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Five hundred and fiftieth chapters mica body (nineteen)

"Okay..." Ronan confirmed again that he really lacked leadership and mobilization skills, so he simply stopped causing trouble and let them adjust and solve the problem on their own.

Of course, the necessary experimental goals and training subjects still need to be clear: "After you hold this maracas, go over there... That will be your final station."

The direction Ronan pointed was the lonely Dark Blue Walker exoskeleton armor on the seaside.

"You should all have experience in controlling the Deep Blue Walker, so the next step is to get that guy moving. Shi Xinhe, you are the main controller, but if you are all in a formatted field, you will be better than a single person controlling it..."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Someone trembled, and the slicer exploded again.

Ronan was used to it, so he just set off firecrackers. After thinking and calculating for a few seconds, he simply added another batch to the group, increasing the number of slicers to 30.

"Feel the regular operation of the slicing machine, and you can also try to do some slicing. In fact, you are just not used to it and you are too nervous."

It's interesting to say that as the number of slicers increases, a group of people probably feel that the error tolerance rate has increased and their mental state has improved significantly. I don't know who started it, but they actually tried to get closer to the "Dark Blue Walker" on the beach.

Ronan stopped interrupting, but when he looked back at the reserve of slicers in his hand, it was obvious that there wasn't much left.

"The second batch should be out, please send some more." This time Ronan pointed to Meng Chong.

The latter was still on the communication line, having a lively discussion with the sect's senior leaders and researchers. He was shocked when he heard the words. Then he looked at the burning people on the beach and the slicers surrounding them. Only then did he understand and stood solemnly in response.

Meng Chong's communication with the sect has not been interrupted, and he just wants to tell the story again. However, feeling the formatted field set up on the beach, and thinking of the dead Elder Morun, it is inevitable that he will feel strange.

.

Moreover, Meng Chong has not forgotten that Ronan's experiments on Zeolite Beach were actually divided into different areas, and the group of Burners was just one of them. In contrast, it was his place...

From Meng Chong's perspective, Ronan was also reminding:

Shi Xin adapted quickly to this group of military elites. When the time comes to fight against each other, if he doesn't make progress here, it will be the Blood Flame Order that will be embarrassed!

Meng Chong took a deep breath and felt that simple communication and discussion were no longer efficient enough. These Burners were tossing back and forth, but with Ronan pointing the finger, this was a foul!

"I'll go right away...I'll be right back!"

Meng Chong not only wanted to replenish the slicing instrument this time, but also called for people.

Compared with the military, the Blood Flame Cult may not be strong enough, but in the one-third of an acre of land in Ti City, can't a team of thirty or fifty people still be able to pull it up?

He remembered that Ronan's words had the meaning of "the more, the merrier"!

Meng rushed to Ronan, bowed, and left in a hurry. His speed car had become Ronan's "experimental tool." Fortunately, this place was already part of the Albert Manor, so it was easy to run back.

Ronan could feel the sudden urgency and competitiveness on Meng Chong's side, and he was happy to see the results.

He checked the time again, and it was almost half past nine. Time was passing by minute by minute. If he was going to go to sea for a depth experiment in the afternoon, time would be tight now.

There are some things that cannot be rushed.

Ronan then thought that he would find a way to do something.

At this time, Zhang Yingying, who was in charge of the camera, silently came up to him and gave him a close-up: "Hey, are the chestnuts ready?"

"Well?"

"What you said just now, let me give you an example. If you swallowed half of it, wouldn't you feel full after such a long time?"

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Zhang Yingying wanted to give Ronan the camera, so she naturally had to follow the past, and it was impossible to take care of the "team building activities" of the Burners on the other side.

As for Shi Xinhe, he has too much time to take care of himself, so how can he have any spare time to take pictures? The camera position is completely random now. There are only some skewed close-up shots or quick flashes of pictures, completely substituting Shi Xinhe's stiff first scene.

perspective, allowing audiences around the world to feel his nervousness.

Apart from this, there is nothing else.

At this time, everyone can only count on Zhang Yingying, but now...

She must have done it on purpose!

At this moment, Zhang Yingying has endured curses from many regions around the world, but correspondingly, there is praise of equal weight.

Xia Cheng's paper-cutting was already slapping his thighs excitedly: "It should have been like this a long time ago. Those Burners are there to be used as equipment, not in class!"

There were a lot of compliments in the group. Zhang Yingying smiled and rolled her eyes, showing off the posture of a popular podcaster and host: "Come on, Professor Luo, take advantage of the time now to fulfill your promise... Do you have time?"

After all, I felt a little guilty afterwards.

"Well, no problem." Ronan thought for a second and then started to get to the point, "Where did I just talk?"

"Give me an example, take the example of the random division of the life layer, um, or the 'super configuration' theory?"

Ronan nodded and continued his previous thoughts: "Yes, the theory of segmentation and superconfiguration. What I mean is that to accept such a theory, the most important thing is to segment and reconstruct the basic components."

Zhang Yingying automatically assumes the role of admiration and inserts an advertisement: "Do you want to use a slicing instrument?"

"It's good to make good use of tools, but just a cutter is not enough. We must maintain a certain degree of objectivity. After all, cutting yourself will inevitably produce a considerable degree of deviation, especially when it comes to the spiritual level."

"What should we do?"

"We can consider a relatively objective operating environment and a more 'applied' research approach."

Ronan was not impatient and spoke eloquently: "We know, I mean I guess, even if the theory and civilization of future practice develop to a very high level, as far as individual practice is concerned, there will be no difference between the basic level and the middle level.

For most people, the accuracy of their observation and sensing should still be in the micron range. It is impossible to touch the nanometer and below levels in personal practice experience, let alone driving and mobilization. This is logical.

"But we all know that as the material basis of life inheritance, the diameter of a gene is usually only 2 nanometers; it will only be more difficult to cut the lower-level life matrix. In this way, 'cut to the bottom layer and reconstruct'

, is just a correct nonsense, but it becomes a false proposition at the level of practical practice."

Zhang Yingying said "hmm" twice: "Yes, that's true, but it seems like you are talking nonsense now... Do you have any hard stuff?"

Ronan laughed: "The most basic method is to invest a lot of manpower and funds to conduct basic research. Use cutting-edge instruments and senior researchers to conduct real-time monitoring and research on life practice, without fear of failure, mistakes, or even fear of failure."

Knock it down and start over again..."

Ronan was still smiling at the beginning, but gradually he became more solemn as he spoke. Especially the direction of logical reasoning was corroborated with the memory of the "relay station", and the related scenes and fragments were becoming more and more vivid.

It was vaguely Liang Lu standing in front of him, with a serious look on his face:

"The law is like a pass, and there are piles of corpses! It requires the correct direction of evolution, a complete genetic research system, strong social mobilization, and extremely tragic sacrifices, including life and morality... No one is willing to make such a big sacrifice

, but this is necessary if we want to overcome the natural dangers of racial evolution."

Ronan couldn't help but think of another person:

The master of the building.

Some things don't actually need to be explained by the person involved. As Ronan's status improves, the amount of information he receives increases, and some traces can be captured.

Those who steal heavenly fire...

His mind gradually became trance-like, to the point where he forgot whether he had actually reversed what Liang Lu had told him.

"Where did I say that?"

Zhang Yingying rolled her eyes: "Speaking of not being afraid of overthrowing and starting over."

Ronan let out a long sigh, and finally decided to swallow Liang Lu's "original words" for the time being, and only make an approximate and relatively gentle restoration:

"Yes, don't be afraid of overthrowing and starting over... Find a universal practice method that suits the vast majority of people, form an education and research system from general knowledge to professional to higher levels, constantly expand the base, increase samples, provide reference, and continue to

Complete……"

"stop!"

Unfortunately, Zhang Yingying didn't have a microphone or other handy gadget at hand, so she could just poke Ronan in the mouth: "Can you tell me something practical? According to this statement, are you going to make everyone wait for hundreds or thousands of years?"

"What I said is very practical. This work has actually begun."

Ronan spread his hands: "Relevant exploration and research have been carried out in the inner world, but it is relatively scattered, or there is no clear guidepost. Relatively speaking, the progress on the Deep Blue side is pretty good, and the direction is very clear.

, the reference is very clear, but the copying is a bit stingy.”

"Why do I think there is something in your words?"

"Anyway..."

"You only got a few chestnuts, why do you think so?"

Ronan had no choice but to change his words: "What I mean is that at present, if we want to get it right in one step, rectify the lowest level of practice and form a hierarchical system with no errors or omissions, it is impossible. We must do it step by step.

.

"We must start from the level that we can basically control at present, first cut it down as much as possible, and then use the interactive interference of high and low levels to push back with structural ideas, consolidate the foundation of the level, and use the direction and results of the jump as verification to try

Correct the mistakes or neglected areas before and move forward step by step."

Zhang Yingying muttered: "Where did you learn these flawless bullshit rhetoric?"

Having said that, Zhang Yingying could roughly understand that Ronan's statement was actually a highly generalized strategic direction. Because of its generalization and lack of quantitative and qualitative indicators, it sounded general.

His Majesty Emperor Wu would sometimes say such things.

Of course, that person is an extraordinary being, a senior expert in the other world, so even the generalization doesn’t sound empty – it can be figured out anyway!

As for Ronan, well, it seems to be about the same now?


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