Having seen the inside and outside, Ronan nodded and followed the instructions in the manual, pointing to the jungle in front of the gear. Papercut quickly stopped him and signaled Ronan to pay attention to the construction workers inside and outside the gear: "It's better to keep a low profile and go inside. Take a walk.”
Ronan curled up his lips and smiled coldly: "It's okay, everyone is well-informed..."
Paper Cut knew what Ronan meant, but he couldn't say anything. He just laughed and dragged Ronan deep into the jungle.
Before he had taken two steps, Xue Lei turned from the jungle path and saw the two of them tugging at each other. He was a little confused: "Where are you going?"
"Hey, Lei Zi, you're here." Paper Cut and Xue Lei were familiar with each other, and he greeted with a smile.
"Brother Paper-cutting." Xue Lei replied, finally finding a reason, "You guys come to class."
Ronan sweated a little while listening, but fortunately the paper-cut answer was very vague, "Come here to inspect the goods, we just want to go and take a look together."
"What kind of goods?" Xue Lei was not completely online yet.
Ronan's eyes were sharp and he could tell at a glance that this guy was definitely still evil and wanted to get him to practice Sanshou together. He even had a set of Tao uniforms in hand!
How could he let Xue Lei succeed? At that moment, he made up his mind to rely on Brother Paper-cut to protect him today. He must hold on to this thick leg so that Xue Lei would be embarrassed to force it.
After changing his mind, he came up with the reason of "trying to control the flow" and dragged Xue Lei into the jungle. Then he turned around and said, "Brother Paper-cutting, everyone is here today. Let's go get together tonight if we have nothing to do."
The paper-cut said "ha", somewhat unexpectedly. He knew Ronan's temperament, and although he was quite innocent, how could he understand the sophistication of people? He had given lectures to Ronan for more than ten days before, but he still didn't have this kind of temperament. treatment.
Generally fat people are relatively self-aware, so Paper Cut asked: "Why did you suddenly think of this? You didn't just invite me, did you? Who else?"
Ronan also knew that the invitation came too unexpectedly, so he didn't dare to give Papercut a chance to think too much. He chuckled and added reasons and chips to himself: "Go, go, just to play together. I invited Lei Zi, well, also Yes, there are cat eyes..."
"Huh?" Paper-cutting kept updating modal words today, otherwise it would not be enough to express his confused thoughts. He finally sorted out a context and couldn't help but wonder, "Who are you talking about? Cat's Eye?"
"Maoyan?"
Ronan opened his mouth, suddenly wanting to give himself a slap in the face. Today he was a typical person who only thought about his head and body, only thinking about being lazy, and instead piled more troublesome things together...
Hey, don’t rush to a conclusion!
Ronan suddenly felt blessed. With a blink of an eye, he had a way to say something. And he didn't need to pretend, he just hesitated and said it perfectly: "Didn't you say she changed her career..."
Seeing Ronan's slightly embarrassed expression, Paper Cut thought he understood. He nodded at Ronan and laughed dumbly: "Don't you think that Maoyan gave up on global sensing because of you? Who told you?"
"That's it." Ronan looked away.
"It's me." Xue Lei raised half of his arm and admitted obediently. The source of his information was the gossip circulated on Lingbo Internet, which was inherently deductive, so it was inevitable that he would feel a little embarrassed at this moment.
Looking at these two half-year-old children of sixteen or seventeen years old, I felt that education is really a long way to go. I felt a sense of responsibility and explained earnestly: "That is not called changing careers, it is just focusing on choosing a more suitable development route. In the past, Maoyan was the most What people are looking forward to is her telepathy, right? You don’t have to be embarrassed because of this, but don’t spread it blindly, after all, this rumor is meant to undermine people. If one person doesn’t do it well, both sides will be ruined!”
Ronan and Xue Lei both bowed their heads obediently and accepted the training.
When Paper Cut thought about the meeting that night, she couldn't laugh or cry: "Maoyan actually agreed? She doesn't find it embarrassing..."
It's really not embarrassing, it's just decadent.
Ronan increasingly felt that asking Paper Cut to be in charge was a good choice. At least there would be a buffer to get through the most awkward period in the early stage. As for how to communicate in depth and eliminate misunderstandings, he could only act according to circumstances.
Having said that, if I refused even if I couldn't cut the paper well, I was worried that the two young people were not good at the art of communication and would do bad things with good intentions, and they would really fall out with Maoyan.
Maoyan's weird temper is also well-known in the association.
Since he decided to participate, he didn't waste any time on the paper-cutting and saved his energy for doing it at night. He sighed and changed the subject: "Come on, let's operate the flywheel arm first..."
Although Ronan was not very interested in this kind of combat machine, he still chose this one when choosing between it and Sanshou sparring. He cheered up and prepared to mobilize the interference force first according to the instructions.
But you have to teach him how to aim when cutting paper: "The safety factor of this thing is still very high. It won't hurt you easily. It's okay in various postures. But you have to know that this is not a Qigong wave. The palms are too far forward."
Stupid, including poking your fingers and straightening your arms are all useless tricks."
Ronan was a little confused by the paper cut: "Then what posture should I use?"
"There are many! The most effective technique is to throw! It can be like throwing a dart, making a swinging punch, making a virtual slash with a knife...etc."
Ronan waved his arms stiffly: "Is this so?"
Xue Lei curled his lips next to him: "Zero foundation."
Obviously, Xue Lei had already made some judgments about Ronan's repeated avoidance of Sanshou training, and was now stabbing him.
Ronan pretended not to hear, tried it twice first, and then began to mobilize the interference force to inject activation power into the wrist guard.
As the divine wheel and the body wheel bite and rotate, the eyes, apertures, and heart lamps light up, lighting up the brain. In the past, this was probably the sign of interference.
But in the past two days, even if Ronan didn't pay special attention to the practice of internal refining, his foundation was too strong, and with the help of the magic talisman "meteor falling from the sky", under the stimulation of many factors,
Now not only are the eyes orifices small, but the mouth or tongue apertures have also taken shape, turning into the jade liquid of the spiritual pool, echoing the eyes, apertures, and heart lamps.
In the internal refining method, the heart lamp spiritual pool is like the spring sun turning into snow, with cold and warm interfering with each other. In terms of the interference between the spiritual and material levels, after the heart lamp is lit, a spiritual pool filled with jade liquid will turn into snow.
It is the best "lamp oil" that connects with the heart lamp and supports combustion layer by layer.
In this way, it is equivalent to merging the three orifices into one, and the intensity of the interference force is more than tripled?
Ronan originally wanted to control it according to the instructions, but this time he directly mentioned the full gear.
The arm shook slightly, and then there was a long hissing sound. In the middle of the wrist guard, a regular round sheet popped out. It was first thrown into the air and spun, then suddenly accelerated, advancing straight through the air, and with a "snatching" sound, it cut into the big tree in front.
The tree trunk was almost entirely submerged.
Ronan noticed that the whole process was not like shooting darts, but like launching a missile. The flywheel arm acted as a "launch tube" and only ejected the flakes, and the power really acted to drive the flakes to kill the target.
Otherwise, given the sharpness, speed and trajectory of the slice, Ronan's palm should be the one that penetrated first.
The safety settings are very successful, but the power is indeed mediocre, at least a bit worse than ordinary firearms. Of course it is fatal to ordinary people, but for people with abilities, you need to consider it.
Just as he was thinking about it, Paper Cut laughed next to him: "This is an emergency shrapnel. It is used to bluff people when they rush to meet the enemy. You have just used it with great force, right?"
Ronan still had to adapt to the changes in interference power after the "three orifices merged into one", so he just smiled and acquiesced.
Paper Cut continued to teach the trick: "Did you notice that the emergency shrapnel just shot out from the middle layer of the multi-layered armor plates? Each one is like this, and there will never be a preemptive launch from the upper layer. The purpose is to use the space between them
The force of the friction will cause the fire to occur due to friction. Can you feel it? Is this true?"
Ronan still didn't speak, sinking his mind into the inner layer of the flywheel arm, using interference force again, he felt an irregular thin sheet in the middle, trembling in the interlayer, rotating at low speed and slightly displaced under the squeeze of the same kind.
, and constantly accumulate strength.
"Very good, leading without saying anything, with layers of blessings, Nanzi, you really have the talent of 'control flow'..." While admiring the paper cutout, he unconsciously sighed. Do we have to watch the rising star of "activation flow" change his career again?
Ronan followed the paper-cut explanation and controlled the increasingly active flakes in the wristband. The temperature of the inner layer of the wristband was rising, but the temperature of the outer layer did not change significantly, and the shielding effect was first-rate.
Xue Lei next to him had a keen sense and noticed some subtleties. He came over curiously and reached out to touch it, but was knocked away by the paper cut: "What if it explodes out of control?"
Ronan rolled his eyes: "I think I can still hold on."
"Then continue, this thing will definitely become more powerful the longer it accumulates power."
This is true.
Ronan could feel that in addition to relying on the overall structure to physically accumulate force, the thin sheet also relied on special materials to continuously absorb interference power. Obviously, it also had unique characteristics in its single structure.
The technical content of the flywheel arm is much higher than it appears on the surface.
Paper Cut spoke faster and introduced the firing mode to Ronan: "If you want to attack, the flywheel arm itself has a built-in chip, which can be connected to a smart device, pre-set the flight route, select special-shaped sheets and calculate obstacles, air resistance, etc.
He is very good at sniping in complex environments. And we all have six ears, which saves a lot of effort."
Ronan followed the paper-cut instructions and made a wireless connection. Sure enough, an exquisite interface popped up on the retina, displaying real-time changing data based on the real scene in front of him.
Through the six ears, all operations can be controlled by thoughts. Ronan randomly selected a target, and dotted lines were used on the interface to indicate the available routes. At the same time, it also prompted the percentage of energy required for the best effect.
Is this playing a video game?
Ronan can't say whether he likes or dislikes this kind of fool-like operation. He is a rookie himself, and the more complete the auxiliary functions are, the more beneficial it is to him; but a real expert may not like this kind of programmed setting.
Before finishing his thoughts, Paper Cut has already added: "Also, if you feel that you are very awesome, you can choose mental control. That will test your continuous operation. A very awesome character can even have twelve sharp blades wrapped around his body.
Flying is like controlling twelve flying swords, with close combat and long-range attacks. It can scare people to death even if it doesn't kill them..."
"This is the official usage!" Ronan shook his arm slightly. Since the flywheel arm is used in "control flow", it should pay more attention to micro-control.
Paper-cut spread out his hands: "That's what I said, but the actual situation is different. You see, in order to ensure the structural function, the shape of each combined sheet is different, and the flight trajectory is also different. Coupled with various splicing combinations, if
Ordinary people really can't handle computing without smart devices. Maybe architects and extraordinary people can do it, but at that point, who would expect this?"
"That's right." Ronan raised his hand and fired according to the smart mode. The irregular thin slices were dim but sharp, and instantly broke through the barrier of jungle branches and leaves, cut off the thick branches that were used as targets, rushed into the air and turned around.
, like a miniature chain saw, breaking branches and leaves wherever it passes, and the momentum is quite alarming.
What Ronan shot was a boomerang. The irregular thin slices circled and came back. The speed decreased step by step. They landed on Ronan's wrist like a tired bird returning to its nest. As Ronan continued to add interference power, they reassembled.
Papercut clapped his hands: "Okay, you're getting started now, but the operation is too rigid. In fact, whether it is smart mode or free mode, you can switch in the middle, change the direction at will, and increase strength... If it is in actual combat, I suggest
Use intelligent control first, design the route, and then add mental control temporarily, which saves worry and effort, is sudden and flexible enough, and can still produce unexpected effects."
"That's true."
Ronan continued to practice in the woods, not forgetting to let Xue Lei try something new to calm his emotions and calm his mind, so as not to jump to the topic of Sanshou practice again.
Time passed quickly, and the sky had darkened. The three of them had had enough trouble with the nearby woods, and they were ready to return.
At this time, Ronan's wristband vibrated. It was Tian Si calling with a nervous tone: "Brother Luo, I'm so sorry. There are some things in the club that need to be dealt with. Tian Qize is doing experiments. We may have to wait until later."
"I got it, Senior Tian." Ronan didn't want to put more pressure on Tian Si. He also expected the senior to suppress Mo Peng and his gang.
The paper-cut next to him asked curiously: "Who is it? We are going to get together soon too?"
Ronan said casually: "One of my seniors and his younger brother will be with us tonight."
"Outside the circle?" Paper Cut was surprised.
Ronan felt guilty at the paper-cut reaction, so he had to avoid the important and take the easy: "It's Tian Si, the one who became a hostage in Haitianyundu, have you met him before?"
Looking at the expression on the paper cut, he knew he couldn't keep it secret, so he had to add: "There are also two relatives of mine, and maybe their friends. It was originally a party, and it was in Shuanghe Realm, so I met them face to face.
, tell us later."
"You, you!" Papercut Zhenzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She stretched out her hand to touch him again, but she was discouraged before she even opened her mouth. "You can still learn in the future... It seems that there will be a lot of people this time. Have you booked a private room?"
"Private box?" Ronan entered a confused state.
"I knew it!" Paper Cut sucked in a breath of cool air from between his teeth. Are you so completely otaku-like nowadays?