Inside and outside Driver Qin's concise and abstract sketches of life, there are countless stars like sand, flickering in and out, emitting faint light.
Ronan couldn't help but compare it with the sketches of life he had observed before, especially Maoyan and Zhang Yingying, who had been the focus of observation. Every star they presented was shining brightly, and the contrast with the dark void was extremely strong.
Just like silver-white wax tears dripping on a black-backed paper, there are even connections between them that are difficult to distinguish between reality and reality - this kind of picture is undoubtedly influenced by visual graphics. Viewed alone, it looks more like the same thing.
Set of abstract symbols.
Only when these sketches are spliced together on a terrifying scale, so that people's senses are no longer entangled in details, can a vast and magnificent starry sky be formed.
Therefore, Ronan calls it a "sketch", which is a sketch that has just completed the outline of the composition and has not yet carved out the details.
As for the star map we see before us, the biggest difference from before is reflected in the details. There are hundreds of stars, distributed within a certain range, with different luminosity and magnitude. Some are dazzling and some are barely visible.
The limited and clear star map has thus become complex and vivid. Even the smallest area is outlined with delicate and believable details.
It was like seeing the gorgeous night sky on a plateau with a clear atmosphere, far away from the light pollution of big cities. Ronan almost forgot that this was just the embodiment of the physical and spiritual framework of an ability user.
Now Ronan is no longer as good at dancing as he was when he first sketched out his life, but he stared at people in a daze for too long.
Even with Driver Qin's calm personality, he couldn't help but cough to remind him.
"Ah, I'm sorry." Tonight, Ronan repeated this word at least three times. Fortunately, Driver Qin didn't care. He returned to his habitual silence and only smiled in return.
Ronan couldn't figure out why his observation and description of the "Sketch of Life" suddenly included so many details, but he knew that it was time for him to get off the car and go home.
Declining Driver Qin's offer to help again, Ronan got out of the car and took out two boxes from the trunk. He held his notebook under his left elbow. He was a little out of hand, but he could still walk.
After bidding farewell to Driver Qin, he went straight home. Walking on the community road, under the street lights, there was no one except him. This environment was really suitable for letting his mind wander, and Ronan unconsciously began to stimulate his brain again.
Why was he interested in Driver Qin? It was because what he said vaguely echoed what the master of the monastery said about roots, nature, and the art of distinguishing roots.
The awakening of the extraordinary power can be understood as the root; the character problem lies in the category of the root; as for taking a different path from Mr. Big Arm, it is a matter of the choice of the root.
The principle is this. According to the lectures of the master of the temple, he has to find the corresponding starting point. When listening to the lecture, his direction was still vague, but after a burst of inspiration on the road and observing Driver Qin, the situation became more subtle.
The change.
Fighting the urge to look back for someone else, Ronan adjusted his breathing to calm down his heated brain.
He first went to the independent garage outside his aunt's main house. This is a three-dimensional garage that is more common among the urban middle class. It is divided into upper and lower floors. The two cars at home are placed separately. When in use, the converter is activated and the number of floors can be changed to transfer the required
When the car reaches the exit, the space is relatively small and has a single function, so it cannot be stacked with debris.
However, at the back of the garage, at the edge of the courtyard, there is a wooden door installed on the lawn. When opened, there is a staircase leading to the ground floor space.
This is an underground storage room. It is said that Moya spent more than a year digging independently when he was in the second grade of high school without telling his family. Unfortunately, after the secret was leaked, he also paid a considerable fine to the community.
Moya, who is in the second year of high school, is a standard female literary youth. She regarded this place as a "tree cave"-style private space. Later, as she got older and stopped doing this, she gave this place to Ronan, letting her
He stores some sensitive items.
Ronan spent four or five years at home making potions independently and was able to hide them from his uncle and aunt. This storage room was a great success.
This is all a favor...so he has to be especially humble towards Moya.
Ronan put the box in the secret compartment of the storage room, turned around and wanted to leave, but then an idea occurred and he put the two notebooks under his elbows in the secret compartment as well.
The reason why there are not one but two books is because Ronan is worried that if he really takes the notebook filled with inspiration marks back to his room, he will not have to sleep tonight, and the good work and rest rhythm established during this period will also be destroyed.
Totally destroyed.
It was not easy to make this determination. Ronan almost turned around every step of the way until he stepped onto the surface and closed the trap door. Then he took a deep breath and walked back into the house to meet his aunt's scolding.
Although there were constant changes and he had to be punished when he returned home, Ronan had a fulfilling night.
Cruelly putting the notebook in the underground storage room had some effect. This helped Ronan strictly follow the "Ziwu Gong" requirements set by the master of the monastery, raise and lower qi and blood before going to bed, and refine the essence until the internal organs and limbs are complete.
, the inside and outside are parallel, the layers are transformed, and they all echo the nine orifices and six roots, then it is over.
As a result, the homework he did that night was several times more than when he just cultivated the eyesight alone, and a large chunk of time was cut off. When he woke up from the state of trance, it was already 4 o'clock in the morning.
Yes, morning class is coming soon.
If this happens from now on, he probably won't need to sleep anymore.
Ronan smashed his mouth, and the feeling of the opening of new orifices was still clear. At this time, his mouth and tongue were filled with fluid, sweet and refreshing, which was completely different from the dry and slightly smelly smell when he woke up in the morning on weekdays.
Naturally, he swallowed the saliva, and there was still a steady flow of fluids afterwards. It was much easier to move his lips and tongue. Unfortunately, he had been clumsy with his mouth for a long time. In the final analysis, it was due to his mental temperament, and it was a waste of this newly developed talent.
This small change of mouth and tongue production was experienced last night when I first started learning. At present, it can only be said that mouthwash is saved, which is not a big surprise.
The real beauty lies in Ronan's expectations.
Today is Saturday, November 3, 2096, the retreat time designated by Ronan.
Maybe it's compensation. These days are the routine statistical period of SCA at the beginning of the month. As a senior employee and technical expert, my uncle needs to be on site for supervision. As a senior HR of a large company, my aunt happens to be recruiting for a new department and is interested in high overtime pay.
Face-wise, I don’t have time at home either. It just gives Ronan a stress-free and interference-free environment...
Ronan came back from his morning exercise. After learning the news, he was in a good mood and his appetite seemed to have increased a lot.
But he was still too naive.
Mo Peng, who was supposed to take a habitual lazy nap on weekends, came downstairs just after seven o'clock, and his chubby body brought an ominous wind. Seeing that his parents had not paid attention to this place for the time being, he immediately asked: