Ronan's figure suddenly froze. At this time, he returned to his normal standing posture, but stared blankly ahead, as if there was a certain image in front of him that attracted his full attention.
"Hoo!" The octopus could finally breathe normally, and the feeling of restraint all over its body disappeared.
Who is suffering from hysteria? Why do I feel like a ghost is pressing down on me? He meant to complain, but now the entire hall was filled with another type of suffocating atmosphere.
Some of the people looked at Ronan, and some looked in front of Ronan, but no one could understand what was there.
But Ronan was still making some moves at this time. He stretched out his hand, his index finger slightly protruding forward, as if he wanted to draw something, but he still didn't start writing.
At present, Octopus is the person closest to Ronan. There is an inexplicable pressure behind him. He turns around and sees Maoyan standing up from behind the sofa, so he moves over quietly. The two of them are companions, and it seems safer...
Ah, what the hell kind of idea is this?
It's really that Ronan feels too weird now, and the octopus will never forget the feeling of his body's breathing being locked just now. By the way, isn't there something wrong with Ronan's mental interference with the strength of the substance... Is his cognition out of date?
Looking at Ronan's posture again, Octopus couldn't help but feel strong curiosity. He glanced around and saw the surveillance equipment he had brought with him. It had a projector mounted on it. He had used it to watch programs before. He blinked.
, carefully approached it, turned on the drawing function of the projector, and then adjusted it to the front of Ronan's fingertips.
In this way, we can roughly understand what Ronan is describing.
Octopus also admired his own thinking. However, as soon as he set the position, a hand from the side stretched out and turned off the projector with a snap.
The person holding out her hand was Maoyan. For some reason, her face was a little pale now, and her expression was serious: "Don't seek death."
"ah?"
Qin Yikun, who was more familiar with him, shook his head and said, "Too sensitive."
Octopus is also a smart person. He will understand instantly after hearing words and know that he has done something wrong. In this dangerous time, any information about Ronan's abilities should be kept confidential as much as possible to avoid being seized by interested people.
Even if they are all trustworthy, it is said that places like Gears have been infiltrated into a sieve by various forces. There may be hidden cameras in any corner that were not detected. Just the injection of drugs to treat the disease was just enough.
Forget it, now I'm still recording Ronan's strange state and its results. This is all the work of a spy.
The octopus raised his hand to indicate that he had a brain twitch.
At this time, Ronan's fingers finally determined the location of the pen and began to wander around and draw. There was no obvious direction or trace. Others were completely confused about what Ronan was painting.
Maybe Maoyan can feel it a little bit, but the details... As the master of the temple said, the important thing is the details.
At this time, Ronan was digging into the details with a strange awareness. In front of his eyes, the starry sky interface of the virtual brain app was displayed.
In the center of the outline of the virtual brain, countless stars are densely packed together, forming a bright star cluster like the center of the Milky Way. At the edge of the outline of the virtual brain, a stick figure composed of a few stars and their connections has just moved here.
In fact, the original location of this stick figure was inside the virtual brain. However, after the virtual brain app was combined with the drawing software, Ronan's Gestalt blended with it, and the self-formatted star picture was mixed with it and changed.
form.
After Ronan discovered it, he restored the stick figure with the help of his memory and placed it in the corner of the virtual brain interface. However, he did not expect that this cautious move would become the key for him to break out of his confusion.
What’s even more unimaginable is that the outline of this stick figure can coincide with the mysterious posture in the photo of my grandfather and father.
Of course, the most important thing is that together with the photo, it clearly shows a certain form and a certain meaning.
If it were Ronan before, he might still be confused about the logic behind this similarity, but now, under the impact of surging inspiration, he is like the most radical painter in the state. What he draws with his fingertips is what he thinks in his heart.
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When the savings were complete, he reached forward with his fingers and clicked a little among the dense stars inside the outline of the virtual brain.
The first time I "put pen to paper" was not at the edge of the star cluster, but in a certain area above. Although the star cluster at this time was a combination of self-form and stick figures, the stars were densely packed and the points were misaligned, making it easy to get lost in it.
The "stick figure" is too simple, and the photo has too many symbolic and simulated meanings. Only the combination of three parties, relying on that moment of awareness, can extract the context and outline from it, re-invisibly depict it, and maximize the true meaning.
Ronan's fingertips went down and connected the stars, just like drawing a complicated constellation map.
He regarded this process as sketching, but it was more difficult. Not only did he have to depict the picture in his mind, but he also had to ensure that its lines shuttled between the star points.
This is difficulty and limitation, but it is also the real details given to him by the existing interface.
Ronan was still in that wonderful artistic conception at this time, with clear ideas and constant inspiration. When the first pen was written, he was out of control. In just three to five seconds, the outline had already taken shape. As time passed, the star map gradually
Concretely, it appears as a little dancing figure kicking its legs and waving its arms.
Just like the stick figures before Xu Nao, but more refined;
Just like the ridiculous looks of the two close relatives in the photo, but more abstract;
As for the bright star cluster, it is divided into clearer levels by these connecting lines. In the center, there is a dancing figure, while on the shoulders, hands and feet, chest, back, head, and soles, they are constrained into eight groups that are still vague.
The structure is like eight mysterious runes surrounding it.
Of course, in the center of all this, the dancing figure is the most complete and mysterious one.
When the layers are drawn out and the outline is complete, the feeling of epiphany is not exhausted in the writing just now, but is like a big tide under the full moon, with the waves behind pushing the waves ahead, accumulating layer by layer.
Incredible power swelled out from this figure. Only then did Ronan realize that in fact this figure, the energy contained in this figure, was in his body, filling his limbs and bones, and spreading all over his hair and fingertips.
Everywhere, everywhere.
Because of this, it can almost be regarded as overlapping with him, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, and it is not limited by the physical body. It is capable of extreme flow and change, and can fully interpret its form, syllables, emotions and charm.
And Ronan already knew that this was the word "I".
Although it is different from any other writing in the world, its three-dimensional structure cannot be written on paper, and its syllables are also unusual in articulation habits. It even involves mental state and various changes in information on the mental level, making it incredibly complex.
But even if its meaning is simplified to the extreme and inclusive to the extreme, it is still the word "I"!
The word "I" stands at the moment. Regardless of its shape and sound, only the clear and transparent meaning can be seen throughout, pushing Ronan to continue to study its details until the epiphany impulse is exhausted.
All.
But until the outlines were clear and the complex internal structural connections were coming to an end, the driving force in Ronan's mind was still strong.
In fact, this text and this meaning are highly consistent with the concepts he has adhered to and followed for many years, without any deviation. And the details it presents, every dot, every structure, every change, seem to be
It has long been engraved in his memory and soul.
This is not about opening up a new world, but about finding the hometown in your dreams.
Later, awareness, memory and resonance have dominated everything, and the gushing power is more like a river that gathers hundreds of rivers, advancing layer by layer without end.
Driven by this power, Ronan has ignored everything he knows and feels, and only thinks about the word "I". Gradually, the complicated details are exhausted, and the area to be touched is getting narrower and narrower.
In his sleep, he suddenly reached some indescribable limit. The surging force suddenly hit the indestructible high wall of the dam, shook violently, and then shrank sharply.
The starry sky on the virtual brain interface instantly collapsed and condensed into a point, and all of Ronan's perceptions and consciousness collapsed simultaneously. It was unclear how long it had been, and in the chaos, cracks suddenly opened.
A thread cuts through the vastness, a thread leads to darkness, a thread runs through existence and nothingness.
Three straight lines intersected and penetrated, just above the origin that collapsed to the limit, like a coordinate system, but it was not mathematics, but a kind of intuition.
The unique information structure just goes from points to lines, then expands from lines to planes, then becomes three-dimensional space, and continues to change. In this process, life thrives on it, both inside and outside Xia City, the surrounding sea areas and wilderness, and
Billions of living beings are manifesting their brand-new concepts layer by layer.
These objectively existing things, creatures, and changes seem to have been repainted by an outstanding painter, presenting an incredibly vivid form.
Ronan's vision was re-opened, and he observed all this with novelty and surprise. It seemed that every detail contained enough information, and there were more subtle things, which were presented within the scope of his soul cloak.
It's like... like countless fragile bubbles, most of which are not fixed at all, or even really formed. Even if they show colorful colors, they are still disillusioned in large areas and formed in large areas in a very short period of time.
Ronan looked at these as if he were watching the undulating sea surface near the coast. Those bubbles pushing and dying, with their astonishing number, indeed formed a grand scale like the sea, and painted the world with dazzling
Eye-catching colors.
Although it was the first time he witnessed such a strange scene, he had a strong feeling and finally formed a judgment, even though it was completely different from his usual understanding:
This is...the spiritual world!
Just as he was about to take a closer look, suddenly there was a strong, cold force, like a flying peak, forcefully crashing into it, causing this gorgeous scenery to shake violently. Here, a familiar thought appeared: