Chapter 1103: Birthday Banquet (Part 2)

What is the "radiation source", Ronan already has a conclusive answer in his mind.
After the fragmented chaos that does not even exist in the order of time and space, there is an "order" that should have been there, the "source" that caused this result. According to Ronan's current understanding, the concrete goal must be:
Sun Wheel Hell.
The goal is confirmed, but there is another key detail that troubles Ronan: before the current round of "approaching", how did the Sun Chakra and Grandpa form a linkage relationship?
According to the data left by the old man, that is, the observation data for the fog maze, it started in 75 and ended in 90. With grandpa's mental state and the reality of his father walking alone, the old man will definitely not participate in the next ten years.
So the question is, before that, whether Luo Yuandao or Luo Zhongheng, it is far from reaching the core area of ​​the Sun Chase Hell, how can such a huge amount of disorderly data be induced through the maze of long fog? Torrent?
It seems that there was no special projection of "magic talisman" at that time.
Ronan thought about other factors, such as external neurons, but there were still some unreasonable things inside.
No matter what, and no matter what the reason, in Ronan’s view, the root cause of the terrible situation that grandfather is facing is bound to have crossed the barrier of time and space and made contact with the Sun Chasing Hell-Ronan’s previous experience Placed there, how can an old man who does not possess any extraordinary powers withstand the impact of the torrent of terrorist data?
and also:
Is there still contact between the two?
Is Grandpa still suffering from shock and erosion?
Furthermore, continuous aurora light, day nightmare, and even magneto-optical mica... What kind of impact and even damage will the grandfather have when these unexpected factors appear?
Ronan tried to avoid thinking about this problem, but how could he avoid it?
Whenever he thinks about this level, Ronan’s self-consciousness space mimics the Sun Wheel’s Hell, and the check-and-balance structure formed by chains and magic charms will whisper and tremble in the dark cloud of chaotic information, and deep in the dark cloud. The place, the palace built out of thin air, is also silently responding.
Without him, I just tried to find a rule of order that could explain and parse in this series of structures that were mainly mapped from the Sun Chase Hell, and it would be better for Grandpa to use it to relieve the pressure, nothing more.
But this is not an easy task.
Ronan's expression gradually became gloomy, and the octopus felt that this topic could not continue. At exactly this time, several messages flashed in the group of friends. Just by looking at the fancy picture links, you knew that the "rumor maker" of Zhugan started working again.
This man has to forward at least 30 hot news and lace news every day. Except for more than half of the eye-catching and energy-gathering spiritual food, the remaining half can basically include key local, regional and even global information.
The so-called "Otaku can know the world without being out of the group" is also true.
Octopus used this reason to forcefully change the topic: "Now the'radiation source' or something is still a hidden worry, but as soon as the statements of Hacheng and Xicheng came out, the distortion problem directly exploded...Look at the statistics of bamboo poles in the group, In 88 cities, there were 192 demonstrations involving 10,000 or more people in the past 24 hours. They were covered by rain and dew. No one could escape. Those who supported and protested. Many places had their brains beaten out. !"
"It's quite messy." Ronan turned his notebook a few more pages, unscrewed his wrist, magically put it into the void, turned around, leaned back against the railing, and sighed.
"We are also bursting with sparks here. You can see how the bamboo poles turn these things. The Internet is full of noise... Fortunately, the East Asian cultural circle is relatively conservative, and the focus is not on ‘group evolution’, but on turning over old accounts.

"This is also very sensitive. There was a large-scale strike activity in the Tiansaka City Pingmao District." Right now, Ronan's information channel has far exceeded that of Octopus.
"It's a sequelae of the'Vagrant Act'."
"Well, especially the so-called'humanitarian assistance agreement' that distorted infected people, the two policies of'restriction on household registration' and'voluntary living' have caused a lot of tragedies for the dispersal of wives, and there are also many'disappearing relocations' of vagrant tribes and pressure Mainly at the welfare agency and SCA...For this, my uncle has been working overtime for almost a week, and finally took a leave of absence because of his grandpa’s birthday, but he hasn’t woken up until now."
This topic is a bit too complicated and in-depth. Octopus shook his head: "Because this is a sharp matter, it is not so sensitive compared to'group evolution'. Many people are willing to join in and show the public stance. Now Public opinion on the Internet is basically one-sided. In fact, I also support an investigation, but it has risen to the issue of'distortion isolation', which seems to be a contradiction again. The obvious anti-isolation stance may become lively in the future."
As he said, the octopus frowned: "Your foundation hasn't officially started to operate. Be careful and low-key. Now many people are eager for you to come forward and attract firepower to them."
Ronan hooked his mouth and nodded silently.
Octopus didn't know Ronan didn't listen. He was just chatting, and the topic was a little jumpy: "By the way, did the bamboo pole work for you?"
"Yes, Zhugan's data analysis ability is exactly what I need, and even more rare is the knowledge of the inner world, with its own information channels, and I will lose if I don't hold him."
"Hello, can you take care of the psychology of the bottom people?"
"Brother Octopus, you can come if you want. The foundation is designed to parallel census and research, and neurological research is also a very important field..."
"Forget it, I have self-knowledge. The professional skills of bamboo poles are no problem in the top ten in the world. It is difficult for me to rank a thousand. In the past, I was too old to be a graduate student, so I should keep the stall... Of course, what is there? New progress, please be sure to carry forward your style and share it in time!"
Ronan didn't persuade him any more, and he said privately that he really hopes that a trustworthy and knowledgeable friend like Octopus can look after him here, and Octopus mostly understands this.
Ronan thought for a while, and then said, "Actually, I'm also thinking about a paper these days, the kind that I'm going to publish publicly, and I will think about it together later."
"what?"
"The current proposed title is "The Mapping Example and Expansion of the "Melting Furnace" in the Human Giant System"... Isn't it a bit unprofessional?"
Octopus made two "uh uh", before he had time to respond, Ronan had a call coming in from his aunt, Ms. Luo Shuqing.
Ronan heard a few words, and immediately showed his clever face: "Go back? Good, it's coming soon... Whose car? Whose car didn't go back! Ah, so, of course I will go home, my aunt and I Together!"
The octopus had his eyelids popping from the side, well, this is a young man, yes, it is real. But what are the topics discussed just now, and the various legends not long ago!
All of a sudden, the octopus felt a strong sense of absurdity and dislocation in his heart, and he was about to replace Ronan's personality split...
After a dazed effort, Ronan had hung up the phone and turned back to complain to him: "Moya is going to take Ruiwen to the recording studio, saying that it is possible to work all night, but my aunt even agreed...but I remember Moya participated last year. When it comes to syllable music, the house is almost blasted on the spot! Is there such a big difference in the nature of one person playing music and two people playing music?"
"Maybe, Auntie just has an opinion on'underground' music?"
"Ha ha."
Ronan didn't say much. Although he has basically entered the level that does not require transportation, he still has to follow collective actions in order to keep the shaky character of the good boy in front of his family. He waved his hand and went to the exit of the platform:
"Brother Octopus, let's talk about it later. Actually, I have almost drawn up the outline. I will post it to the group in two days..."
"Oh, okay. I won't go there, lest Auntie say those kind words again."
Ronan didn't turn his head, made an "OK" gesture, ran in small steps, quickly crossed the platform, and disappeared behind the portal. Just like a light and energetic teenager... it should have been!
From the perspective of personal relationships alone, this is not bad.
At least now Ronan, and the somewhat gloomy young man when he first met, is no longer the same way. From this point of view, it is already very good.
In places such as nursing homes, there are relatively high-end professionals who can use octopus for fewer things, and he spends most of his time in scientific research. Just chatting, I was irritated by a little bit, and the octopus went back and soaked in his own laboratory. Once he entered the state, he did not know the passage of time.
Until Liu Er shook, someone in the group of friends @他, it was Xie Junping.
"@章鱼, brother, I temporarily open a board of directors here, and entrust the paper-cut brother to help pick up people. The paper-cut brother's car has just been sent for maintenance. It may be a while late."
"@二平, received."
Zhai Weiwu usually lives in the Lanzhen Welfare Institute. On weekends, he will go to the nursing home to do his homework, and at the same time receive the influence of the master of the workshop and the dean of Wan. After He Yuanzhi was sent by his mother, he was treated in the same way—maybe there was a "proton" consideration, but here he was treated equally and trained as a "disciple".
The advantage is a lot, but the traffic is not convenient.
Usually, Gong Zhai came to pick up people. In case the person cannot get out of overtime, Xie Junping, a faithful believer of the "Creation Order", will be on his way.
To say that with Xie Junping's current resources, arranging a driver to pick up people is nothing. But everyone knows that this is an extraordinary period. Even in the base camp of Xiacheng, the people around Ronan must have a minimum sense of safety, contact and help each other, and not give conspirators in the dark a chance.
At this time, the paper-cutting also jumped out: "@章鱼, @二平, it will not be too late, we have already entered the front door, and I took the bamboo pole car."
Octopus is strange: "You two get together...@竹杆, don't bring bad honest people!"
Bamboo pole: "Haha!"
During the chat, the octopus looked out of the window and found that there was already a faint glow outside. When he checked the table below, it was almost six o'clock. Weekends are also a frequent period for evening peaks. From here back to Linqiang District, how can it take an hour and a half to send another message:
"@剪纸@竹杆, you are ready to eat here, the staff restaurant, let go of your stomach, I will treat you."
￢_￢
"Heh, if it wasn't for fear that the children would be too hungry, do you think I would entertain you?"
"Forget it, the children at the orphanage go to bed at 9 o'clock. They have been delayed for a long time. They will inevitably disrupt their work and rest when they go back. Dean Wan is good to talk, but Mother Wang can't take it away."
After a few minutes, another message was sent over there: "I got someone."
For octopus, watch the surveillance video specially connected to the six ears.
Sure enough, Zhugan was leading the two children, making a V-sign to the camera on the ceiling of the corridor, cutting paper and laughing beside him. Farther, Xiu Shenyu, who has become thinner and out of shape in recent times, watched this scene with his hands held down. Although there was no smile on his face, he was relaxed and casual.
Octopus rolled his eyes: "Come on, so I can't leave."