After all, Yan Hong has learned from his mistakes, and Ronan has also considered the issue of plagiarism.
But after all, the Wilderness Explorers Association is not an academic community. It does not seem to be a place for academic competition, but rather places more emphasis on practical results.
What's more, given the current special situation, the status of the 'psychic' is transcendent. As long as he stands there and always plays a role, no one can take away the achievements that belong to grandpa.
After much thought, Ronan decided to trust Octopus and simply replied:
"Can."
Octopus laughed loudly over there: "Great, I will prepare a power of attorney right now, the association's unified standard, and two notaries, choose one for each. Which one are you going to choose? Your secretary?"
Hearing Octopus talk about this on his own initiative, Ronan finally felt at ease. Thinking that He Yueyin's temperament and status were indeed the most suitable for notarization, he agreed.
At this time, the family had already gotten into the car and drove out of the nursing home. Ronan was still sitting in the front seat, turning his head to look at the building that was gradually turning blood red under the sunset, speechless for a moment.
After a while, he sent another message to the octopus: "My grandfather is here, so I ask you to take care of him."
Octopus naturally patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry! I never knew there was such a great god around me before, but now I know that from now on, he is my grandfather! I will make sure to take care of myself day and night and take good care of him."
"...My grandpa's current situation, well, don't pay too much attention to it." Ronan was really worried that the octopus would have a feverish brain and would seize his grandpa as a treasure and ask questions.
"I understand, I understand, the old man is not easy to disturb in this state, so why don't you quickly let me see his notes?"
Octopus is now in a state of high excitement, thinking very fast: "By the way, I just heard from you that the old man has lost quite a few of his notes. This is easy to handle. Let's work together to issue a task later. As long as the reward is set high,
For example, one notebook has one honor point. Do you believe that even President Ouyang can mobilize it? Don't be afraid that the points are not enough, I can share it. As long as it is related to medicine, give me a complete copy and I will pay in full, okay?
"
Ronan also smiled during the enthusiastic description of the octopus, but soon he changed the topic elsewhere:
"By the way, Brother Squidward, let me ask you one more thing. For people with abilities, as long as their 'self-logic' is complete and can be verified, it doesn't matter how crazy they are, right?"
"Of course! Look at what those secret sects do as 'gods', 'holy sons', and 'first sacrifices'. The ability to manifest supernatural powers is so foul that you can't even stop it."
Squidward concluded at once, but then he felt something was wrong, and hurriedly added: "Well, what is more important than the completeness of logic is verification, verification! If you can't interfere in the real world, that's mental illness; if you think you can, you are mentally ill.
In the real world, that is severe mental illness... Damn it, it seems that what I told you this afternoon is the content of the intermediate training class, it is beyond the scope, so don't think nonsense!"
As expected of Octopus, he works in a mental health center and is very sensitive to related issues. He is really worried about Ronan letting his imagination run wild and having no scruples. At Ronan's age and in the profession of a psychic, the problems that may arise are too great.
It's serious.
Seeing that Octopus wanted to continue to persuade, Ronan smiled: "Don't worry, Brother Octopus, I know that my most important task now is to exercise my body and achieve a balance between spirit and body, and then through the dual channels of spirit and body,
Slowly feel the world and gradually form an answer... rather than busy explaining the world, right?"
"Okay!"
Octopus didn't know that most of Ronan's words came from He Yueyin's guidance. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and praised: "Very good. If you have understanding, you should do this step by step.
.Your body is indeed in need of polish now. But it doesn’t matter, you are still in the development stage!
"When this incident with the human-faced spider is over, I will find you a set of exercises in the direction of 'mental strengthening'. It will not take a few years before your body stops developing. By then, with the help of the old man, you will be able to achieve balance."
With the foundation laid for you, it should be a matter of course for you to become an awakened person.
"By the way, I will send you the notes I took in the junior research class later. You can refer to them first. There are many very basic things in them, but just these, even if you become an 'extraordinary species', you will still be
it works."
Ronan took a deep breath: "Brother Squidward, thank you very much."
After chatting with Octopus about some basic topics, Ronan cut off the communication. At this time, looking at the sky outside, it was already falling irreversibly into deeper darkness. On both sides of the high-speed magnetic track, the street lights were like two heads and tails.
The light dragons, stretching and dancing in the darkness, seem to come together at the corner, and then separate again in an instant, incomparably coordinated and synchronized, but never able to fit together.
Ronan leaned back on the chair and stared blankly at the reflected figures of the two light dragons.
"One is grandpa, the other is me..."
"What?"
Ms. Luo Shuqing in the back seat was very sensitive to Ronan's soliloquy. In fact, Ronan had not spoken since getting in the car and remained silent for a long time, which made her more vigilant.
Ronan turned around and saw that his aunt was obviously very nervous, but she was trying to look calm.
After thinking for a while, he whispered: "Aunt, please give me an accurate answer. Grandpa... how long will it take?"
Luo Shuqing's face was instantly filled with astonishment, and then she used a more obvious frown to hide it, and her voice was deliberately suppressed and low:
"What are you thinking about!"
Ronan took a deep breath: "Two years?"
"I told you not to think too much!"
"One year?"
"Ronan!"
Luo Shuqing's suddenly raised voice made Mo Peng next to her stiffen up. Her uncle never looked back, as if he hadn't heard anything, and was acting as a formal driver.
Ronan took a long breath, calming down the surging emotions in his heart, and trying his best to keep his voice steady: "Grandpa has feelings for my paintings..."
"What are you talking about?" Luo Shuqing felt that Ronan's thinking was strange.
Ronan lowered his head and opened his notebook, turned to the page about the prison building, and showed it to his aunt: "Grandpa had feelings about this painting this morning, right, Brother Peng?"
Mo Peng felt uncomfortable when he heard Ronan take the initiative to call him "brother". This was really a threat, but he still nodded. Of course, if he said "It's this painting that makes the old man crazy", he would definitely feel bored.
in the belly.
Luo Shuqing took the notebook and frowned even more when she saw the messy lines with other meanings on it. She closed the notebook and didn't want to read more, so as not to interfere with her thoughts: "Just tell me, what do you mean?"
"I want to paint a painting that will make my grandpa really happy when he sees it - to make him happy! This is not easy. I need time, but I don't know how much time I have!"
Ronan turned his seat and sat face to face with Luo Shuqing, looking at each other: "I need to make a plan and timetable, so I hope you can give me accurate information for reference...As the eldest son and grandson of Luo Yuandao, is that okay?