", but more often he calls them "stitch monsters". In the past period of time, it seems that Ronan has been searching through these monsters stitched together by aberrant genes to search and examine the surrounding space and time of the battlefield.
Buried deep in the mist maze, the "stars" are still "active".
Snake language says "things you are used to doing", that is what you are doing in Luo
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After Nan locked the location of these "stars", he took the initiative to erase them and retain some samples before the "activity" was completely revived.
Therefore, Sheyu had some judgment in her mind as to what she was going to do when she came here this time.
Sheyu pursed her lips slightly, not too pleased.
In recent days, because Ronan has devoted more energy to studying, her work intensity in the battlefield time and space has decreased, and the time she spends in the real world has also been lengthened.
Anyone would be a little repulsed by the sudden return to this rhythm. And she was not sure about the effect of the "common methods" here; she didn't even know that in the "battlefield time and space", she would be shattered to pieces at every turn.
What will happen in the real world...
Sheyu was suddenly startled, and then realized a very critical issue:
Here? On Earth?
At this time, Ronan had probably finished the reinforcement work and exhaled a long breath, but there was something else. He was standing at the front of the front deck, and when he grabbed it, a book with a mottled cover appeared in his hand.
notes.
Snake Language quickly identified that the notebook in Ronan's hand was most likely Luo Yuandao's experimental notes that had caused such a stir some time ago.
It's not that she is very familiar with it, because the notebook at this time is in really abnormal condition.
Ronan just took it out of the space bubble and opened it casually. Once the old and fluffy papers were fully exposed to the morning air, they began to flip and turn.
The amplitude and speed of its stirring have far exceeded the meager force of the refreshing morning breeze on this area.
There is no doubt that they must have obtained their energy from somewhere else.
Ronan had obviously expected this kind of scene, and remained unmoved. He didn't stop moving his hands, and then took out another notebook.
The two notebooks are very similar, even the color of the cover is similar, and the immediate "reaction" is even more similar.
Without blinking an eye, Ronan stretched out his hand to hold down the pages that were a little too lively, and started to open the binder that finally fixed these papers.
Due to the lively posture of the notebook, it seemed difficult to operate. Sheyu subconsciously took a few steps forward, walked to Ronan, and reached out to help.
Ronan glanced at her and handed one of the notes to her. This was really much easier. He opened the binder three times, five by two, and the pages that were still flipping almost came off the metal ring.
Bondage, rush to freedom.
Sheyu was looking strangely when Ronan looked at her again, his eyes clearly asking her to do the same operation.
Snake Whisper obeyed the arrangement and used his fingers dexterously to open the binder. When his fingertips touched those old pages, he could vaguely feel the vague spiritual pressure inside.
They themselves are very weak, but at this time they must be connected with some uncertain external source. So much so that the snake language can be faintly heard, and when the paper is rubbed, behind the rustling sound, there is a particularly sharp echo.
But there should be a medium between them.
The snake language was also clearly felt, originating from Ronan's familiar energy.
At this time, Ronan had already reached out and picked among the pages. He must have certain standards and rarely hesitated. After selecting a certain page, he quickly took it out.
At first, I held them in my hands, but as the number increased, I simply moved the two notebooks around. The remaining ones were transferred to one of the notebooks - the one in Snake Language's hand.
The one he picked out was placed in his own hand.
The numbers on both sides were not balanced, and there were only about twenty pages selected, which made the book in Ronan's hand seem light and thin.
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It was extremely bloated and bulging, and in the end it was almost impossible to close it.
But strangely enough, after Ronan's selection, Snakeyu's response to the notes in his hand obviously weakened, while Ronan's side became more and more active, making Snakeyu a little worried whether those pages that already had quite a history would be
Because of the large amount of turning, I was busy.
"Okay, thank you." Ronan took back the notebook in Snake Language's hand and casually put it into the unknown space-time structure.
Sheyu's curiosity was aroused at this time. She did not move away, but tilted her head slightly to see how Ronan operated the other notebook.
Ronan didn't mind either, and turned the pages again, much slower than before. He read them one by one, sometimes taking out certain pages and inserting them back in, changing the order;
Make a few notes on the virtual workspace.
Sheyu has gradually figured out the clue. In addition to the order of the pages needing to be adjusted, there should be some missing items.
Ronan is completing this part.
What he is based on should be the messy lines on every page. When you just look at it, you don't realize it. When these pages are turned, the seemingly random lines and graphics on the front and back have a roughly continuous sense of movement.
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The so-called "continuity" does not refer to visible graphics, but the trajectory of its inherent spiritual pressure flowing through the air, just like the footprints left by a beast passing by on the snow.
There are clues, but the snake language really cannot figure out what type of target it corresponds to.
Maybe Ronan knows?
After two or three rounds of picking and sorting, Ronan was finally satisfied. With a "pop" sound, the notebook that had obviously become too thin was closed. Those overly lively pages suddenly became regular.
But the next second, the spiritual pressure inside the notebook, which was already expanding, couldn't bear the loneliness, and started to buzz and flicker.
After Ronan integrated it intentionally or unintentionally, this power has become so considerable that the surrounding air is distorted, as if it is burning with invisible flames.
It was burning in Ronan's hand, and even the virtual workspace showing various line graphics in his hand was included.
It was also at this moment that Snake Yu next to her clearly heard a sharp scream, which was vaguely similar to the strange noise she had felt before, but it was clearer and seemed to contain some kind of emotion.
She could only read and speak the snake language, but as a conjurer, she had her own understanding:
Using a notebook as a medium to summon monsters from unknown areas?
Many schools in Sakajo are good at this, such as Shikigami.
In any case, Ronan did establish a connection with the unknown deep space...The source is probably the Mist Maze.
Snake Whisper couldn't help but deduce based on recent experience: Could it be that Ronan is no longer satisfied with operating only in the "battlefield time and space", and simply introduces the power of the "active stars" in the maze into the real world?
According to Ronan himself, it was "a carrier of some kind of truth, the pinnacle of wisdom and power"... a "residue" that has been washed away by time.
Snake Whisper stared at Ronan's operations.
It could be seen that Ronan was not satisfied with this reaction. He frowned and thought for a moment, then remembered something, reopened the notebook and took out the untouched title page.
As the page with the only recognizable characters was pulled away, Snake Language's ears suddenly hurt slightly, but no sound was heard.
In fact, her facial features, body and skin all felt a burning pain, as if the outside air was instantly filled with corrosive toxins.
The group of "hunters" on the front deck had not reacted to the previous "screams", but now they were obviously in a commotion.