Chapter 695: Constructing the Eyes of Knowledge (Part 2)
The formatted space has been completed, and Ronan is living in it, but he seems to be ignoring the rising temperature inside. He is still looking at the images in the virtual workspace, and making gestures while looking at it, as if he is learning what is being sold, seemingly.
Everything continues the normal communication as before.
But in fact, in the Chazheng perception, the initially sharp mental offensive power, after stimulating the fire of formatting and mobilizing the formatting space, melted in the wind, and seemed to cut away the curtain of illusion, exposing the
The terrifying giant machine monster behind.
Yes, at this moment, he seemed to be imprisoned on the workbench of a 10,000-ton hydraulic press. The rumbling anvil pressed down, forcing him, as well as the other four fully armed Dark Blue Walkers, to push their whole body strength to the limit, fighting as if
Confrontation with high pressure that can crush them at any time.
As for dodging...
They are the five pillars supporting the formatted space. Under the heavy pressure, they lost all room for maneuver and change, and even became the shape Ronan needed.
Did he come specifically to punish me?
Will I die?
Cha Zheng didn't know how the other companions felt, but as time passed by, he couldn't help but think so.
Because of the heavy pressure without any room for breathing, because a few minutes ago, there was no need to speak quickly.
The instinctive fear made him feel dazed, his limbs trembled, and his internal organs seemed to be twitching, so much so that he was overcome with emotion and almost vomited reflexively.
He tried to control this stress reaction, but how could he?
The undigested food residue last night was wrapped in stomach acid and returned to the throat, and even choked into the nose. It was the exoskeleton life support system that worked and cleaned it up in time, so that the hell joke of the burner dying of vomiting and suffocation would not happen.
"Check what the hell are you doing!" A voice complained from the internal channel. It was a companion who worked as a 'pillar' together. "Stability Number One didn't hear you! Do you have to have everyone accompany you in corporal punishment to be happy?"
Some people are also worried: "Isn't he being 'sanctioned' separately?"
"No, are you so narrow-minded?"
"Who said he was young first?"
"It's not small, it's..."
The person behind him took the initiative to brake, and the channel was completely silent except for Cha Zheng's heavy breathing.
"Hoo, ho..."
Cha Zheng knew that he had made a stupid mistake, but at the moment his control and correction abilities basically collapsed along with his will, and he could do nothing except take a big breath to compensate.
"Concentrate, don't scare yourself!"
In the internal channel, Meng Tu's instructions appeared again, and they were given directly to him - they must have noticed his abnormal situation. Except for the first reminder, the following instructions were all very concise and practical instructions, all of which were refined and refined.
The kind that requires no overthinking.
Zha Zheng vaguely recognized it, including the automatic control of the Deep Blue Walker exoskeleton by the movement, and the self-coordination of the group mode...
In a word, it means switching to "following mode" and completely becoming a "stick". You can't help, and don't cause trouble.
Zha was about to do as he was told, but at this moment, Ronan spoke.
That voice struck my ears, it was exceptionally clear, and it also had a ridiculous sense of hoarseness during the voice change period:
"We need to adjust some details of the formatting space. Let's start with the basics first and make a pattern for what will be added later."
Zha Zheng had a shock, and his brain suddenly became much clearer.
He was facing Ronan, and he could clearly see that the person opposite was swiping his fingers to outline a clear trajectory of spiritual light in the heat wave of the formatted space.
The trajectory is not complicated, just like a simple three-dimensional sphere made up of several arc surfaces. As the trajectory takes shape, the fire of format originating from Zha Zheng and the formatted space formed by the structure are obviously influenced by
Its guidance formed a suspicious vortex in that area.
Ronan's voice continued to my ears: "Just follow the example, and handle everything you add later in the same way."
What the hell is he doing again!
It must be a conspiracy! Even if it wasn't, why should I listen to him?
As Zha Zheng's mind started to move, his body's severe stress response seemed to have eased a bit. His sense of the outside world had also become sharper - Ronan seemed to have glanced in his direction.
"..."
Maybe it was an illusion, but at this moment, Cha Zheng lowered his head reflexively.
The fire of his own format began to spin with difficulty, driven by his will, following the concise patterns drawn by Ronan's fingertips.
There is still some heat in the chest, which is the residual warmth from the burst of hot blood;
My face is also a little hot, it’s...
Zha Zheng's mind was in a mess and he didn't want to think about it anymore, but as the fire of format turned stiffly, these thoughts that were not there naturally melted away - he felt the power exerted by other companions, and there were some.
Some are relatively smooth, some are relatively sluggish, but all of them are better than him.
Cha Zheng didn't dare to think too much, he just kept his head down and tried to keep up with his companions.
At the center of the formatted space, Ronan shook his head.
Suddenly he sensed something again, and when he turned his face, he saw Ruiwen coming to his side at some point. Under the light of the pattern fire, her slender figure seemed to be somewhat transparent.
Her eyes glanced back and forth at the workspace interface and the spiritual light trails in the air, unexpectedly showing some interest.
"How's it going? Is it okay?"
Rui Wen pursed her lips, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything.
"I thought I was doing something. Isn't this a trick of the Blood Intent Ring? It's just a little deformed..." Maoyan was separated from the formatting space and took the initiative to speak out at him. Fortunately, his voice could still pass through the noise zone where the air burst.
Comes in clearly.
"The field of configuration is a little deformed, but that's serious." Ronan explained, and then praised, "Your vision is getting better and better. It and 'Fortress' do belong to the same series, and you can still do both.
It's so seamless, I'm thinking of adding it..."
"Oh? Does it count as an upgrade?"
"Consider it a benefit."
"Huh? BOSS is interested." Maoyan straightened his figure exaggeratedly to show his surprise, "Is this considered a half-year bonus? Frankly speaking, it's a bit late... and the Mid-Autumn Festival is not enough."
Long Qijian responded with a swipe: "Isn't it the Chinese Valentine's Day in two days?"
No one paid any attention to him.
Mao Yan squinted his eyes and scanned the interior of the formatted space. He was supposed to dominate the space structure, but now he has become a few temporary teammates of the wooden and stone piles.
"To be honest, this doesn't look like 'welfare' at all. What should it be called?"
"The Eye of Knowledge."
Ronan answered simply, and then reminded others: "Colonel Meng, hurry up. We will have to cover a lot of distance today."
"……yes."
At first, Meng Tu wanted to help the five unlucky guys coordinate in the internal channel, but now he looked at the seemingly simple configuration in the center of the formatted space and was stunned. He didn't wake up until Ronan named him.
Although he didn't understand what "the distance would be longer" meant, he didn't dare to neglect, and issued an order through the internal channel to urge the Dark Blue Walker team scattered throughout the camp to gather quickly and prepare for a forced march. For fear of being too late, then
Five unlucky guys, one of them accidentally caused Ronan to die.
Of course, I didn't forget to ask the orderlies to bring their own equipment.
However, when the first wave of Deep Blue Walkers arrived, Cha Zheng and others were not dead either.
In the formatted space, the morphological images drawn by Ronan in the void became increasingly clear, and each circulation trajectory seemed to remain in the blazing white flame, forming lines discernible to the naked eye.
The lines overlap and shift. From Meng Tu's point of view, hundreds or thousands of trajectory lines are no longer in the ideal spherical shape due to misalignment, but are formed into an almost elliptical shape. It also looks like a childish child.
Patterns painted by children...
Well, it was like a supernatural eye floating in blazing white flames, watching them intently.
Meng Tu seemed to understand the reason why Ronan called him that.
The Eye of Knowledge... He also heard Ronan complaining there: "The configuration is good, but there is something wrong with the students. When the pressure is in place, they turn into concrete pillars with insufficient roundness and toughness.
.It may also be a problem with the movement version. The formatting space formed by the one I met in Spring City does not feel so rigid..."
Spring City?
Over in Spring City, there were indeed two teams of Dark Blue Walkers equipped with the "Fifth Generation·Modification" movement. In fact, the firmware was updated to "Formatted Space Version 7.0" to perform a mission... and then the team was destroyed.
As for the Dark Blue Team under his modern hands, they are still a mixed configuration of third and fourth generations. Meng Tu, a special operations commander who is one step away from a general, is the fifth generation of the AB Group laboratory version, Chuncheng Executive
After returning from the mission, I updated the firmware to "Fifth Generation·Change". At that time, it could not compare with the configuration of the two team-killing teams.
Meng Tu went through a few meaningless thoughts in his mind, and suddenly there was a "click" sound, sparks and lightning, and he understood why Ronan was able to call out his name and title in one breath.
The uterine fibroid robbery incident at Chuncheng Cixin Hospital, the power outage incident in the CBD of the Central North Region... and of course the expulsion incident of the Blood Flame Order in Xiacheng.
Yes, he has never actually met Ronan. But in these incidents that can make someone highly suspicious, he is always a participant.
It seems that there really is an invisible demonic eye, standing high in the sky, looking down on the world from a high position - focusing on that person, and radiating to the surroundings, penetrating into the privacy, and seeing everything.
Meng Tu looked at the "Eye of Knowledge" in front of him and was a little dazed. Cold sweat broke out on his back and trickled down unconsciously.
At this moment, Ronan's voice came into his ears: "When people come, follow them. Don't be afraid of difficulties. This will be the standard configuration from now on... It's still the most basic version. Colonel Meng!"
"Ah, yes!"
Ronan's intention was obvious, he wanted him to take the lead.
In front of Meng Tu, the invisible demonic eye was still in his heart. His mind was shaking, but he didn't even have the slightest thought of delaying or rejecting it. He completed the donning purely by instinct.
It wasn't until the visor was closed, and the self-awareness and movement-driven exoskeleton detection modules acted simultaneously, that the holographic vision that could distinguish reality from reality opened, and he suddenly woke up.
Under the holographic vision, the Eye of Knowledge is no longer a one-way visual impression, but a multi-angle view, which is more complete - just like countless supernatural eyeballs overlapping, mapping a world into hundreds of shapes, and then interlacing and chaotic information
, pressed deep into my heart.
Only then did Meng Tu realize that, unknowingly, he had been following the configuration trajectory outlined by Ronan, completing the tracing as if destined.
Once the link is established, a torrent of information will flow in, leaving no room for resistance.
Surprisingly, the seemingly chaotic information did not bring chaos, but weaving and integration, with its own order. Meng Tu could not see everything at the moment, but it was like a natural visual observation, focusing on one point and other information.
It is naturally blurry, but it is like a stream under the ice, passing by, calm and understandable.
He looked beyond the "Eye of Knowledge" and towards the cave area. In the holographic vision, the cave still looked like that, but as soon as his thoughts turned around, he felt:
There is a gathering of "not very good" and "unstable" things there, which is close to the critical point, and beyond that...
Seven seconds? There will be some deformation in the middle.
Seven, six...three, two...
Stuck at the node of his judgment, the blazing jet burst out from the crack in the hole, collided with the edge of the formatted space, shot out electric fire, deflected slightly, and pierced the sky diagonally.
"A little dirty, isn't it?"
Beside him was Long Qi who was talking. This seemingly frivolous guy, like him, looked up at the sky, looking unsure.
Although he was not wearing armor, there were decorative bone structures spread out on the sides of his shoulders. Meng Tu, who had seen the entire "Coreless Flow" demonstration, was certain that this guy was definitely connected to the "Eye of Knowledge".
Meng Tu didn't speak, but his heartbeat was speeding up.
It was pounding in my chest and I couldn't control myself.