Chapter 1043: Daydream (3)

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The dead witch manipulated "Tool Man No. 1", and what he said was obviously provocation.
However, Zhengzhu'er didn't take care of her. Still like a non-existent spirit behind, with Tu Ge, read through the contents of the notebook.
What Turger sees, what he sees, is best to lose his temper.
Not to mention the dead witch, the blood demon and Wan Liuhua, did not expect that Luo Nan, who has always been eccentric and particularly sensitive to family matters, had clearly come to do a big job before, so so calm.
This is not just the case.
At present, the elevator room where everyone lives is about 30 square meters, which is already more spacious on the cruise ship. But if you count the five extraordinary species ... or the convergence of extraordinary consciousness, the space suddenly becomes narrow.
Everyone is a highly sensitive person. They are so close to each other inside and outside of the form that they are so close together. Qi machines are entangled with each other, and the spiritual level interacts. They all need to be carefully controlled.
In this case, any fluctuations in material and spiritual levels, especially obvious hostility and evil thoughts, may cause tension or even runaway situations.
It is not just the people on the scene, the extraordinary species in other areas on the cruise ship, and even the inferior spiritual masters, who have suddenly sensed the strong tension that has suddenly gathered and balanced each other here.
For a time, on the Emerald Light, the spiritual space mapped by thousands of creatures became a little "quiet" ... so that the "Singing Sounds" echoed between them became louder and louder.
It has to be said that in the current situation, the two key figures in the elevator hall have done very well.
One is Tu Ge, holding the most terrible notebook, can be said to stand in the eyes of the storm. But from beginning to end, whether he communicated with the dead witch in the elevator car, or after seeing Ronan after the elevator door opened, he did not reveal any hostile consciousness.
The whole body is full of energy and restrained Zhou Zheng, without any sharp edge, in the surroundings of extraordinary species, it is not easy to do this.
Although there may be a personality factor, this convergent effort is really admirable.
Another very well done is Ronan.
No one knows why he can be so breathless, although at this time in the spiritual ocean, above the abyss zone, the ripples formed by the sixteen-character short sentences are still echoing, like the arrangement of scriptures, like the fine smoke Diffuse, declaring his will at all times.
But it is just a declaration.
With the passage of time ... It is about the black lion's "send the gift out of the notebook" as the dividing point. The earliest lightning impact has gradually faded. At this time, at the spiritual level, Luo Nan's power role is just like his own. Psycho sensing mode, natural flow, if there is nothing.
Even if there were occasional fluctuations, it did not bring direct oppression or threats to people, at least to these sensitive transcendental species on board.
At most I think he is noisy ...
But do you always allow a bit of willfulness?
This is the right that the strong must have.
This peculiar sense of existence gradually settled down from the beginning, until people were used to it, and a kind of running-in result was achieved.
Moreover, Ronan has upheld this "result" so far. Regardless of whether you saw Turk or face a dead witch, you have maintained a kind of stability.
Especially the provocation of the latter is completely indifferent.
No one knew what he was thinking, at least it was not noticeable.
So that the old woman, the dead witch, was unsustainable and could not find a chance to attack.
This is more powerful.
The blood demon subconsciously scraped his chin again.
A few hours ago, he also commented on Luo Nan, saying that the young man was dumb and did not have a substantive claim, so that people were pushed all the way to their door ...
Now, is this a wave of backstepping?
At this time, almost everyone has their own calculations in the elevator room, but they are restrained and restrained. The atmosphere is not tense, but it is also relatively stiff.
As one of the fast lanes connecting areas C and D, this elevator hall is still very densely crowded. Such a weird atmosphere is already commendable to many extraordinary species.
But Bai Xinyan and Takar are more strenuous.
Wait a second ...
At least two waves have passed by the guests here, scaring them back.
Finally, Tu Ge finally turned the last page of the notebook. Like he was in the elevator, it may be a continuation, and he sighed slightly, and his finger still dialed back a few pages, as if he wanted to read it again.
Ronan did not stop, but in the end, Tu Ge still closed the notebook, turned sideways, slightly distanced from Ronan, and returned the notes with both hands:
"Thank you."
Luo Nan didn't take the notebook for the first time, but asked more: "Don't you read it?"
"I can't understand it, and I can't tell it. Let's stop reading it."
Luo Nan nodded, also stretched his hands, took the notebook back, and reached a handover that made most people secretly sigh.
A second later, Ronan opened the leather cover of the notebook. On the title page, there were indeed the sixteen-character short sentences, as well as the tetrahedron and its inscribed circumscribed ball structure.
Compared with the two books that Luo Nan placed in Xiacheng and burned by the horned devil, the writing on this page is more neat and there is no trace of the second painting.
He didn't turn back, closed the notebook again, and looked up at Tu Ge: "Can you ask, what is your opinion?"
Luo Nan's tone and words are very polite.
Tu Ge couldn't find a reason for refusal. After thinking for a while, the answer was simple:
"Mr. Luo Yuandao, it was very hard."
Only this sentence, Luo Nan listened, and said nothing, but only slightly to Tu Ge, Tu Ge also saluted in this way, and said:
"Then I will say goodbye first."
From beginning to end, the two people communicated in a strangely polite and extremely polite atmosphere, as if there was a special tacit understanding between each other, but let others see the clouds.
The guest sets on both sides have passed, Tu Tu said to be going, but his eyes turned to "Tool Man No. 1" and said:
"Don't you go?"
No one knows whether the goal of his conversation is "Tool Man No. 1", or a dead witch.
Well, the dead witch probably can hear a little bit. This wandering and wandering super species is never a fuel-efficient lamp, so it drives the tool man and flips his mouth again:
"Who do you think is hard again? You are fooling your head, so that someone can take it seriously?"
In addition to expressing irony, it also secretly poked people's hearts.
However, not only did Tu Ge's face covered by sunglasses have any fluctuations, but Luo Nan also looked down at the notebook cover in his hand and did not read it. It seemed that he was fascinated again.
As for the other people ... all pretend to be deaf and dumb.
For a character with a head and a face, there is nothing more embarrassing than being ignored.
No matter how solitary and grotesque the dead witch is, he still has a face. He can't be entangled anymore. He simply snorted again and let go of the temporary toolman directly.
Previously, the blood demon and Wanliuhua who had carefully observed the layout of the elevator hall glanced at each other. Obviously, this old lady must have hated everyone present.
In other words, in this world, is there an extraordinary species that she does not hate?
The blood demon didn't take this seriously, and regardless of "Tool Man No. 1" who fell to the ground, he stretched his hand and patted Ronan's shoulder: "I am going to scratch my eyes today ..."
The second half of the conversation came to an abrupt end, and the blood demon embarrassedly saw that he slapped the slap in the past, directly embedded in Ronan's "shoulder", making the water vapor phantom that was not too light-transmitting, half turned unreal, looking May dissipate at any time.
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