Due to Mo La's eccentric character, Ronan thought she would have some new gadgets, but he was disappointed when he opened his mouth: "Junior brother, where are you, can you go visit now?"
"inconvenient."
Ronan's attitude towards Mera is the same as towards the blood demon.
From another perspective, whether it is the blood demon, Mo La, or the "visitors" wandering around now, their purposes are generally the same.
The "lower realm" of the Blood Hell King gives a glimpse of the Hell of Fire. Whether it is in the material world or in the abyss, its unimaginable influence and power make these extraordinary beings who are somewhat suspected of "sitting in a well and watching the sky" unable to sit still.
Already.
Ronan could understand their mood, but it was really inconvenient now.
Mo La was quite dissatisfied with Ronan's attitude: "Why are you so inconsistent with your words and deeds?"
"oh?"
"When I asked you a week ago, what did you say - 'Anyone is welcome at any time'!" Mo La reminded Ronan's memory.
Ronan remembered it, and there was indeed such a thing. Rarely, Mo La still recited it perfectly. Not only was it word for word, but even the tone was exactly the same as that day.
Regarding this, Ronan didn't feel any psychological pressure at all: "This moment, that moment. This is not a good place right now. If you come over, you might cause trouble for me. Will you save me then?"
"Hey, this is even more intriguing." Mo La has a very thick skin and can say anything. "Good junior brother, we have a tacit understanding at this time. I will give you what you want."
I want you, why not be a little more accommodating this time? You can also set a different price - I'm not the only one this time, there are many fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, you know!"
Ronan said "hehe": "Okay, then let's pay the fee in advance."
Mo La didn't even stumble and said directly: "Transfer? Or pay in cash?"
"You should listen to the quotation first."
"Junior brother, feel free to speak."
"Give me the notes in your hand...the ones you took out from my grandfather's notebook."
"Tsk, it was Roman who told you! I know that as a secretary, he knows how to reveal secrets best!"
Ronan continued: "People come according to the page. For every additional page, you can bring one more person over."
"I only have one page here!"
"Just right, you are responsible for collecting the rest."
"Hello……"
"The True God Pope still has it in his hands. You can also work hard on Li Wei's side. Isn't this the time to reflect your unique value? There is at least one copy lying around now. Calculated at one hundred pages, it may refer to the extraordinary species in the world.
I will all accept your favor."
Mo La laughed when he heard this, and as he laughed, air flowed from his teeth: "Then I really have to thank you, junior brother, for the opportunity."
"Oh, and." Ronan was completely indifferent to Mo La's deliberate expression, and added to himself: "In order to prevent the embarrassing situation of bringing people here and then taking them back due to counterfeiting, the things you collected should be given away first.
I saw the photocopy, and I approved it, and let’s talk about other things.”
"Hey, this is too much!"
"Really? I don't think it's too much. After all, everyone has their own difficulties, and there are also benefits to doing things."
Ronan cast his eyes towards the gray-white mist scene on the north shore, and said in a calm tone: "If you follow this quotation, no matter how many people you bring, except for the area I have designated, everyone can visit and experience it - anyone is welcome at any time.
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"Life or death is another matter."
The communication with Mo La ended with the cordial greeting from the opposite side: "You are so evil".
Ronan smiled, he was deliberately making things difficult for Mo La, to see if he could squeeze some more money out of her.
However, the "difficulties" are real.
At this stage, the work of eradicating the evil is coming to an end, but it has not been cleared up neatly. There are still some uncertain problems that require Ronan's constant vigilance.
In addition, the experimental field that has started to operate, the results of "Going to Geng and Asking for Directions" to observe the deep blue world, the large amount of explosive information released by His Majesty the Emperor Wu, the god's cloak linked to Grandpa, the reconstructed core of the large coordinate system, and the still noisy
"Source of interference"...
Most of these things are just the beginning, and there are quite complex problems in the follow-up that need to be studied and solved. As for Mrs. Halder, who failed in gambling, it is all a matter of waiting.
Except for the evil side, there is almost a solution, and it only takes a lot of effort to clean up the ends. The other problems have different directions and different natures. Just sorting them out is a headache, let alone solving them.
To digest these things, it is impossible to be pure alone. You also need an integrated framework that can effectively integrate all information and learn from each other without distracting energy and losing direction.
Ronan frowned and returned his gaze to the interface of the inner universe simulator.
Because there is a layer of correspondence mapped between the "Lord of Zhanhe" and the "Sun Lun Jue Prison", even if it is not so certain, it has also produced certain changes in the inner universe simulator.
Especially some of the objects that Ronan used to describe using the ritual ancient font system, I feel that after re-imagining and correcting them, and turning on the background compiler, the error rate has been reduced.
This is a good trend, but Ronan doesn't want to achieve it overnight, and in fact it's impossible.
He just took the opportunity to do something, and rearranged various elements in the inner universe simulator through various mastery and semi-mastery methods. Including but not limited to the earth's local time and space, the fog maze, the cloud world... and the deep blue world.
Well, there are also some more specific structures that are not the objects described by the ancient characters for rituals.
Some of them are not accurate enough, but you can’t get hung up on the details.
Deep Blue World is very typical.
Ronan "put pen to paper" without hesitation, but in fact, most of it was done through a compiler, the ancient characters for rituals and descriptions in Tianyuan Common Language, and some details that are really difficult to describe before he put pen to paper.
On the starry sky interface, the outline and shadow of the deep blue world were blurred, gradually approaching his perception when "asking for directions", stripping away the known and exposing the unknown.
It is impossible for Li Wei to be omniscient, especially when faced with beings at the level of "ancient god's body". He also needs to analyze and translate, and errors and omissions will also occur. Of course, there will definitely be "improper use of force", which will expose some
useful information.
Ronan didn't need to find out the details, he just needed to see the trends. Even the trends didn't have to be particularly clear. It was enough to roughly touch on the correspondence and functional relationship between the Deep Blue World and other elements in the simulator.
"Sure enough, Yin Le is quite keen when he is just watching." The sudden voice was low and sweet, and at the same time there was a slight flow of hot air, wrapped in some kind of sweet smell, lingering near Ronan's cheek.
Ronan turned around and looked over expressionlessly.
The person who appeared next to Ronan was Mrs. Halder.
"Lord Ronan, excuse me."
Mrs. Halder used to call Ronan "Mr. Luo" most of the time, but when she came back this time, she changed her name to "Sir". I don't know if she was influenced by the snake language or His Majesty the Emperor Wu.
Perhaps the latter is more likely.
At this time, Mrs. Halder's hair was simply pulled up into a bun. She was wearing a loose milky white long-sleeved shirt and wide-leg pants of the same color, home style. She did not wear shoes or socks. She stepped barefoot on the poop floor. Her body was slightly warm, as if she were an ordinary person.
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This outfit was a little too casual, but there was nothing I could do about it.
These are already the fifth set of clothes given to her by the friendly support of Snake Whisper in the past two days. When fighting against the evil poison, the Burning Heart Knife was fully activated, and her physical and mental frame shifted from reality to emptiness, like a burning flaming blade.
, no clothes can be kept.
Ronan didn't care about this. Face-to-face communication was inconvenient, and pure heart-to-heart communication was fine. But Mrs. Halder was still a "fastidious person" and tried her best to dress up and communicate in person.
In fact, Ronan didn't like to be disturbed while working, but thinking about this person who rarely had a chance to breathe, he responded lukewarmly.
Remembering her abrupt statement just now, she said smoothly: "What do you mean when you say Yin Le...?"
"When we were at Beishan Lake, Yin Le wrote to me. In the letter, he mentioned your Excellency and said that you always prefer to use configurational thinking to solve problems you encounter."
Ronan said "Oh" and looked at the starry sky interface on the virtual workspace, a little confused: "What does this have to do with configuration?"
"What she's really saying is that you want an 'efficient and universal solution' to all problems - that's how you see the world."
"Many people say so... It's a common problem among idealized technicians." Ronan responded casually, but in his heart he gave Mrs. Halder a thumbs up.
At this time, this kind of statement can be called a clear mind and a sharp vision.
This woman is still very admirable when she doesn't go to extremes.
Well, it’s even more admirable when you go to extremes...
"Does such a method exist?" Mrs. Halder's eyes were filled with pure curiosity. "After all, from another perspective, this is to integrate all things in the universe, all activities and relationships, into that solution system."
Ronan answered without hesitation: "It exists. At least in my cognitive category, it exists."
And Ronan is walking on this path. With an unprecedented clear direction, he chose the ultimate framework to solve a package of problems:
inner universe.
Mrs. Halder didn't know Ronan's goal in mind, and she had other questions: "Your Majesty, Emperor Wu, do you think the same way?"
"That's not necessarily the case." What Ronan was thinking of was His Majesty the Emperor Wu's comment on "a matter of structure."
He glanced at Mrs. Halder again. This woman didn't mind discussing her Series A investors at all, and probably didn't care to directly compare the investment conditions of Series AB.
This lack of cover-up is not about pride or overestimation of one's capabilities, but more like some kind of wanton self-destruction.
Oh, His Majesty Emperor Wu also reminded me.
Ronan's gaze rested on Mrs. Halder's cheek, mainly the slender blood stain on the right side of her cheek.
Logically speaking, after she reshaped her physical and spiritual framework, such scars should have been erased long ago. The only reason why they remain today is because of intentionality.
Ronan was a little curious, and the position was just right. He simply stretched out his hand and traced his fingertips on Mrs. Halder's cheek, followed the blood stain, passed through the corner of the lady's eye, cheekbone, cut into the chin line, and finally made a mark on the neck.
Knot.
Mrs. Halder remained motionless and allowed him to do whatever she wanted.
But in the end, I asked: "Can you give me some advice?"
"Well, it's nothing. You seem to have chosen another path, different from me."
The feeling of the Burning Heart Knife is extreme and pure, and it is destined to be impossible to take the path of the "inner universe". But Ronan still doesn't know how to do it next.
But since Mrs. Halder asked the question, he also made a sincere suggestion: "Before you clear the way, you might as well be a bird first, fly and stop in the forest and in the sky, and gain insights.
OK."
"Is it in the world you created, my lord?"
Ronan thought of His Majesty the Emperor Wu's "pattern theory" again. He laughed for a moment and casually tapped Mrs. Halder's clear-cut chin: