"I'm asking a question for someone else." Mo La said in a relaxed tone, "Are you near Lake City now? Is it convenient for us to talk?"
"you say."
"That thin-skinned guy from Liujia, let me ask you if it's okay to go to the experimental site now. He's already paid the fee."
"Indeed, he handed over a page of notes, and Maoyan told me... of course."
When the cat's eye was mentioned, Frith, Zhao Xi and others around him subconsciously pricked up their ears.
Ronan didn't care whether they were eavesdropping or not, and walked straight towards the prepared rest area. Meng Tu hesitated for a moment, but still followed, and Frith and others followed suit.
The officer in charge of the advancing base opened his mouth two or three times, but did not have the courage to interrupt Ronan's communication. He could only take off his military hat, wipe his sweat, put on his hat again, and follow him.
Ronan first entered a foyer. It was quite spacious and there were no extraneous furnishings. When he spoke in a normal voice, after reflection and overlapping, it became extraordinarily loud.
"Actually, if he hadn't followed around in a circle today and been delayed by Tian Bang, he would have arrived by now."
Not to mention that Meng Tu's face twitched, and Mo La was not satisfied: "He was delayed by Mrs. Halder, okay! That old widow is messing with you now, right?"
Ronan laughed: "You hide far away by yourself, but you are very well-informed about the situation here."
"No, I know myself. Junior brother, I still can't grasp your specifications. Facts have proved that it is indeed the case. Those who ran over all over the place are all sitting on wax."
After a pause, Mo La asked again: "Really don't need to hand in another certificate of surrender or something?"
"What's the meaning?"
"You know best what is going on in the Golden Triangle right now. Everyone is tied up with chains, and the whole body can be affected by a single move. Liujia is more or less 'impaired to move'... So what are your plans?"
“Gather everyone’s wisdom and verify some things.”
"What's up?"
Mo La has the momentum to break the casserole and ask the truth.
Ronan was also very happy: "Two things. One is the Map of Heaven, Man and Demon. I have just compiled a rough outline of this course for the beginner and intermediate levels, but there are several hurdles in it. Due to our physical limitations, it is not easy to break through.
So I thought of doing a big data sampling... You know, when it comes to personal cultivation, one person cannot do it, and it cannot be taken for granted."
"Instructor Xiu will probably be very pleased to hear your realization." Mo La said casually, which was probably a complaint.
Ronan just pretended not to hear and continued: "Other people's data is easy to collect, but for strongmen like you who have reached a certain level, it will be more troublesome. It's rare to have so many extraordinary species gathered here..."
"So you gave them a mission?"
"Not needed yet."
"So it's not the wisdom of the people, but the materials of the people - the materials of consumables."
"No, I'm just saying that it's not easy for everyone to get together, and with Gray Matter as an intermediary, the opportunity should not be missed."
Mo La let out a "ha": "You still said it's not a consumable...forget it, it's whatever you say, so I just replied to Liujia. Tsk, Nick really has no weight."
"Nick?"
"Oh, they all thought you were thinking of getting rid of Nick. So didn't you see what the blood demon said about it on the association forum? He seems to be your spokesperson now, and many people believe it."
Ronan couldn't say that he was completely unaware: "The blood demon did mention it, but I also told him that dealing with Nick would be very complicated."
"It's rare for you to realize this. You're very calm. I thought that if Nick attacked Raven, you would retaliate like a mad dog, just like Miss Two Thousandth... Is it because you didn't suffer a loss? Or is it the current Raven?
Wen, is it different from before?"
There was a temptation in Mo La's words, but Ronan didn't respond at all. She wasn't disappointed either. She saved some energy and laughed at the blood demon: "You can see it when you play cards. You want to be unique but fail to grasp the key points and strategic thinking.
It’s no problem that I always make mistakes in tactics... I’m also licking the wrong position for you, and as expected, I still need to improve my skills.”
"That's not the case."
Regarding the blood demon, Ronan still has to defend it somewhat: "Nick may not be killed, but his state of existence is of great research value. If some people don't mind, I would like to use him as a model to study the role of gray matter in the extraordinary.
This kind of special state of existence... it is generally recognized that he is more resistant to it."
The topic is getting more and more dangerous.
Ronan was talking normally in the hall, while a group of people around him looked at each other.
Meng Tu winked at Frith and asked him to take the rest of the gang and retreat first, but the latter just pretended to be invisible and continued to listen with interest - even if he could only hear Ronan's half of the message.
Ronan doesn't care, he's so nervous!
Meng Tu had no choice but to glare at him, and then signaled the person in charge of the forward base to come up and lead Ronan away from such a public place as soon as possible.
After all, the person in charge was also a lieutenant colonel of the Guards Force, but now he was so dizzy that he could hardly speak properly. He could only say simple words such as "This way, this way."
Fortunately, Ronan was able to grasp the surrounding situation clearly besides communicating. He nodded and walked through the foyer to the courtyard behind.
Fries still wanted to follow, but was pulled by Meng Tu: "Take the maintenance technician to the statistics and storage equipment... now."
Fries shrugged and looked at Ronan's background, somewhat reluctant to leave. As a result, he was pushed by Meng Tu, and finally he hugged Zhao Xi and walked back with a smile.
In the communication here, Mo La had heard the word "gray matter" many times in a row, and he naturally asked: "What on earth is that gray matter?"
"That's just another thing I'm going to look into."
Ronan's answer was natural: "I think it was born out of an extremely dangerous element. It is the remaining impurity after reorganization and transformation through a certain process, but it is also quite dangerous."
"Can you be more specific?"
"Of course, I have summarized a few points here:
"First, if this kind of thing is not disposed of in time, it will still have obvious corrosive damage to living things, and it can act on the genetic level, and it is likely to become or has become a propellant for the distortion of global life.
"In fact, I collected and analyzed some information today. This kind of thing has been widely found in various parts of the world in the form of various compounds. It is also retained in the bodies of a considerable number of people. It is also commonly found in the spiritual ocean.
"After chemical synthesis, inheritance, and replacement, although it has changed beyond recognition, some traces can still be seen..."
Mo La on the other side stopped: "Wait a minute, you said you collected information, do you have an accurate source of information?"
"Am I not?"
Mo La whistled: "Of course, junior brother, please continue."
In fact, Mo La's doubts are very sharp.
Strictly speaking, in the so-called "information collection and analysis", Ronan is just the central dispatcher. In addition to the tiger on the surface, the sampler is mainly carried out by magneto-optical mica; the measurement and analysis is performed by the "inner universe simulation" in the external neurons.
The newly released computing power of "Machine" - led by "Aunt Kui" who appears in the form of advanced artificial intelligence.
The answer given is the analysis result of "Aunt Kui".
However, in this case, to round things off, it is understandable to say that it was Ronan himself.
Ronan continued speaking calmly: "Secondly, I'm not sure whether this kind of thing can be traced back to its source and restored to its original appearance after a special extraction... This possibility is very, very small, but the Justice Sect
The group obviously lost their shit last night. They succeeded in turning a common pollutant into a deadly poison."
Mo Lan hummed twice: "A major change in the scale of truth can always produce some incredible things."
"Indeed."
Ronan felt the same, and then continued: "The third point is that the amount of gray matter is far beyond my initial estimate. I once thought that yesterday was the first time they were leaked, but it turned out to be wrong.
"The concentration here in the Great Golden Triangle has been gurgling for at least decades, and I still haven't fully understood the source of this thing... But if such a stock does have a continuous generation mechanism, the source is
Close to Earth's local space-time, the situation would be very troublesome."
Ronan paused and emphasized again: "It's very, very troublesome."
"It seems like it should be taken seriously."
After listening to the three points he summarized, Mo La only made a general evaluation, but in the blink of an eye he focused on one of the details: "You said that the source is not completely understood, but it is partially understood, right?"
"almost."
"share?"
"The Mist Maze." Ronan answered simply and directly.
"Uh, is it the fog maze that I understand?"
"Yes, our family, Levi and many others are researching the place we are paying attention to. The origin of the notebook fragments I want to collect."
"Does the hole lead there?"
Merach Peak highlighted a sentence, and Ronan was slightly startled, and then he laughed: "It's a window."
"Then the gray matter leaked out from this 'window'." Murrah's expression seemed to have malicious intent.
??????????????? Ronan didn't care either: "There are still some links in the middle... But if you say so, it's not wrong."
"Does the so-called 'link' involve looking for the Justice Order?" What Mo La said seems to be just a repetition of Ronan's previous sentence, but in this context, the meaning becomes more
clear.
"Yes, that's right." Ronan sighed, "The idea is correct."
"Ms. First Sacrifice, and Lanier, it sounds like they're going to have a headache." Mo La laughed softly, "But you tell me so much, do you want me to be a loudspeaker? Spread the word?"
"I already talked about the same content with President Ouyang and His Majesty Emperor Wu four hours ago."
"Then what are you..."
"You have to give full play to your value." Ronan pointed her out bluntly, "Come over with more meaningful news."
Mo La burst out laughing: "Hey, you've spread the news yourself. These things will be ruined on the streets tomorrow at most..."
"Then you can get a good price tonight."
"Junior brother, you are dishonest!"
Ronan was stunned for at least two seconds before he realized what Mo La was talking about. He didn't bother to argue with Mo La, and he didn't want to talk about the conditions anymore:
"If nothing happens, I'll hang up."
"Wait a minute, there aren't any exclusive details?"
"As long as you sell...sell the information to the right people, they will naturally receive exclusive information based on their level of cognition."
After saying this, Ronan thought for a while and then said: "I can remind you again that the pricing power of information is still in my hands - senior sister, this will not increase your value at all."
"Are you saying that I don't know the goods? Thank you for your encouragement, junior brother. I will try my best to find something that can make you willing to pay a premium... So, see you later?"
"See you later...just a moment."
Luonan was in the pure courtyard, facing northwest. What he saw was the vast mountains that seemed to stretch infinitely under the dim sky. Accompanied by them, there was the gurgling water and the sound of people not far away.
His heart moved and he called Mo La: "I can pay the premium first."
"No, are you so nice to senior sister?"
"It's a kind of demonstration." Ronan carefully considered his words and continued: "At the same time, I also want to ask, senior sister, what do you think of Lord Baifeng? Yes, it's the one on the edge of Lake City."
There was a moment of silence, and then a somewhat confused response came: "What can I say? You can ask President Gao about this."
"Really? I think, senior sister, you made some mistakes in judgment because you were lazy and didn't come to the Golden Triangle this time."