Chapter 714: Fish and Bird Transformation (Part 2)
What the hell is Ronan doing!
Yuan Wuwei held the back of his head with both hands, also holding his head that was about to explode, and stared blankly at everything that happened in front of him.
He is still in the Leichi Experimental Site, trapped in the depths of the hazy space where the sun is invisible together with some areas along the river bank.
Not long ago, he was still struggling in the shadow of the "death bird". Among the nearly twenty extraordinary bosses, who was more sensitive to the "death bird"? What do sensitive people have in common?
But now, a more complex situation was unfolding before his eyes, erasing the meaning of the previous mental exertion.
He wished he could stick it up and hold the game interface he was studying, most likely including its corresponding "space-time bubble" structure body...
was cut.
The previous "space-time bubbles" are gathered into clusters, like plump "grape bunches", at least an image that can be associated and compared.
However, now, a large number of ghost images appeared in front of Yuan Wuwei's eyes, as well as "pieces" that had been arbitrarily dismantled and separated. They were simply trash that had been torn apart, smashed, and smeared by children, and their true colors could no longer be seen.
This description may be a bit exaggerated. After all, Yuan Wuwei watched how the man started - at the beginning, it was very organized.
It felt to him like layers in image processing software, layered one on top of the other, each layer different. Some elements looked ridiculous when listed individually, but once they were overlapped, they became clear and vivid.
realistic picture.
At that time, Yuan Wuwei was quite excited. Based on the mentality of "not seeing anything in vain", he tried hard to observe the color, structure and other details of each "layer" and understand the logic contained in it.
They should be undeniable objects that exist in the real world, but they were completely mapped by Ronan, and then peeled off, cutting off the inherent connection between them that seemed to be natural, and then trying to piece them back together...
This is not easy.
If the PS tool achieves visual "deception" by modifying and merging images, the separation and combination of layers here requires more careful and rigorous operating rules.
It's not like you can cut it open and click "Undo" to restore it.
This is also Yuan Wuwei's only insight.
He will soon die - this set of operating logic is definitely not for the little bug like him.
It seems that the overly diligent cook found the basic operations too boring and suddenly started to show off his skills. He cut vertically, sideways, flat and obliquely. In the blink of an eye, the early regular divisions became a mess.
This also makes the corresponding "reconstruction" extremely difficult.
Whether it is the originally clear layers, the subsequent thin layers that appear to be infinitely repeated, or the fragments that were dismantled and crushed into dregs... they are all being annihilated in large numbers, and of course there is also "rebirth".
Only a few parts will be preserved during the reconstruction process, but maybe at some point, the whole thing will fall apart.
I can't understand the judgment of annihilation and survival at all. Anyway, it's not about which one is more realistic and better looking.
Some feel that there is no problem, but they collapse;
Some were left inexplicably;
Some even just appeared and were wiped out!
Do you want to make it such a mess?
There is also the "death bird", the fragmentary shadow that is always difficult to see the whole picture, still appears in this messy structure. Sometimes it is smooth and continuous, as always; sometimes it is fragmented along with the overall structure.
But the distant and lonely humming sound always lingered in Yuan Wuwei's ears, as if it were real or illusory...
Yuan Wuwei is hallucinating!
"Sue the dead bird, sue the dead bird... sue your sister, can you please stop!"
Just when he had a headache and was irritated, the hull of the boat swayed obviously under his feet. He was busy holding on to the railings to keep his balance. This was a wave... Bah, the boat had washed up on the beach, why was it making waves?
The next second, Yuan Wuwei's professional perception helped him confirm that it was not the ship's hull that was shaking, but the void carrying the ship's hull, the experimental site, and even the dangerous area on the river bank.
As for the reason...
Is it the beautiful disheveled lady who just appeared on the deck?
"Hi, beauty! Oh, sorry, Mrs. Halder."
Seeing the unpredictable look in the scarred-faced mature woman in front of him, and thinking about her power that had made Tian Bang run around before, Yuan Wuwei immediately corrected his nonsense and said something else:
"Tian Bang is dead?"
"No, it's time for me to go to bed."
"...Ah, it's really hard work."
It was very hard to control his mouth. Yuan Wuwei almost forgot what to do next. Seeing Mrs. Halder about to enter the cabin, he finally couldn't help but ask:
"Well, before the clock goes up, Madam, can you tell me what is going on here?"
"I'm more interested in the 'suicide bird'."
"Well, you heard that...of course, everyone communicates with each other!"
He understands things like voting certificates and so on.
Regarding Tuge who abandoned him here, Yuan Wuwei would not have any consciousness of keeping secrets for him. Moreover, everything has been revealed to Songkan, so why should he be reserved here?
At that moment, Yuan Wuwei was screaming, spilling the information about the dead bird and "what kind of fish" mentioned by Tu Ge like beans from the bamboo tube.
Then he asked: "So Madam, you know, what kind of design are you doing...?"
"He probably wouldn't put all his energy into making a bird or a fish."
"That is." "But he seems to particularly like to find a universal method when dealing with things to correspond to his 'truth' that is universally applicable."
"ah?"
"Sometimes simple problems will inevitably become complicated. As for complex problems... they naturally require further analysis and calculation."
"This business in the Golden Triangle is indeed quite complicated."
"These space-time bubble structures in the experimental field are probably a way to achieve his goal, a form of calculation. For example, this one..."
"Segmentation!"
Yuan Wuwei blurted out. As early as when those 'layers' were cut and combined, he had thought of this special term - the famous name in the world, and the magical method Ronan used to analyze the world.
"Probably... he is verifying the feasibility. Now it seems that he is probably referring to the real world to correct the structure and functional relationship between various space-time bubbles."
When it comes to Ronan's expressions, Mrs. Halder will always leave a few twists in her words and will never say anything to death easily, but for Yuan Wuwei, it is enough.
"Yes, that's why it's cut into so many pieces and put together from time to time! So, this is actually a supercomputing host used for simulation calculations?"
"The experimental site...is very reasonable."
"It makes sense, it makes sense."
None of the answers he got from Mrs. Halder were unexpected. Yuan Wuwei had already guessed most of them. But they could partially resolve his overlapping confusions and prevent him from continuing to think wildly on the basis of empty guesses.
.
It feels much better this way.
Mrs. Halder smiled slightly and pushed open the stern door, but did not go in immediately. She turned to Yuan Wuwei and said:
"But if it is so complex, it may not just be the form or approach, it may also be more straightforward content."
"What do you mean?"
"It means that his energy investment in this experimental field and the space-time bubble is quite considerable... extraordinary. If you can see it, it proves that he also values you differently."
"do not scare me!"
Yuan Wuwei shivered and his voice became three times louder.
In this situation, "looking at someone differently" is definitely not a good word.
In fact, he has been worrying about a problem for a long time: How can a small bug like him easily enter a core secret place like the Leichi Experimental Site? And let him touch so many secrets without any restrictions.
measure.
Yuan Wuwei glanced at the newly opened poop hatch:
Even if you put him in a dark room!
Lieutenant General Joseph alone... Lieutenant General has such a big face?
Some things just can't be discussed.
At this time, it was Mrs. Halder who became interested. She closed the cabin door again and looked Yuan Wuwei up and down in a very serious manner:
"I have a general understanding of your situation. A person with abilities specializing in time and space perception..."
"Big time and space." Yuan Wuwei corrected subconsciously. He felt that it was not appropriate to say half of the words, but under Mrs. Halder's gaze, he could only add a few more sentences, "I mean, on a scale similar to the current one, I
It’s really useless.”
"Understood. They put you in the forward base, probably because your abilities tend to be more effective in the vast star field...a receiver with a specific waveform?"
Yuan Wuwei, who has been "tooled", has long been used to it, and just grinned: "There is basically no frequency modulation function."
"It can be said that the functional relationship between the spiritual level and the material structure is relatively solidified... How old is it?"
"Uh, twenty-six."
"When did you possess this ability?"
"I was five, six, seven or eight years old... I can't remember clearly, it happened when I was a child."
"After twenty years of growth and development, the 'receiver' is still able to maintain its shape and function. It is a wonderful gift of nature... huh?"
"Let's just take it as your compliment." Yuan Wuwei let out a dry laugh.
Mrs. Halder seemed to have completely forgotten about "clocking in": "What do you seem to be worried about?" "Me?"
"One is a past and origin that can never be traced back, and the other is a future that is completely uncontrollable. No matter which one we face, such emotions are unnecessary."
Yuan Wuwei really wanted to ask seriously: What should I do if I have to face both?
But under Mrs. Halder's interested gaze, he finally couldn't help but sneered: "It seems that you understand it deeply, Madam."
Mrs. Halder laughed again, and even with the slender blood stains on her cheeks, her brightness could not be concealed. Then, she stretched out her hand to Yuan Wuwei.
Yuan Wuwei hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand, lightly touched the tip of Mrs. Halder's palm, and then separated. In this short moment, he could feel that Mrs. Halder's skin was hot, as if it was a delicate but about to be touched.
Burnt glass.
Normal people will definitely not have such a body temperature.
Is this what’s special about extraordinary species?
Yuan Wuwei was a little dazed.
Mrs. Halder's gaze was cast behind his shoulder:
"I just talked about scale, and it's also being enlarged here."
"ha?"
Yuan Wuwei turned his head, looking at the game interface that had always troubled him before, that once neat, now rotten time-space soaked grape bunch...
Hey, it's no longer appropriate to say it sucks.
There are no bunches of grapes soaked in time and space... to be more precise, the "bunches of grapes" are gone. All that is visible on the interface is a complete and continuous picture.
The previously independent space-time bubble structures have somehow achieved complete splicing and fusion, becoming one. They have formed a relatively complete and complete three-dimensional "map model" of equal proportions, as if carefully crafted.
Yuan Wuwei saw at a glance that the "map model" covered Huaicheng, Hucheng, Jincheng, and the huge wilderness area between them.
This is the "big space-time bubble" of the Great Golden Triangle.
At this time, there are dozens of high-light spots in the "big space-time bubble", either standing still or flying and shifting, like the brightest fireflies at night, becoming the most conspicuous object among them.
An extraordinary species, or an extraordinary level of aberration nest.
The reason why he is so sure is because Yuan Wuwei can see clearly that there is a thin layer of turbid bubbles around each "bright spot", which seems to be the remnants of the previous "era" that have not yet been completely integrated into the "big space-time bubble".
In a unified environmental system.
As for why extraordinary species are described as "night-time fireflies", it is actually an intuitive manifestation of the "big space-time bubble" - although there is an image of the sun's disk embedded in the edge of the sky, the overall ambient light is quite gray and dim.
Between the sky and the earth, there is a gray haze billowing, with dense clouds and no rain. It also feels like there are many impurities, as if there is a lot of dust and spores mixed together, and mold spots will appear anytime and anywhere.