Ronan was very full in what he said. After all, most of it was a joke. He didn't rush to show off. Instead, he and Xue Lei found a secluded place and finished their lunch class seriously before returning to the team.
Go to the team.
The consciousness was attached to Mo Mo. As expected, there was still a meeting over there, but they just added a work meal. Both Mu Dan and Long Qi behaved very professionally, and Mo Mo also took the opportunity to show the important reasons for its huge body:
One bird ate almost as much as a human being.
After the meal, a group of people had another meeting on the roadside. The ink was on the roof of the civilian SUV. The luggage rack above was just suitable for its thick toes to grasp, and it stood firmly. The head was drooping, and it was already halfway through.
The state of sleeping or not.
For birds, being quiet and pretending to be good for a long time, coupled with the impact of digestion, consumes a considerable amount of physical energy. It is also somewhat contrary to nature. Therefore, when Ronan's thoughts entered, the ink flickered to zero, "Scratch"
He called out twice, flapped his wings without hesitation, and flew under the bright sun in a blink of an eye.
Under the sun, the ink-black feathers were refreshing, shaking in the wind, and glowing with a faint blue light, which was actually a bit dazzling. The black shadows and the bright sun blended together surprisingly harmoniously, which attracted intelligence officer Ertu's admiration, and of course it was inevitable.
There are some suspicions of fun:
"This crow is strong, mighty, and humane. It can be called a divine steed."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Mo flapped his wings, turned in a different direction, and flew away, disappearing after a while.
Ertu huffed, put up the awning with his hands, and looked up at the sky: "What's wrong?"
Peony didn't even raise her head: "Don't worry about it."
The ink hovered in the sky for a moment before finding its target. After slightly correcting its direction, it soon reached the top of the old highway that ran through the city and was flying along the road.
He said he wanted to take the initiative, but he didn't immediately issue orders to the action team. Ronan couldn't use such a shameful method for a while.
Years of experimental experience have forced him to be cautious. As long as his mind is not overheated, he does not mind collecting more data and information for the purpose of judgment.
The action team was doing something similar, but it was a pity that it was too different from Ronan's area of expertise to be used by him. Thanks to Zhang Yingying's lobbying efforts, he woke up in time, otherwise he would have been following behind the action team, and he would end up being
Just a waste of time.
Of course, before everything starts, the first thing Ronan has to do is to test the upper and lower limits of the ink's ability, especially the range of perception. This is a guy who eats and there is no room for error.
According to Ronan's experience, in the three situations of soul out-of-body, body-spirit unity, and believer's fulcrum, the sensing radius is an order of magnitude different.
That is to say, under the premise that the soul's out-of-body induction can reach twenty kilometers, the limit of the normal soul-body integration state is two kilometers; "believers" like Mo will wait and see, which should be about two hundred meters. If they are deliberately blessed, it can still reach two kilometers.
Will be improved again.
However, judging from past experience, most of the intelligence information that is too complex cannot be processed by Ink's brain capacity. "Packet loss" and "frame drop" are very normal, and it will take some time to adjust.
To be honest, this is a task that should have been done a few days ago, just because Ronan had too many things at hand and kept forgetting it, pushing it off again and again until now.
"Test the upper limit first... Huh?"
When it comes to practice, the situation is somewhat unexpected: Where is the packet loss phenomenon?
It seems that a high-speed magnetic track has been opened between Ronan's body and the ink. The relevant information does not need any transfer, it can be reached directly from one stop. No, it seems that there is not even a transmission process. The distance in space is distorted for some reason.
Already.
This feeling is weird and familiar.
Ronan spent some time recalling it, and finally remembered that after he drew the galaxy with the sketch of life in the Frost River Realm, he seemed to have pulled the magic talisman in this way, and evolved it into the Colosseum, with the Order of Justice.
A domesticated human-faced spider is easy to kill in one meal.
After all, the magic talisman is a dark side species and belongs to the spiritual level. It makes sense to summon it. The ink has a physical form, so this kind of difference is reflected in the transmission of information?
In any case, with this connection, the only factor that restricts the ink detection ability is its own load-bearing limit.
This would be much easier.
As the most commonly used living experimental subject during Ronan's repeated experiments, ink can survive stably to this day, which naturally has its own magic. Moreover, it has also been promoted to "staff" in Ronan's "Format Theory" system.
level, the connection with Ronan is closer, which further catalyzes its basic abilities.
Ronan was eager to try.
The ink turned into a black shadow and passed over the buildings on both sides of the old highway. For Ronan, it was like releasing a scout in a strategy game. Wherever he passed, the fog of war peeled away in large areas, revealing a road about two meters wide.
Three hundred meters of corridor.
However, most of the real-life scenes revealed are blurry, and what's more eye-catching is the Milky Way of stars floating and changing in it.
Ronan doesn't have any clear ideas at the moment, so he just needs to use his expertise. His expertise is not just the "global sensing" that forced Maoyan to change his career. For this matter alone, he feels that the starry sky structured with life sketches should be more suitable.
.
At this time, with the ink as the center, a small patch of starry sky was opened up, echoing the vast galaxy sensed by the body, covering all living creatures within this range.
Ronan was afraid that he would not observe carefully, so he scanned each group of star structures one by one, not wanting to miss any detail. Mudan did not contact him during this period, so he simply continued scanning at a speed of about 80 kilometers per hour.
But after scanning for half an afternoon, the school club activity time was about to start, and I thought I was about to fly back to the main city, but there was no harvest.
Ronan began to feel the difficulty of this business. He did not have a particularly clear idea for the time being, so he could only work hard. The scanning radius of two to three hundred meters was already the top of Xiacheng, but in the face of the huge urban and suburban areas of Xiacheng
, still too clumsy.
"The sensing radius of the ink is still too small. Is it possible to replace it with the main body?"
When I was thinking about it, a special sensor flashed suddenly.
Ronan was overjoyed. Regardless of whether it was the target or not, his attention was focused instantly. Under the starry sky constructed by the sketch of life, a bright light fell down and printed on the star map. The surrounding scenery materialized layer by layer, revealing the specific scene.
When he actually saw it, Ronan exclaimed, disappointed.
This should be the recycling floor of the forest wall area, a place where people gather. The target just detected is not a freak, but a middle-aged man. He is wearing a special robe, which looks a bit like a firewood.
It's the German type, light gray in color, and looks very simple.
The middle-aged man was in a closed house. It was not large in area, but the layout was full of a sense of ritual. He stood in front of the stage like a priest, reading the meaning of the scriptures to others.
Ronan's overly concerned "gazing" was too close to the physical level, and the movement it triggered was a bit loud. The middle-aged man seemed to be sensing something, and his head moved slightly, which made him a little confused.
Seeing this scene, Ronan immediately thought of a secret cult. This place really looked like a religious place.
Yes, it turns out he is a capable person.
Counting all parties including the Summer City Explorers Association, religious orders, government, military, and financial groups, the number of capable users is less than 2,000. It doesn’t matter if it’s more or less, it doesn’t matter.
When you meet someone, should you say his luck is good or bad?
That's right, at the level of life sketch, the difference between people with abilities and normal people is really huge...
Ouch, you are so stupid.
Ronan in school slapped his forehead, and his ink wings almost hooked up in flight. Fortunately, he reacted midway through the fall and flapped his wings fiercely to regain altitude.
For half the afternoon, he didn't even think about it. The life sketch of a person with abilities is already so special, and the nature of aberrations is even more different. This is an obvious fact. He has come to a similar conclusion before, but he still wasted half an afternoon on it.
time!
Ronan was also drunk on his own brain.
Now that I encountered someone else's preaching scene, it was partly Ronan's fault. He didn't want to add too much detail, so he wanted to unfollow him. But in the end, he subconsciously glanced at it and felt familiar for some reason. When he calmed down again, he saw an "acquaintance".
Hmm, it looks a bit familiar. I just saw him today. He was the kid at the reservoir in the morning who jumped out and asked members of the action team if he was going to "fight the gangs."
This child looked to be at most five or six years old, and he was quite conspicuous among the adults who were attending the lecture.
Are you actually taking classes here...?
Xiacheng's traditional political power is relatively strong. In terms of religious belief, it adopts the principle of "avoidance by minors and independent choice by adults." It is against the rules for a little kid to come from a distance to listen to the priest's sermon, even if his parents are following him.
The thought just turned around and I didn't think about it again. After all, it had nothing to do with him.
But seeing this child, Ronan also realized that the distance he flew seemed to be a bit far. It was more than an hour away. If something happened, there was no way to communicate with Peony.
He decided to return the same way.
At this time, the "priest" of an unknown sect, perhaps because of his uneasiness, also announced the end of today's sermon class, and the group of people evacuated the room in an orderly manner.
As for the child, he came out wrapped in the crowd, picked up an electric scooter on the side of the road, and headed west along the old highway.
Hey, he's alone!
Ronan discovered something unreasonable again, and the electric scooter driven by the child was obviously modified. Using the speed of ink as a reference, the speed was definitely over fifty kilometers per hour. In this simple structure with no obstructions,
It's no exaggeration to say it's lightning fast.
Seeing Ronan sweating for him.
There are not many cars on this abandoned old road, but those who dare to go on the road are somehow related to gangs. It is normal to go on a rampage and seek excitement.
What are the adults in the child’s family doing?
Ronan thought for a while, since we were going the same way, let's follow him. He was not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case something happened. He would feel uneasy.
Ink is flying in the sky, and the child is completely unaware. He is riding a skateboard, holding the handlebars, and speeding at high speed. He is quite comfortable. When there is a slope, he even has to do a few tricks, like a living monkey, and his balance ability is really strong.