Three hundred and twentieth chapters blood ring (seven)
About two minutes later, an old man with a slight stoop came in hurriedly. When he arrived in front of Wang Jue, he was still breathing slightly and looked very respectful: "Mr. Wang, I'm here, what can I do for you?"
Wang Yu waved his hand and motioned for him to find a seat. However, the hunchbacked old man had to bow to the virtual image of Herman on the other side before he sat down on the chair next to him.
During this period, of course he also saw the image of the circular conference room transmitted from a distance. Especially the young man on the podium, the light structure behind him was quite eye-catching. But for a while he did not recognize which one it was.
It wasn't until I sat down cautiously and looked again that the relevant cognitive abilities returned to normal levels:
Luo, Ronan?
The hunchbacked old man opened his mouth slightly. He really didn't expect to receive such information at this time. He couldn't help but think about the purpose of a big investor like Wang Jue calling him here, and he was a little confused for a moment.
Although Herman was most concerned about whether his investment would bear fruit, he was still idle at the moment. He was somewhat interested in gossiping and said with a smile: "Professor Yan, how does it feel to see your enemy?"
To this question, Yan Hong could only respond indifferently, and looked at the virtual screen again with a strong anger, which he could only suppress for a while.
At this time, Yan Hong was not a good chat partner. Herman soon lost interest. In fact, he had no interest in the so-called training sessions of the Ability Person Association, so he picked up the golf bag from the side.
I took out a club and maintained and wiped it:
"Leave professional matters to professionals, Wang. I think your best choice is to come to Luo City. I can wait for you for two hours."
Wang Jue smiled and said nothing. After a few dozen seconds, a middle-aged man with a bright head and a maglev balancing car entered Wang Jue's room.
Compared with the previous Yan Hong, he was much more casual: "Hey, boss, from the moment you pulled me out of the laboratory, I already heard the sound of you throwing your investment into the ocean current."
Herman, who was nearly 10,000 kilometers away, laughed loudly: "Jeff, I will give you a bottle of 23-year-old red wine for these words."
Jeff stood on the balance car with no intention of getting off. He just sneered: "Mr. Herman, instead of letting that **** red wine eat ashes under my bed, why don't you put down the bat and put it on the application form?"
Sign. Frankly speaking, the current experimental progress is not ideal. I need people and things."
Hearing Jeff talk about "progress", Yan Hong, who was a little distracted at first, subconsciously froze and woke up. Seeing Jeff looking like he was about to leave if he didn't agree with him, he also seemed to have a thorn on his butt.
He stood up hastily.
Fortunately, he didn't stand up. Jeff caught his presence with one movement. At that moment, bald Jeff raised his sparse eyebrows: "Oh, Professor Yan, you happen to be here too. By the way, I
I am seriously dissatisfied with the progress of your team. Among the four groups of 'Deep Blue', your progress is not only at the bottom, but even the military's AB team has caught up. After all, you are also the founder of this project.
The experimental subject is still your son..."
Yan Hongqiqi Ai Ai: "Yong Bo, he doesn't cooperate."
Jeff said coldly: "If I were to be sampled dozens of times a day for no reason, I would not cooperate. Now is not the stage where luck dominates. You need to have ideas and recall more of the stage when genius-like inspiration burst out. There is that
This stage is enough for you to become famous, but not enough for you to wait for death in the Deep Blue Project."
Yan Hong's head was buried in his crotch.
Wang Jue stopped Jeff from continuing to reprimand his subordinates and brought the matter back to the point: "Okay, you two, let's go back to the laboratory to solve the problems in the laboratory. I asked you two to come over because of the key information sent by the observers ahead.
, it involves some professional issues, and I hope to hear your opinions."
As he spoke, he let the screen flow again. At this time, on the main screen, Ronan was still zoning out the light man's configuration, and in the sub-window, the moment when he shaped the light man was displayed.
Seeing Ronan's demonstration, Yan Hong's face twitched twice and his face became very ugly.
But Jeff just sneered: "Deep Sea IV type, this is a technology two generations ago, and it is also a castrated type. It has been eliminated in the laboratory long ago. We are now using the sixth generation, internal combustion,
The main indicators such as interference and transformation have been improved by more than three times. It is a little trick of light structure, and it still has a bit of technical content. Even this, the Justice Order has shared this structural model with us some time ago, so it is not a big deal.
"
Herman wiped the club carefully and said with a smile without raising his head: "Jeff, I just like your tone. It makes me feel that my investment is worth it."
Wang Yu smiled at first, but then frowned: "Wait a minute, the laboratory is the sixth generation, commercial... I mean the one currently in circulation on the market, I remember it is the third generation?"
Hermann looked up excitedly.
Jeff blinked. He didn't care much about this aspect.
However, Yan Hong answered cautiously: "At present, the company and the military mainly use third-generation built-in designs. Some elite personnel have switched to fourth-generation movements. Overall, it is still considered a trial. The company's internal procurement plan is to hope that in the next two years
All the equipment has been changed. As for the military laboratory, it has already started research on the fifth generation of 'minimalist equipment'. However, large-scale procurement will still be based on the fourth generation movement technology. I remember that the framework agreement was just initialed last month...
…”
At this point, Yan Hong was stunned for a moment. Wang Jue, who was opposite him, pinched his brows and smiled bitterly.
Herman stopped wiping the club, and the smile on his face gradually faded: "Hey, Jeff, or Yan Hong, you two please explain it to me clearly. Don't fool me with things in the research field, I am now
You know how much impact this little kid’s words will have on the projects I invest in!”
Jeff shrugged, while Yan Hong didn't know how to proceed. Neither of them spoke. In the end, Wang Jue helped them out: "It's probably equivalent to the product technology being cracked, and it's possible to imitate it and compete with us.
The product... is almost like this."
Yan Hongda nodded: "Yes, that's it."
Herman's face became gloomier, but his attitude became serious and his thinking was very clear: "Yes, I think about it, is it because the Deepsea IV movement fell into their hands, did all this happen?
Now it’s the legal team’s turn to take action..."
Wang Yu couldn't help laughing: "Herman, that's another world."
"It's the same in the other world, remember? The so-called Core Technology Protection Act, as long as we nod, it will be passed and implemented next Monday. The Abilities Association must support and comply with it, otherwise I will kick out all their project investments.
Including lrcf, let all those old men who are counting on it die!"
Wang Yu walked barefoot in the room: "The problem is that the military may have different views, and the Star Alliance Committee is also happy to see this situation..."
Herman waved his club with a cold look in his eyes: "Where's the lobbying team? I spend more than a billion dollars every year just to get them to shoot brain cells into the Pacific Ocean?"
"It's just that patent barriers are not that safe. If you want to be more comprehensive, you must have certain plans for raw material control, including related equipment and production lines."
Wang Yu thought for a while and asked Jeff and Yan Hong: "In your opinion, will the format theory guy continue to deduce something new in the future?"
Yan Hong looked at the current speech screen, hesitated for a moment, and saw that Jeff had no intention of speaking yet, so he answered bravely: "It seems not yet. Moreover, the design concepts of the fifth and sixth generations are very different from the previous ones."
, if the current seventh generation is successful, it will be almost completely decoupled from the previous concept. If Ronan is to follow the concept of the fourth generation, he should..."
Just as it happened, in the circular conference room, Ronan talked about the basic criteria for a qualified configuration: "From material to spiritual, or conversely, from spiritual to materialistic, the connection between the two levels is achieved. The extraordinary power lies within."
Someone in the venue was dissatisfied with this statement: "The standard of penetration is too vague. On the material level, we have the concept of space. If you go through it, you will go through it. But what about the spiritual level?"
Ronan's answer is: "The structure of thoughts condensed on the spiritual level can be shallow, middle, or deep, including the abyss and the extreme. Existence is penetration."
After hearing this, Jeff finally twitched the corner of his mouth, and rarely agreed with Yan Hong's statement: "At present, the little guy's path is still the spiritual one. Before, we were affected by these old thinking patterns, and he was still mentor Li Wei.
Only by charting a new path can we achieve the current breakthrough. And if we continue to wander here, even the ultimate materialist will go further than them."
Wang Yu and Herman looked at each other and asked: "Can just a change in concept affect the research results?"
"Of course there are a lot of details that carry the concept." Jeff glanced at Yan Hong subconsciously, "Our current research is to trace the key to a certain disappearance that year...
At this time, people in the circular conference room were even more dissatisfied with Ronan's increasingly vague expressions: "If it can be realized, why should I listen to the lecture here? Whether it is through or exists, it is meaningless to us.
Concept. Chickens are born from eggs, and eggs are born from chickens. Isn’t that all? Isn’t there a more detailed standard or procedure?”
Ronan remained calm when faced with the question: "Everyone here has certain qualifications. Even if they are not awakened, they either have enough energy and blood to shake the spiritual barrier; or they have enough soul power to interfere with the material level. So what you lack
what is it then?"
"Structure, stable structure."
Hearing a certain word in Ronan's words, Jeff frowned, temporarily stopped the conversation, and turned his head to read attentively.
At this time, Ronan immediately rejected his previous statement: "We should change the term, stability, structural stability."
Jeff's eyelids twitched again.
Yan Hong also raised his head and looked over blankly.
"Why I say that, because in the past two days, I have had an idea in my mind: Maybe we are like hamsters trapped in a cage. We step on the cage and run forward every day, but in fact we are spinning in circles. If we want to break through, we must first
Settle down and find your place.”
People in the conference room were at a loss.
Ronan also hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "What I mean is that on the spiritual level, let alone the abyss zone and the extreme zone, as for the rest, maybe there has never been a shallow zone, a middle zone, a deep zone, etc.
It's just our own force field and consciousness space, a cage where we torture ourselves..."
Bang!
Yan Hong took a step forward in a hurry, and his tibia hit the low table in front of him, causing him to bend down in pain. Jeff on the other side mistakenly pressed the button of the maglev balance car and bumped directly into Yan Hong, who was bending down.
The two collided into a ball, but didn't even make a sound. They just turned their heads to look at the picture that was still moving forward.