Five hundred and fiftieth chapters mica body (thirty-four)
Cang Sha’s future adoption matters have come to an end.
Zhang Yingying showed a bright smile again, as if she had wiped away all her worries, and ran to the edge of the formatting field to cheer for Chousha loudly.
Because of the scene just now, live broadcast viewers from all over the world seemed to have some gossip, but to Zhang Yingying and Ronan, it was nothing.
Well, Ronan doesn't know at all.
His mind was completely focused on Zeolite Beach. In the next period of time, he not only had to realize his experimental design and goals, but also accepted Zhang Yingying's request... Although the tasks increased, he did not feel it was difficult, nor did he
I feel like this is an extra burden.
that's the truth.
In a super-configuration sense, there is no fundamental conflict between the experimental steps he will do next and helping "Stupid Sha"'s soul escape from his body.
The two are inherently closely related.
At most, the little white mouse created by stupid sand has been booked to be the "biological son" and has an additional identity. Next, he needs to be carefully taken care of, so as not to be crushed to death directly by his hands.
Be sure to remember.
Ronan stressed several times in his heart and went to see Cangsha.
Different from Zhang Yingying's purely emotional attention, what appears in Ronan's eyes is never a simple individual or "ant colony", but more like a specific character in a play he directs.
Even before the label "Zhang Yingying's biological son" was affixed, he already had a very specific positioning.
Not just stupid sand, but also everyone on Zeolite Beach except Zhang Yingying.
At this time, the time in Ticheng was about 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and time seemed to be flowing faster and faster.
Fortunately, in Ronan's perception, the order on Zeolite Beach is also continuing to accelerate in accordance with the script he originally designed.
With Shi Xinhe as the center, more than 30 "experimental equipment" were scattered in various locations on the beach, occupying the largest area. The supplemented slicing instruments were like hundreds of clips, holding the nothingness above their heads.
, the split curtains are sandwiched into a whole.
Ronan knew that the wish of Shi Xin and others was to get rid of all slicing instruments and still allow the non-movement-bound formatting field to exist normally.
But unfortunately, it is basically impossible for them to reach this level.
It's not that Ronan has any reservations, it's that they don't understand what kind of environmental state this beach terrain created by Ronan represents.
If you have not personally participated in that dream, have not lived in that environment, fought, or struggled, you are destined to be separated by a layer of cognitive barrier that cannot be broken through. Not to mention the other two blocks that form a competing state with it.
, a complex reserved space that is still hidden and hidden.
So they had trampled on many gullies dug by Ronan himself and piled up sand piles without knowing anything about it; that's why they played the game of chase and escape with stupid sand, and never
I thought about chasing, blocking, repelling and destroying.
Ronan didn't mind this, and he had no intention of promoting that intense, unique and magical experience to more people. There were some links that were destined to be unable to be faked by others. They had to go through his own hands, and they could only go through his own hands.
He made another rough estimate and walked slowly towards the "formatted area" on the beach.
Everyone on the beach, as well as the live broadcast viewers staring at these beaches, were still very sensitive and suddenly became nervous even after three or four hours of long-term indoctrination and torture.
Even Zhang Yingying, who was dedicated to cheering for her own son, subconsciously took a shot.
Ronan took advantage of the situation and tapped her: "Be careful and stay away..."
md, are you going to enlarge your moves?
The route Ronan walked happened to pass near Hood. This operations captain with the strongest strength on the beach and the most advanced implanted machine could not help but feel his heart twitch.
At this time, Hu De, according to Ronan's arrangement, has completely become an excellent "valve", assisting the "spindle" Shi Xinhe, regulating the fluctuating energy of the qi of the more than 30 Burners, so that it can flow freely here.
In a not so vast area, a rigorous and free field is established.
He thought that what he had done was relatively in place. Compared to the timid Shi Xinhe, he had been able to move freely in the formatting field, find some key nodes, and make pre-judgmental adjustments. He could even restart laboratory delivery.
The mission is to continuously send back various monitoring and sensing data to assist in conducting some secret tests remotely.
But when Ronan walked past him, Hood couldn't help but get excited. He straightened his body and maintained the most standard and stiffest posture.
Ronan ignored him, but waved to Zhang Yingying from a distance: "...don't worry about stupid sand, it's useful."
This made Hood wake up, and his earlier realization resurfaced in his mind: everyone on the beach, including things, were designed by the person who just walked past... Now, is it finally time to start?
Uh, wait a minute.
Various thoughts flashed through Hood's mind, and then he realized that Ronan had already come in! This man had already entered the "formatting field", and there were no traces of the fire of formatting on his body. It was like he was on the beach.
Tourists walking on the street have their eyes randomly passing by various locations.
There are few people to see, but more "scenery" to see.
Hood was not surprised at Ronan's ability to move in and out freely. After all, this was built by him. The hundreds of slicing instruments buzzing and floating above his head were a symbol of his strength. But he was currently responsible for surveillance, which was very important.
The first step is to record and take photos of Ronan's status when he is in close contact with the formatting field for future research.
He followed him subconsciously, but as soon as he took a step forward, he felt reckless again...
Sure enough, Ronan in front stopped and turned to look over.
Hood was extremely embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, Ronan nodded: "Come here, I have something to arrange."
"...Ah, okay." Hood didn't have the courage to refuse at all, so he took two steps and followed Ronan.
Ronan did not give direct instructions, but turned around and walked forward again, taking his time and looking at the direction. It seemed that he was going to the edge of the beach. There was a sports car parked there, which seemed to belong to Meng Chong of the Blood Flame Order.
.
That guy was gone for a few hours and didn't know what he was doing. Aren't the two sides still going to "meet each other" when he comes back?
What is Ronan going to do? Shake people off?
Hood was having thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't grasp the key point. At this time, he was hoping that the dedicated communication channel would give a clear instruction. But the other party seemed to be worried that Ronan would find out, so it entered a state of silence.
Ronan didn't stop until he reached the front of the sports car.
Ronan stopped, and Hood stopped. He was also sharp-eyed, and noticed that there was obviously a large circle drawn on the sand below the sports car. It was very regular, and the entire car was enclosed in it, without any area protruding.
"Bee... Laoying."
The previous words were a bit vague. Ronan stood outside the circle and pointed at the car: "The beach may be a little messy in a while, but it may not be that messy, but no matter what, you must not let any shock waves penetrate.
This circle hurts this car."
You are still going to be a monster!
You go tell the "spindle" about this.
Hood's first two thoughts were this, which was also caused by his fundamental rebelliousness. The problem was that he only nodded obediently, but in the end he felt it was not enough and repeated:
"This is an old camp. We will never let any shock waves penetrate the circle and damage the sports car."
Ronan nodded, turned around, and looked towards the sea.
Hood also followed his example and turned around. From this position, he could have an unobstructed view of the entire beach.
Hood once again confirmed that the overall layout of the beach must have been specially planned. The Dark Blue Walker experimental machine, which was unknown how many generations behind it, was parked at the end of the beach. Its position happened to be in the direction where the front of the sports car was pointing. The combination of the two
A central axis divides the beach into two halves.
In addition, there are some undulating sand piles and ravines, which should not be manipulated casually. They are scattered and layered, forming a more detailed layout structure.
As for the mystery, he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he could only record as much as possible and pass it on to the rear for analysis and interpretation.
But the problem now is that the originally relatively neat layout has become extremely messy because of the dozens of Burners.
Next, do you want me to pile sand?
Hood didn't have any dissatisfaction in his heart. It would be great if he could take the opportunity to master some key structures and technologies.
After waiting for a while, Ronan did not give any similar instructions. Instead, he remembered something and added:
"It won't work even if the stupid sand crosses the line."
"Well?"
Hood was at a loss. Following Ronan's gaze, he would also look at the "Stupid Sand" which was still nearly a hundred meters away. At that person's speed and without changing the anchor direction, it would take an hour to forcefully march here.
.
Is this a mockery?
"Oh, it won't be able to crawl over for a while, but we have to set a boundary in front."
Just as Ronan finished speaking, in the offshore area of the beach, about thirty meters away from the seaside Deep Blue Walker's exoskeleton, there was an invisible force suddenly acting on it. Part of the sand surface slowly sank, revealing a line about ten meters long and half a meter deep.
The ravine, which is about the width of a palm, is perpendicular to the "central axis" formed by the sports car and the exoskeleton.
It happens to be a relatively densely populated area, and there are several burners nearby who are adjusting their positions to adapt to the formatting area.
In such a sudden incident, one of them was too nervous, his Qi was misplaced, and suffered a backlash from the field. He was struck by an arc of light, causing everyone else around him to suffer as well, and a ball of dazzling light burst out.
After all, Hood also has the function of a "valve". Although there are no direct subordinates to him, it still makes him look shameless, and he subconsciously said:
"Professor Luo, don't blame me. These cowardly people just lack training. I..."
"I don't expect you to have a particularly high level, and time doesn't allow it."
Hood vaguely remembered that Ronan planned to board the ship and leave Ti City at three or four o'clock in the afternoon. So...