Chapter 1213: Break away (middle)

Louis actually had a lot of friendship with little Herman. He has had a cooperative relationship with his grandfather, Herman, for many years.
One of them is in Los Angeles, one is in Mengcheng, one is manipulating capital, and the other is full of blood. Through countless tacit cooperation, in the artificial turbulence, they jointly harvest the wealth and power on this continent.
Only a few decades later, as an ordinary person, the old Herman has become more and more unable to withstand the erosion of the years, and his physical condition is very bad.
As his heir, Little Herman began to step onto the front desk.
Compared to his grandfather, Herman’s attitude towards Louis was a little more casual, at least on the surface, and he naturally assumed an equal posture-or it may be that he is in a bad mood until now and can’t take care of too much. For the sake of many details.
The young new helm also didn't focus on the meeting, but took advantage of the rare opportunity of being in the same room with the extraordinary, enjoying the rare opportunity of force field interference, and frantically complained:
"The boots finally landed, and it turned out that the upstairs was deliberately knocking on the heels, bang dong dong dong... deliberately torturing people.
"It seems that the brake lights are on and the speed is not reduced at all, but this is enough to make some people feel that they can take a fluke... Oh, I hope other people can take a fluke and try the water in front of the car, anyway. It was not him who killed him!"
The huge projection space in the room is showing what Ronan called the "experimental field", the newly emerging submarine monster, the increasingly blurred tail area.
Little Herman is also watching Ronan's live broadcast. In fact, this meeting was originally held because of the live broadcast.
In Louis's view, many capitalists have become shocked when it comes to Ronan. They regard Ronan as the biggest variable in the investment market. However, when Ronan is "appearing", he will inevitably continue to pay attention and meet to discuss, but he can't reach a consensus and is exhausted.
Little Herman is complaining about this phenomenon.
The so-called "boots landing" undoubtedly refers to Ronan's previous demonstrations of "ignition" and "exoskeleton" technologies in the experimental field. It is "coincidentally" that there is no place for the movement. .
Even if the two kinds of displays have problems of this kind, none of them is absolutely perfect, nor does it mean to be quickly marketed and popularized. But it is such a delicate state that gives many people a reason to convince themselves.
Wait, you can wait.
Whether it's the one side of the child, the jump on both sides, or even the most vulgar physical destruction...
These investors are thinking about it, but they haven't really put it into practice, at least at the level of expressing their opinions at the meeting.
As for the secret contact, I really don't know.
But as far as Louis saw, even the little Herman himself was actually among the ambiguous attitudes. The reason why he complained is not so much a complaint to his colleagues, but rather his dissatisfaction with the current format of meetings:
Obviously in the information age, global communication is not obstructed, but the entire conference has returned to the original form of text communication in the Internet era-yes, all forms of communication rely on input text, and do not borrow peripherals to watch the exchange It all depends on the projection on the retina.
There is no doubt that this is a sequelae caused by Ronan's display of his global naming ability on the Jade Light.
When the normal things in the past suddenly become distorted and absurd, it often proves that the times have changed.
Looking at it this way, Ronan is really a guy who can change the times on his own. I just don't know, after excluding the influence of this person, the times will be corrected to the original track.
Louis used the perspective of a bystander to observe Little Herman and others, to see how he struggled against the current of the times.
Conversely, Little Herman always wanted to bring the real big man around him into the discussion circle. He continued to make friend-like complaints to Louis:
"Legend has it that the military has held a meeting to formally establish Group C and conduct docking research with Ronan. After today's event, they even have a test site-will this ghost ship really have an A-class? Nan is just a supernatural kind, can he create something of a superhuman rank?"
"That's it..."
For the expression of Little Herman, Louis made no secret of pursing the corners of his mouth to express his emotions.
"Ah, I used the wrong words." Little Herman quickly apologized
"No, you are not qualified to evaluate the transcendent. So all the ideas based on this foundation are meaningless."
Little Herman did not get a clear answer and was reprimanded. No one knew if he was scolding his mother in his heart. But he used babbling words to clear up the embarrassment very familiarly:
"I mean, compared to the military, our side is too inefficient. A series of discussions did not reach any meaningful results. I was exhausted! Maybe I should go on a vacation. On the moon, the kid Yan Yongbo has been Inviting me to inspect...but I think Mars should be safer, oh, I mean more comfortable."
"Joseph is almost at the moon base, right."
"Uh, I heard so."
At this moment, little Hermann flashed many rumors about the grievances between Louis the butcher and Lieutenant General Joseph.
Although in recent years, Lieutenant General Joseph has been doing work related to deep space exploration and pioneering in space bases, but the foundation of that person is still in the New World. What a strong person likes to see.
Little Herman made up a power drama in an instant, so that the look in Louis's eyes changed a little. Then in exchange for the latter's icy glance.
"I don't know how long it will take to cultivate to the level of old Herman."
Louis never concealed his close relationship with capital.
On the vast New World, the strong are like clouds, and the situation is complicated. The steel rust, like a dog of the bereavement, went from being completely unfounded to becoming the co-owner of the nomads in the wilderness, that is, within a few years.
Not to mention the unfathomable powerhouse Rabbi the Clown.
Not only does Louis have to compete with these people, in the Association of the Ability, he also has to compete with the vice presidents such as Mullen who may be involved in the throne of the next president. The strength can not be superhuman, and the resources are lagging behind, how can he get it? Top pick?
Louis is a very calm person. He has a clear understanding of his strength, and he knows his potential, his future, and which direction he should take.
Therefore, he can temporarily ignore the somewhat immature behavior of the younger Herman, and does not mind playing an important role in some dangerous actions. Of course, he must have a sufficiently generous advance payment.
Live broadcasts and meetings are only part of his business. At this time, he is still in contact with an acquaintance on the other side of the Pacific.
It’s been a long time since the message was sent, but finally, the opposite party finally replied:
"Give a reason to disturb my live broadcast experience!"
This is an ambiguous sentence, but Louis understands it without hindrance: "C2834, you'd better not be too addicted, after all, the nature is special."
"Leave me alone!"
"...So, even if someone increases the price, you won't be interested?"
"Who? Water tank? He and Nick are really the kings of bad money now! Really think that if they live together, they won't die?"
"so?"
"Unless all power is in me and the benefits are in me, get out."
"It's a good appetite. But I can pass on another word."
"Tsk, some people...Wow, Ruiwen's perspective is here again, this time it feels different, shut up, shut up!"
Louis raised his eyebrows and interrupted the text communication.
At this time, as that person said, in the huge projection area, the lens was once again moved back to the ugly beach, but the "hand mirror" was no longer the same.
At this time, the gap in perception was reflected. Little Herman only saw the figure focused by the lens, that is, the Dragon Qi who was particularly active in the live broadcast. He curled his lips, with some anger:
"This person, the more I look at it, the more disgusting it becomes."
Long Qi didn't know that, he had already gained a wave of deadly disgust. His current mood is actually a bit eager to try.
That's right, after seeing the "ghost ship" monster refresh, he continued to have dangerous thoughts in his mind:
Can't defeat the guardian boss, and can't defeat the miscellaneous soldier?
To test it, there should be no problems.
The danger of miscellaneous soldiers is much lower...
His mind was buoyed, and most of the genuine "exoskeleton" on his body brought it-his exoskeleton is more like a draped body armor. It does not seem to leave enough space for movement, but in fact, every touch point has It is active and does not affect movement at all.
In addition to the close-fitting dynamic ridge, the front and back ribs and shoulder armor are relatively complete, and there is room for growth in other areas.
This "growth" is not nonsense.
In Long Qi's feeling, this set of exoskeleton was constantly adjusting according to his body activity. There are constraints and rules, but the more you do this, the more wonderful it feels. It seems to be guiding his force. It feels that you don't need to use the fire of the format to drive the power beyond the limit of the body.
If we fight again...
Dangerous thoughts rushed like flames.
Someone in the live broadcast room is already urging:
"Should the anchor not be asked by the audience to come?
"Come and come, Long Qige will learn from me: Come on!"
"It's a reward for playing well!"
Long Qi couldn't help complaining to the audience who feared that the world would not be chaotic: "Riwen is the anchor. There is a kind of you tell her to go...Riwen?"
Long Qi saw Ruiwen who suddenly appeared on the beach. For some reason, Ronan did not show up.
But now he can't take care of so much, and if he is stunned by others, Long Qi is not sure if he can stand it, so he must give up!
"Ms. Ruiwen, can you take this thing off? You can't always hang on during non-combat hours. What is the release order?"
Ruiwen stared at him without speaking.
Being stared in this way, Long Qi felt a little vain.
It's not because of a guilty conscience.
At this time, watching the live broadcast again, it was replaced with his close-up, but the camera had been changed to Ruiwen's perspective.
Dragon Qi's instinct was a bit wrong.
At this moment, Ruiwen rarely speaks:
"Wait, it's not stable yet."
"Is it hopeless if it is stable?"
Long Qi entered a state of nonsense, Ruiwen ignored him, and went straight to the person in the worst state on the beach.
Well, Mr. Song is right.