Chapter 1089: Mutual observation (middle)

Is this magneto-optical mica?
Ronan had no definite answer for a while.
Even though his mental observations can be called the apex of the earth, it is still very difficult to capture more details and even decisive evidence in this wonderful magnetic structure.
This is determined by the breadth, accuracy and level of perception.
Fortunately, compared to others, Ronan still has a fundamental advantage-the current wonderful existence, after all, was produced step by step according to the basic design of the fantasy school, combined with "examples". And on the production line he stipulated, it does not rely on external machines, but on legal regulations.
The voice of "Walala" sounded on a spiritual level.
The black chain is trembling, just like it used to control the magic talisman, following the special laws and regulations, penetrating into the delicate and complicated magnetic structure, and attaching and controlling step by step.
That gradually agile existence, let's call it "magneto-optical mica", instinctively rejects this situation, but in the initial ignorance, I don't know how to resist, and finally let the black chain penetrate the solid. Lock, and Ronan formed a strong bond.
For "magneto-optical mica", it shouldn't understand the meaning of this "fetter". It just follows its natural reaction, follows the "fetter", and projects its unique probing tentacles backwards, pointing to Luo South here.
At this moment, that special observation penetrated through the massive and fragmented clouds of the world, penetrated the projection path of the water vapor phantom, and even penetrated the original Xingshen frame of Ronan on the Hancheng Yacht. Nan himself is not very clear about a deeper level.
According to Ronan’s current superficial understanding, it should belong to the
fantasy layer
referred to by the super-configuration theory. Structural approach".
Well, Ronan also used "books" to find answers.
In any case, magneto-optical mica is on such a level that it distorts, dissociates and reconstructs everything, even breaks the barriers of time and space, and builds a new connection beyond imagination.
Since you have that ability, you must have the corresponding induction foundation. At this moment, magneto-optical mica has already demonstrated that transcendental talent and insight. It is this transcendental decisiveness that makes magneto-optical mica born destined to have a way of existence, growth path, and corresponding thinking and behavior patterns that are completely different from the normal life understood by humans.
The mutual observation between Ronan and the magneto-optical mica does not have much impact on the magneto-optical mica, which is almost a blank sheet of paper. It just adds a channel to collect information, which is for its incredible wide-area perception ability. , It is better than nothing, but for Ronan, in order to understand and transparent, he must study and analyze. At the same time, the interference formed by the magneto-optical mica observation also naturally caused back pressure, causing Ronan's own not-so-solid body and spirit structure to shake again... This is a trouble.
This gave Ronan a reminder.
The magneto-optical mica larvae that have just been "ignited" are still a long way from the complete body. This trend has already occurred, and it will grow for a while later-if the gap between the two sides is too far, even as a producer and a controller, The final result may not be so wonderful.
It's not that the magneto-optical mica is malicious to him, but when one party is too big and the level is too high, some damage is simply unconscious, just like a slow-moving elephant crushing a small ant under its feet.
Alexander...
It turned out that he actually "hatched" such a dangerous thing! For this reason, Ronan needs to sort out the structural relationship between the two parties.
Of course, more benefits brought by "incubation" are huge benefits.
Ronan thought of four at the moment, at least four.
The first, of course, is the incredible ability of "magneto-optical mica" itself. Whether it is the "magnetization" of cluster control through the magnetization of the soul, the "stitching" of arbitrary splicing of individuals to form a monster army, or the "boundary" that penetrates the barriers of time and space and introduces exotic species outside the territories, they are all incredible and powerful methods. It is that the current juveniles still have difficulty in realizing the power of "complete body", but the value of research is inestimable.
The second one is actually dependent on good and bad. Controlling the magneto-optical mica and keeping in close contact certainly created new pressure on Ronan, but in turn, he could also use this pressure to further "see through" the defects of the current Xing Shen structure. To say that Ronan has the experience of constructing the "perfect body" and the overall design, he is clear about the basic flaws, but he can see more thoroughly, probe deeper, and find a more reasonable solution. What are some risks?
The third one is also more interesting, but it is already reflected in the spiritual realm of Ronan being shrouded in smog. In the chaos formed by the confrontation between the rules of "Sun Wheel Hell" and "Evil Poisonous Pollution", the black chains and magic talisman faithfully mirror the rules of "Sun Wheel Hell" and guard them. In the "Hall of Fog", which is independent of it, and is dominated by the power of the tome of the master of Cham Ho, the image of the magneto-optical mica becomes clearer and clearer.
Moreover, it actually has a certain collateral effect. The "extraterritorial species" that Ronan saw at the relay station have become clearer, especially the shadow cockroach, so vivid that it may break through the void at any time and jump out. Look like. It's nothing more than concrete individuals. The most important thing is that as the existence of the individual becomes more prominent, Ronan's original understanding of the relatively vague spatial structure of the relay station has a lot of reference dimensions. The results of past thinking are becoming more and more important. Be clear.
There is no doubt that the typical "Ronan-style simple problem complicated" thinking mode of "creating a false plane" is becoming more and more likely to be realized as accumulation grows. If you use the "inner universe" simulator again...
Well, affected by the overload pressure, the thing is still waiting for self-check and repair.
Fortunately, Ronan bought himself time in other ways. If only for the possible threat at a high-level meeting in the near future, a "plane" is no longer a necessary bargaining chip.
But Ronan will not lower his requirements, because it is one of the best tools for the deep blue world and for Levy.
Also, the fourth benefit, Ronan has already begun to experience part of it, the wide-area, high-level perception of magneto-optical mica... a corner.
Frankly speaking, Ronan hasn't figured out what magneto-optical mica's perception is. It seems to be related to electromagnetic force, but it is only a superficial thing. After all, the knowledge reserves are insufficient, the sensing level is too low, and the scope is too narrow. Even if the magneto-optical mica is completely released to him, there are still large unknowns.
This is limited by human existence.
According to the current research on the earth, the forms of existence that humans can currently perceive and observe account for only about 4% of all forms of existence in the universe. With the further development of science and technology and the further in-depth observation of the universe, this ratio may continue to decline, rather than increase.
The mental induction mode of the capable person has broken through this upper limit to a large extent, but is limited by the limitation of the sensory organs and long-term induction experience, and it is difficult to fully explain the increased part. Otherwise, where does the mysterious ability of "psychic" come from?
Now, magneto-optical mica provides Ronan with a brand-new telepathy carrier. The breadth and depth are the levels that human life can hardly reach in a long natural evolutionary process. Ronan's own abilities are largely rooted in his sensing ability, and it happens to be able to achieve new breakthroughs with this new carrier and new platform.
In contrast, the soul cloak based on the structure of water molecules is ultimately limited and lacks universality. It doesn’t matter in a life-rich environment like the Earth, once it rises to the interstellar category, it will inevitably become stretched...
Why do you think of Interstellar?
Ronan looked up, only the endless night covered by thick clouds.
Of course, on a rotating earth, the coexistence of day and night is an inevitable form. At night, the luxury cruise ship about 180 degrees east-west longitude is located in the East Nine District on the west side of the Pacific Ocean. With a three-hour time difference, it is at sunset.
The setting sun spreads the water, and the sea is like blood.
When Moura took a transfer from Jicheng and took a high-speed aircraft to reach the waters around Amaterasu Palace, he saw this scene.
To say how strange the scenery is, it is not. But at the moment when the surrounding seas are almost covered by clouds, it is still somewhat bright.
Especially when coming from above the clouds, the surrounding dark clouds are densely covered. The setting sun here is alone, and the dark colors are rendered. It seems that there is a "texture" in the air that is hard to see during the normal period, and it seems that there are invisible root canal veins, traveling through the void. , Suffocating the nutrients between heaven and earth, gestating unknowable power.
Mera was familiar with this place. After landing, she drove the driver straight away and drove to the central area of ​​the Shenting.
The invisible eyes are always watching her, assessing her state.
She didn’t care about it, playing a small tune, bypassing the majestic main entrance of the shrine, from the forest driveway in the middle of the dense forest, and drove straight into the shrine complex, and parked the car with a grinning only five meters away from the owner of the shrine On the left and right positions.
Moura yawned and got out of the car. At this time, she was still dressed in the kind of heavy make-up that could go into the night market at any time. It was incompatible with the sacred place of the Amaterasu Order, let alone the Amaterasu ahead. Compared with the Pope of the Order.
However, no one said she was.
At this moment, the bald guy who was most qualified to speak was sitting cross-legged under the big tree surrounded by a few people. With the increasingly dim sky under the canopy, he flipped through the books and did not look up from beginning to end.
Well, to be precise, what he was looking through was a very old notebook.
"Is this the note in the legend that seals the traces of the'God and Devil'? Take a look..."
Mela stretched out her hand directly, and the pope moved directly away, avoiding her hand, without even raising her head: "You need to recharge your energy, so don't be distracted."
"Hey, you invite me over, isn't it just to decipher this thing?"
The pope’s notes turned over another page, but still did not look up, but calmly said:
First, you are only a corner assistant in deciphering work; second, the current direction of work has changed.

"Oh? Can employers change tasks at will?"
"Then you understand it as an order."
Under the tree canopy, the air stagnated for a moment.
Under Mera's exaggerated false eyelashes, her eyes were cold, but she soon returned to a state of erratic and slack: "So, what's the order?"
"Wait." The pope became more and more polite.
Mura was not surprised at this arrangement. She grinned and walked straight to the Pope. She also followed his posture, leaning against the tree and sitting cross-legged, but she was destined to not be too honest, very honest. Quickly stretch one leg forward, raise both hands, leading the whole body to stretch a lazy waist:
"I can see that it's an urgent job, so I have to deal with it hastily, maybe still embarrassed. This is not in line with your usual style...it is in line with the current situation."
While speaking, Moura glanced at the notebook. The Pope didn't bother to pay attention this time. In fact, he didn't respond at all, as if it didn't matter to wait until the end.
Moura didn't care about him. She leaned her back against the big tree behind her and rubbed it twice. Suddenly her elbow fell back, and she pounded hard: "What are you going to do to a beautiful lady?"
At the point where the tip of the elbow hit, the trunk of the tree was corroded and dented, and there was a tendency to spread to all sides. Fortunately, it was quickly controlled, and a strong vitality was passed through, repairing the corroded tree trunk, and the sound of "peeling" continued.
Before the restoration was completed, the bark was torn slightly above the area of ​​the tree trunk that was hit by the elbow, and a large amount of wood fiber penetrated out and quickly turned into a shape, vaguely like an adult male.
"You scavenger!"
He "come out" from the tree with an awkward expression. It is the image of a young man who looks hot-tempered. He is tall and strong, but when the fine wood fibers are shaped, a lot of lines are formed, and the occasional natural mottles appear outside, giving people another one. It's almost "old" inhumanity.
After this man appeared, he could blast Mora's head with just one stretch of his hand, but the latter didn't care about it. Still leaning on the tree trunk, just squinting his eyes, the typical "compensation party" after a night of crazy indulgence, only murmured between his lips and teeth:
"Are you more like trees or more people now? If it's the former, I won't say anything; if it's the latter, then the elbow should be my congratulations to you..."
The ending sound faded away.
The true bowed his head and looked at Mera in a human way, without saying a word for a few seconds.
The pope turned the page again and said leisurely: "You don't really think of her as a scavenger, do you? Who doesn't love fresh ingredients?"
Zhenshen squinted at his father: "Do you have to make a mistake?"
"You don't really think she is asleep?"
"Speaking." Moura still closed his eyes, but suddenly interjected: "I wanted to ask you before..."
True God turned his head again: "What?"
"It's none of your business, it's about your'sir father'." Moura still closed her eyes and murmured, "I want to ask, did you really raise him as a stupid son?"
The pope didn't answer again, but this time he raised his head and looked through the lush canopy branches and leaves, looking at the sky that was gradually washing away the blood and turning to blue and gray. He looked so devoted, as if to capture the glimmer of stars from there.
Like the master of the stars, please collect it: (EbookFREE.me) The master of the stars has the fastest literature update.