Ronan also didn't expect that the effectiveness of putting up the "Luonan Ruler" would be reflected so quickly. Yin Le's mental defense barrier almost collapsed in a dam-breaking mode. Maybe she still has a chance to repair it.
But at this moment, in the extreme zone that is deeper than the Abyss, the magic talisman quietly shakes off two strands of "spider thread" to make up for the homework of building network nodes.
One of them directly adhered to Yin Le's physical and mental structure, and Yin Le, who was mentally turbulent, was unaware of it. Moreover, at the first moment of the connection, some of the energy spilled out due to the mental turmoil, along the "Spider"
The "silk" flows out and seamlessly connects to the "altar spider web", connecting each other.
At this point, in Ronan's eyes, Yin Le has become a normally functioning "node" on the altar spider web. Although Ronan cannot say that he knows everything about her, he can still see most of the trend changes from the corresponding feedback.
Of course, many more direct interventions can also be made.
On Mrs. Halder's side, although the "spider silk" can also work hard to stick together, when the altar spider web tries to further establish a connection with it, it cannot reach the core and cannot extract the life essence. "The winner takes all, the loser takes all."
The operating mechanism of "or apoptosis" is blocked here.
If the nodes of the "Altar Spider Web" were like Mrs. Halder, this network could be shut down directly.
"This woman is so amazing."
With this in mind, Ronan didn't care about the temporary setback. Instead, he became more curious about the so-called "analysis diagram" that he snatched temporarily. What would he do in the eyes of the "powerful" Mrs. Halder?
an image of?
Because the logic of the diagram was clear, Ronan scanned it briefly and had a certain understanding of the analysis results.
It feels quite complicated.
It was a little shameful, but quite interesting; some of the conclusions made him ponder, but some were more repulsive; all in all, it seemed a bit scary, but after thinking about it again, he felt a little complacent for some reason.
Overall, he still thinks it makes sense.
It turns out that I am such a person! Is it good or bad? It should be okay...
"Boss." Eighty kilometers away, Yin Le spoke in a hoarse voice, her breath was weak and dry, and she could hardly survive. Her mind was still a little groggy now, and she didn't dare to think about the consequences of her bad reaction.
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"Don't think too much." Mrs. Halder said calmly, "Some things are about coincidence. It's easy for us to get this information, and there's nothing wrong with giving it away... Mr. Luo is not a person who cares about everything."
This was said to both sides at the same time.
Ronan had already "taken leave" before, but if he really wanted to fight back again, there would be no access control fence in this area of Xia City that could stop him.
In fact, Ronan is still "paying attention".
Mrs. Halder smiled slightly and didn't seem to mind Yin Le's major mistake at all. She didn't care about Ronan's possible negative feedback. She still had time to continue making a small analysis: "Mr. Luo's age is already too late.
At the end of adolescence, the personality will be undecided, and there is nothing wrong with having a clear self-understanding.
"Furthermore, judging from the intelligence, because he had been taking medication to modify his nervous system during the most critical years of his secondary development, Mr. Luo's hormone secretion in his body was chaotic and his development was lagging... The body affects the mind, and even if his personality changes drastically later,
It's natural. Why bother yourself for the destined change?"
Apparently, Mrs. Halder also noticed Yin Le's poor state and began to relieve her stress, and even teased Ronan by the way.
This probably means that someone is still an unfinished, undetermined child?
Ronan didn't know what attitude to take in response. Oh, now that he was the one "saying goodbye", he should pretend not to hear.
After finally completing his psychological construction, a joke suddenly came from beside him: "Mr. Luo, those words before may have been a bit offensive, but after all, they are all variables. You must not be careless or have any rebellious psychology. Forcibly changing your personality may not be possible.
What a good thing."
"..."
Ronan turned his head silently and saw Fei Jin on one side, with a subtle and incomprehensible smile on her youthful and beautiful face. She and Mrs. Halder, who was eighty kilometers away, formed a similar but contradictory synchronized picture.
Is this a counterattack?
Ronan really didn't expect that the other party would still use Fei Jin's "old channel". Just when he was frowning, Fei Jin's eyes, which were already in a trance and confusion, suddenly regained their aura, swept them lightly, and stopped in front of Ronan.
On a glowing virtual workspace.
There is a sketch by Ronan. Although it is just an outline and the face is still a mess of lines, the demeanor of the mature woman on the rocking chair has been revealed, and it forms a clear correspondence with the situation eighty kilometers away.
The women on both sides are different in age and appearance, but their words and charms are synchronized at this moment: "Mr. Luo is very interested in me?"
"...So be it."
Ronan was embarrassed at first, but then he thought again, you broke me into three pieces, put them on the chart and tossed them back and forth, and you still can't help me make a portrait for you?
As soon as the idea came to him, he also added a sentence at the end, which was also formal: "There are many things in Madam that can be painted."
Yin Le opened his eyes wide and subconsciously held his breath.
Mrs. Halder remained calm: "According to the information, when Mr. Luo first entered the industry, he was a 'psychic' who practiced painting and was very effective. I wonder if there is anything special about this painting?"
"Well, I would say there is."
Ronan looked back at the unfinished painting, wanting to use it to fight back and not lose his momentum. But at this point, the words in his heart were like this unsustainable sketch, stuck in the middle and unable to evolve any further.
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The sketch is still the same sketch, but the ideas and structure when he first started writing have been replaced beyond recognition by the continuously changing impressions.
Of course, it is now very easy for Ronan to simply make a sketch. With just a few strokes, he can outline the charm of Mrs. Halder. But the problem is that Ronan's purpose has never been a simple sketch, but from spiritual induction.
Starting from the core of the work, it reproduces and refines it from multiple angles - compared with his own requirements, this draft is too far behind.
Mrs. Halder's foundation is much more complicated and deeper than what he realized when he first started writing.
At this moment, Ronan suddenly felt like a stupid student who was nearing the end of the exam but still hadn't finished answering the questions. Invisible pressure was quietly growing, and by the time he realized it, it had already become quite large.
How awesome!
This is not the first time Ronan has expressed such emotion, but his imagination is much bigger than last time: maybe this is Mrs. Halder's ruler to probe into his heart!
Mrs. Halder gave Ronan a warning.
When he probes the "Luo Nan Ruler" into the hearts of others, others will also have a reaction force. Some are insignificant and cannot be broken, such as Hedong Tower, Yue Qi, and Yin Le; some are so powerful.
Much, much sharper, just like Mrs. Halder.
All kinds of forces come together and squeeze together, so of course there will be pressure. Mrs. Halder is only the most obvious one, and other reaction forces, either neat or fine, are still gathering.
In fact, Ronan has already had a similar experience. Not long after the "Altar Spider Web" was erected, all the energy flowing in it was "taxed and charged." Even if each share was only a fraction, the sum of the little would add up to a lot.
There are still huge profits. Of course, these profits are a kind of positive feedback, but the huge accumulation itself is pressure. Thanks to Ronan's magic talisman, Blood Soul Temple, Soul Cloak and a series of diversion channels, he will not be overwhelmed.
He only needs a little bit of "remaining leakage" to continue to support the divine wheel Bingyang, give the body wheel enough driving force, and maintain rapid progress.
This is already the case with positive feedback, but as for negative feedback... well, from a higher level, feedback is not divided into positive and negative, it just depends on how it is handled.
Look at Mrs. Halder. What she did in response to Ronan's previous aggressive pressure was to digest and reuse it, just like a giant furnace, smelting out the materials that were most suitable for her.
Huh? Speaking of which, the methods on both sides are pretty much the same!
It's just that Mrs. Halder's method of "transforming negative interference forces" requires Ronan to think about and learn it carefully.
But the most important thing now is that after Ronan thought about it for a while, he finally caught a glimmer of inspiration. Maybe his awkward silence was a little long, but it didn't matter. With the tip of the pen, the temporarily blocked thoughts were opened up, and he finally opened up.
Ink on a virtual workspace that has been vacant for a long time.
Ronan did nothing else but focus on strengthening the contrast between light and dark, so that the dark side of Mrs. Halder sitting calmly in the work has more tension, so that it appears slightly distorted, like
It is a furnace that emits high temperature to the outside. The pupils half hidden in the dark side are the red fire doors, as if high-temperature flames may be sputtered from it at any time.
"Wow."
Fei Jin sighed softly beside her. Of course, this was in sync with her controller, but after that, nothing happened.
The corners of Ronan's mouth curled up. Some things really made sense. When his sketch was completed, the vague and changeable impressions suddenly became clear and distinct. Especially the "spider thread" that had always been tossing around Mrs. Halder,
The tactile feedback has also become more real: it is indeed like touching a hot furnace sealed by flesh and blood. You can feel the scorching energy inside, but that energy is highly ordered, almost every minute.
clear flow direction.
He kind of understood.
At this time, there was a sound from the door on the other side of the house, and within two seconds, someone knocked on the French door of the balcony: "Mr. Luo, is it convenient?"
On the other side of the glass door is He Yueyin.
"Oh, Sister Yueyin, please come in." Ronan responded quickly.
At this time, Fei Jin stretched out his hand to touch his chest and bowed to him: "This one has returned to its original owner. What she needs now is to have a good sleep... You can borrow the bedroom for a while, and you can do whatever you want with it later."
Fei Jin smiled brightly, then turned and moved, just passing by He Yueyin. The two people's eyes rubbed in the void, not sparks, but there was a dullness and coldness like ice and cold water surging and colliding.