The chair in the conference room was relatively stable. Maoyan's body hit the back of the chair. The chair shook slightly and pushed her body forward. Her whole body was as soft as noodles. She obviously lost consciousness. After shaking a few more times, she finally regained consciousness.
The front servant hit his forehead on the conference table with a muffled sound, but there was no reaction at all.
Ronan's hand suddenly stopped writing. In addition to the strange reaction of the cat's eyes, it was also because at this moment, countless fuzzy and chaotic scenes suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, as well as more peculiar sounds, smells and other signals.
The ground came over.
This is by no means a stimulation of his senses by the external environment, but an information signal directly transferred to the nervous system. There is no logic before and after, no distinction between priority and priority, they just swarm over.
Ronan is already very familiar with how to deal with huge amounts of information. He does not try to analyze it at all, but directly conducts it through the black chains and sends it to the external neurons.
Just because there was such a familiar scene for comparison, Ronan figured out what this sudden change was about.
In the elevator box, he dug out a piece of the "Human-Faced Spider" and received a large amount of energy and a massive amount of information that made his brain stop spinning.
Now, in the conference room, Maoyan, a reckless woman, uses her ability to "spy" on Ronan's creation. Little does she know that this kind of creation is also part of the development of Ronan's spiritual abilities.
Frankly speaking, this kind of "spying" is extremely stupid. Maoyan is like switching places with the "human-faced spider". When Ronan is at his most active mentally, he takes the initiative to come to Ronan's door, and then he is chained by Wu Shen.
Got a double piercing.
The chain and the magic talisman were dug out of her without politeness. The content probably involved the memory of the over-distance perception that Maoyan is best at. The specific content depends on the analysis of external neurons.
"boom!"
Seeing Maoyan's miserable look, someone slapped the table: "Young man named Luo, what are you doing!"
"Bang!" Someone around Ronan also started shouting.
"When you 2Bs and psychics are working, what are you doing?"
It was Zhang Yingying who stood up and yelled at her. Perhaps she had an instinct to protect the talents she had discovered. She stood up without hesitation and fought with her friends. Her momentum was soaring to the sky, and she was like no other:
"When You Lao burns the turtle shell, would you like to pour some water on it?"
"When Lao Gao is doing this, you try smashing his altar?
"When Lao Bai falls asleep, do you try to slap him in the face?
"If you don't understand politeness, you have to understand taboos, right? Since when did psychics become someone you can tease anytime, anywhere?"
After a round of reprimands, the group of ability users were speechless regardless of whether they were convinced or not. At this time, Maoyan's shoulders moved, and he began to show signs of regaining consciousness.
The people around him gathered around to take a look. After about five or six seconds, Maoyan finally came back to his senses. He sat up straight with the help of others, blinked, and asked with a confused look on his face: "What's wrong?"
"..."
Could it be that he has lost his memory?
Someone stretched out his finger: "Kitten, what number is this?"
"Get out!" She scratched the past with her long manicured fingers. Maoyan's vitality remained undiminished and she quickly returned to normal. She started to get annoyed with people around her again and waved them away.
"Please explain to me what happened just now!"
"H-How do I know?"
Maoyan spoke with a high-pitched voice, but when he looked at Ronan, he was obviously a little weak: "I just looked at the painting and felt the changes in his energy to see if the painting was real or a lie.
of……"
"Alas!"
More than half of the people rolled their eyes and just looked at the painting. What kind of qi machine are you trying to control? When the psychic is working, the rising and falling of the qi machine is equivalent to the life and death struggle of combatants. If one fails, there will be a backlash.
, who knows what the consequences will be?
Zhang Yingying immediately slapped the table again: "Kitten, you really don't want to live anymore, do you?"
Maoyan was obviously a little embarrassed: "I'm just trying it out. I'm just curious. There are several psychics in the association who are well hidden. It's rare to find such an interesting guy..."
"Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo?" He Yueyin completely ignored the fuss of these unreliable people. She noticed that Ronan had not spoken for a long time.
Zhang Yingying turned around after hearing the sound and saw that Ronan's eyes were half-opened, with a dull expression on his face. It didn't look like he was angry, but he seemed to have lost consciousness?
"Cat's Eye!"
She no longer calls her "kitten" in person, but calls her by her full name, which proves that Zhang Yingying is really angry:
"Ronan is just a rookie, do you understand? And he is a talent stream, not a system stream, and he doesn't know any taboos! Especially for a psychic, it's too late to protect him, so why do you deliberately poke him? Do you still have any expertise?
You are the most intelligent person!"
Whether it was Maoyan or the friends around him, they all knew that he was in big trouble, so they all shrank their heads and said nothing.
He Yueyin held her ears for a moment, frowned and said to Zhang Yingying: "I have been unable to contact Mr. You, but he may be in a psychic state. I don't know the contact information of Gao and Bai. Contact them and ask.
How to deal with this situation!"
"Oh, okay..." Zhang Yingying knew that the situation was urgent and immediately obeyed.
"Ahem, I'm not a talent type, I'm a system type!" A sudden voice sounded, and Ronan raised his half-draped eyelids to once again correct Zhang Yingying's misunderstanding.
"..."
Zhang Yingying was startled and overjoyed. She wanted to pat Ronan on the shoulder. After thinking about it, she still didn't dare to let go. She just patted the table again: "As long as you are fine, you will be out of the system from now on! Who will not open his eyes in the future?
Yes, if I dare to say that you are talented, I will chop him up!"
As he spoke, his eyes swept across the faces of the unreliable guys across from him.
Maoyan immediately raised his hands and surrendered: "Yes, it's the system flow."
Maoyan, the instigator, knelt down, and the others hummed and hahaed, and could only acquiesce to this ridiculous classification standard.
He Yueyin's cold fingers pressed the side of Ronan's neck to feel the blood flowing through the aorta. She placed her other hand lightly on his forehead and whispered:
"Are there any symptoms of congestion or ischemia in the brain? Dizziness, dark eyes..."
Ronan shook his head in embarrassment: "I'm fine."
Ronan was really fine. His consciousness was very clear from the beginning. The reason why he didn't respond to the outside world at all was because his attention was entirely focused on the external neurons.
Although the two streams of information "digged" before and after can be described as "huge", comparing them, Maoyan's archived content of super-distance perception is really nothing.
The external neurons are still analyzing the information about the "human-faced spider", but for the cat's eye, it has been completely interpreted in just ten seconds.
Ronan's thoughts moved slightly, and the paper-like soft screen interface also appeared on his retina. He noticed that the number of interface icons changed again.