Chapter 1118: Freedom (Part 2)

After hanging up the communication, Ronan turned his eyes from the sun to the broader and dreader clouds, continuing to ponder:
Why is it wrong?
It's still far away.
The distance between him and the destination is almost 300 kilometers, and now he is closer to the satellite city outside Spring City.
Although there was a deliberate adjustment made by Ronan in order to avoid the impact of moving across the air and directly hitting the laboratory site, the error was so large that he could not help but think about it.
In his vision, the appearance of the sun or clouds is different from ordinary people. It can be said that it has broken the common sense category of the orderly transmission of the history of civilization for thousands of years, and has been integrated into the space-time structure of simple roots and complex expressions. .
At this time, the magneto-optical mica is stretching its huge, intermittent body, roughly wrapping the planet’s surface area of ​​more than 500 million square kilometers. It is not satisfied so far, and with the help of the special nature of the earth’s magnetic field, its magneto-optical Into it, tracing its roots, continuously infiltrating the crust, mantle, and crust, intersecting with different rotational speeds in different levels and regions, feeling or trying to play with the space magnetic field of this planet, and blending with the twisted space-time structure around it.
At the same time, it follows the impact of the solar wind on the earth’s magnetic field, mixing into the stream of ray particles ejected from the polar regions, naturally transforming its nature, and flowing to the deeper part of the universe, seeming to be arbitrary, regardless of the integrity of the body. Whether or not-or as long as the subtle and mysterious magnetic structure exists, no matter how it is torn and deformed, the essence is still one.
As to whether its creators and controllers can keep up, that's another matter.
Of course, magneto-optical mica still has a restrained instinct in the endless process of outward expansion.
Within the scope of its magnetic diffusion, magneto-optical mica has always used its special perspective to observe all the existence in this area, trying to disassemble them into a "more suitable structure".
In Ronan's view, this may be regarded as an "esthetic."
Well, if you follow the "aesthetic taste" of magneto-optical mica, there are tens of billions of people in the world, hundreds of millions of times more than human beings of various types of animals and plants, microorganisms, aberrant species, and also non-living existence such as water, soil and mineral deposits. It must be regrouped.
It may be done slowly, or it may succeed in an instant after accumulating enough energy.
Whenever he touches and feels the "interest" of magneto-optical mica, Ronan has a sense of accomplishment in saving the world.
Fortunately, he has controlled this terrifying nature that humans cannot understand, and he has not allowed this existence that he has created with the resources of a monarch to completely distort the entire life on earth and even the time and space of its existence...
The question is, who made this thing?
Well, anyway, it is under control now, at least there is no sign of the beginning.
Now think about it, the magneto-optical mica that I encountered at the "relay station", of course, has great magical powers, and with its own strength, the formation of the Tianyuan Empire can't breathe. But when you look closely, I am afraid that it is also restricted by the evil environment, its scope of influence has shrunk greatly, and it is only entrenched on a planet, and it has not distorted the space-time environment to the point of being too strong.
As for this on Earth... Isn't it always in control?
Ronan's thoughts were turned and calculated several times, but he found the source of the problem:
The problem is probably the restriction.
It is precisely because of his restrictions that magneto-optical mica cannot completely shape the space-time environment according to its "aesthetic". There are certain rules and performance differences between the earth's local time and space.
When Luo Nan came over, in order to save worry and effort, he used the magneto-optical mica to move and shuttle around the world, following the laws of magneto-optical mica, which formed a certain degree with the real environment of the earth’s local time and space. deviation.
His recent experiments were conducted at mid-to-short distances around Xiacheng, and even the deviations were not obvious. The only long-distance move, there was still a horned devil's remains to achieve anchoring, which did not have reference value...
Sure enough, there is no reason for a perfect success in the first experiment. If you know the problem, you can improve it.
Ronan has a certain number in his mind. If he wants to use the magneto-optical mica's fast tunnel and eliminate the errors inside, or let go of the magneto-optical mica's nature, so that the earth's local time and space covered by it will be distorted into what it hopes to achieve. Either it is to make a correction calculation between it and the local time and space. This can be completely solved by configuration design.
Ronan chose the latter of course.
Even if it consumes a little more effort, it is a hundred times less labor-saving than he used the "Roche Sandwich Domain" to forcefully break through the barriers of the two worlds and realize the void shuttle jump.
Then again, sometimes, the most stupid way is the most correct way. If you want to go further in the understanding of time and space configuration, it is of course possible to refer to the experience of the Magneto-optical Mica, a monarch-level fantasy species. It is not appropriate to borrow too frequently. It is better to balance it.
After pondering and introspecting in the wild, Ronan still wants to do business after all.
The wilderness is not the big road in Xiacheng. As long as you leave the metropolitan area, there are countless risks and troubles. Finally, it’s far from the outskirts of the city, not to mention that in recent years, the military has switched from defensive to offensive, and has slaughtered and driven away extremely dangerous aberrant species around. There are three or two fish that slip through the net. Here in Ronan, they are separated The distance of ten kilometers will be instantly distorted by the magneto light and turned into blood plasma.
Unfortunately, it was not enough to squeeze out a useful thing.
Ronan didn't care about other things, and re-calibrated the position of the laboratory ruins, ready to move it over, but at this moment, in the direction of Chuncheng, unexpectedly several reactions hit his core sensor network.
He turned his head, and behind him, there was a billowing yellow dragon in the wild wilderness. It was the dust raised by the off-road vehicle, and the opponent was coming in this direction at high speed.
Of course Ronan could throw them away without seeing them in an instant, but he still stopped and looked back with a bit of curiosity.
Not long after, several armed off-road vehicles with obvious military colors appeared at the edge of his field of vision, only limited by the undulating hilly terrain.
Those people in the thick armor certainly do not have the perception ability of Ronan, but with the blessing of the contemporary technology system, the network of satellites and radars can still be used to detect Ronan’s existence in advance-he did not deliberately Under the premise of hiding.
Therefore, as early as beyond the line of sight, on the armored off-road vehicle, weapons were locked remotely, and there were unmanned reconnaissance aircraft flying towards this side.
Ronan raised his eyebrows and stood there, watching how the opponent cares.
And more than ten kilometers away, inside the vehicle that stirred up dust and smoke, Lieutenant Colonel Chen of the Spring City Defense Army also scratched his head: "Where did such a person come from?"
Fortunately, today is not a patrol, the problem is that it is not a patrol!
If you lead a team to patrol, such a half-aged boy who suddenly appears outside the city, sends a drone up for questioning. After distinguishing clearly, it will be much easier to detain and fight.
But now, the first thing he thought about was to get around.
With my knees thinking and knowing, the young people who suddenly appear on this reckless wasteland are either brains + lucky double patrons, or special characters who need special attention.
Judging from his appearance without any long objects, he is not the contemporary brain-suppressed donkey who is supposed to measure the wilderness by footsteps. Dressing up, it seems like going to a funeral...
"Ok?"
Lieutenant Colonel Chen glanced back, because in his car, the key figure of the this time was dressed a bit like there...
He looked back, but the old man he was concerned frowned and closed his eyes, struggling to fight motion sickness. And beside him, the specially invited guide sat there very restrained, but the female graduate student who was on the opposite side was sturdy and fit, and played with the projection.
Well, this one also has higher authority, as long as she doesn't take photos at will, she can only go.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen was still thinking, but someone said, "This person is familiar."
"The enemy team?"
Qiu Wei around him is a bit lower than Lieutenant Colonel Chen in terms of rank, but he possesses the aura of a Spring City hero and is also a full-time staff responsible for this security mission. Lieutenant Colonel Chen still values ​​his opinions, especially when there is something to say. under.
"Have you seen him?"
Qiu Wei shook his head: "It seems to be on the distributed information."
"Huh?" Lieutenant Colonel Chen cast his gaze to the running on-board intelligent projection interface, where the recorded images were analyzed long ago, but there was no result.
It can basically be confirmed that this is not a resident of Spring City. Then...
"Where is the information?" Lieutenant Colonel Chen had to ask again. As the Burner, Qiu Wei's authority in certain areas is still above him.
"Hello, Xuedi Luo?"
Qiu Wei hadn't answered yet, the female graduate student opened the communication directly, fearing that she would call back to the school.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen frowned. Before saying anything, his sensitive ears and eyes heard a faint echo over there: "Senior Sister Tang?"
"I saw you Yo!"
"what?"
It was not that side who was surprised, but the side of the carriage.
There was a laugh: "I see you too."
At this time, on the Zhinao projection interface, the half-old boy waved his hand toward the lens. Soon, there was a thumbs up again, as if a poor backpacker asked for a ride.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen only found it absurd. At this time, someone in the carriage spoke at the same time, and the two voices merged into one voice, both:
"parking!"
One of the speakers was the female graduate student who had called before, and the other was Captain Qiu Weiqiu next to her.
At this time, the vehicle was about two kilometers away from the boy.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen subconsciously replied: "Stop now?"
"Pick him up!" The female graduate student returned as a matter of course.
Qiu He didn't even object.
Lieutenant Colonel Chen frowned. Out of trust in Qiu He, this professional, he still followed kindness after all:
"Stop over there."
Two minutes later, the armored convoy stopped, and the half-old boy boarded the car honestly and unceremoniously. His mouth was very sweet, and he repeatedly said, "I am causing trouble for everyone."
As the commander, Lieutenant Colonel Chen didn't respond, just staring at the information transferred by Qiu He in a daze.
At this time, the old man who could not stand the toss in the trunk also opened his eyes and happened to have a face-to-face meeting with the young man. He was a little confused just because of motion sickness.
"Hey, what is this?"
"Are you Professor Wu?"
The attitude of the young man was very respectful. In a small space, he still bowed: "I often hear Sister Tang and Sister Tian mention you, and Professor Pan."
The old man in the car, Professor Wu Zunliang, the eldest man, but his mind was first-class flexible, startled, his back stood up suddenly: "Tian, ​​Tian Si? You are... Yes, she said. Many times after you, the child of Qing Wen and Zhongheng, the grandson of Luo Yuandao, Ronan!"
Ronan bowed again: "It's me, Professor Wu."