Chapter 808: Digger (Part 2)

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At 5 o'clock in the evening on May 5th, the night of Hancheng, like the skirt of the goddess falling, no longer has the atmosphere of mysterious abstinence tonight, but painted with dazzling fireworks, every swing is a hundred thousand cold and warm colors , The flow changes magic, beautiful.
But the most dazzling tonight is below, not above, and above the water, not the sky.
On the south bank of Beishan Lake, floating water and embankments set up a magnificent and magnificent stage. The high-pitched electric guitar was accented by the roar of tens of thousands of fans, citizens, and tourists, and overwhelmed by the whispers of fireworks. The Hancheng Music Festival officially kicked off.
On the embankment, the Hancheng police was facing an enemy, and thousands of people stood up against the wall to guard against death, to avoid trampling and even planting of the lake when enthusiastic fans were excited.
This is the case on the shore. At this time, on both sides and behind the main stage, there are also large and small cruise ships, and the ship is also full of people. Compared with the shore, the warm atmosphere is not inferior.
"Four-faced platform, eight guests, I'm the first ... A brilliant light!"
Wang Mo, the melody guitar player of the Mountain Band, has a dull temperament. He is desperately lying on the side of the ship, seizing the best viewing position, and almost greedily ingesting the breath from the main stage.
The opening of the festival is undoubtedly a world-class band, each of which is his idol and the goal he dreamed of.
After envy, suddenly it was tasteless.
"We are going to the stage! Let's go to the road show!"
Bass player Huang Xiangdong was already drunk, shouting at the side, screaming at the side, causing people on the side to look sideways, but also rarely caught Wang Mo's mind.
Wang Mo sighed.
His performance is over.
Among the hundreds of bands participating in the Hancheng Music Festival, the mountain band can only be said to be middle and lower, and the invited performance is only a warm field, and it is still not the main stage. The meeting is their only performance mission in Hancheng.
In fact, most of the bands participating in the music festival are like this, and then they have to find a way out. The road show is not shameful, the ecology of the underground band is like this, and it is more fanciful.
The problem is that the lead singer of the band will leave tomorrow, and everyone still plays a bird!
"Oh oh, beauty!"
Huang Xiangdong seemed to have made a big discovery, his throat suddenly sharpened, just like the treble he couldn't bear to watch.
Wang Mo was too lazy to turn his head, but the older keyboard player Ma Lou, who was also carrying a wine bottle in the back, narrowed his eyes, and stamped and certified:
"Huh, kimono beauty, how nice!"
"Where, where, where?"
The latest drummer Jeffren joined the band, a small person, but a typical ADHD patient. Even in the crowd of Wuyangyang, he beats back and forth, and his vitality and curiosity are first-class exuberant.
Ma Lou responded kindly: "On the right hand side, on the shore, in a plain blue kimono ... ah, really a dignified beauty."
Wang Mo pouted, but he also saw it. Indeed, the postures and tones presented by the ladies in kimono over there are very aesthetic. However, under the night and the gleaming fireworks lights, all scenes have their own filter effect. In the final analysis, it is just a self-narcotics mixed with imagination.
Compared with the high-ranking Cobain students, Jeffren ’s brain circuit is obviously not so complicated. In fact, he is already too high to know the southeast, northwest, up, down, left and right:
"Right? Which is right?"
Still most familiar with the same kind, Huang Xiangdong shouted in his ear: "RIDE, RIDE (cymbals)!"
Jeffren understood it in an instant, jumped to the shore, and laughed quickly, raising his arms and greeted loudly:
"Beauty! Bizisang, Oni sauce ..."
Wang Mo covered his face, maybe it would be better to go back to Xiacheng! He, a college student, couldn't stand this.
A few tens of meters across the water, there was also noisy music and vocals, and the clamor of Jeffren could not have been there. But it was probably a coincidence, the lady really turned her face, and her eyes seemed to be focused on the side of the boat.
Jeffren was even more excited, and wished to throw his arm out.
Wang Mo had to struggle to squeeze half of his body to avoid being stepped on the foot. As soon as he moved away, he heard "Ouch" and Jeffren's knee hit the side rail of the ship.
However, Jeffren didn't feel the pain at all, and even the screaming was not caused by the pain, but a mental stimulation. He patted the fence hard and the vocal cords were torn:
"That, that omni sauce ... snake! Snake!"
The people around were all looking sideways, and felt that this buddy was indeed overdone. In the end, Huang Xiangdong, who belonged to the same category, looked back and forth several times and suddenly realized:
"Ahhhh, the overwhelming actress, what snow is so arrogant!"
Jeffren snapped Huang Xiangdong's shoulder: "That's right, that's the fake and serious woman. I looked for half-night last night, and I didn't find that kind of film. Today at the song club meeting ..."
"Here we are too, I'm so grateful for not approving a dog ​​in person!"
Wang Mo and Ma Lou also had a look of sudden enlightenment. The four band members rarely reached an agreement, and they were also impressed by the kimono on the shore:
After all, not every "fan" will be like that one, and blamed the phrase "except for the lead singer, the band members are just mediocre talent collections".
Moreover, even for the lead singer Moya, that person's evaluation is also "quench far better than the timbre", "temperament value is more valuable", "after closing your eyes, it is guitar skills that save you and your teammates" and other quenches Poison sharp knife.
Under that elegant and dignified skin, it must be a cold and slippery snake scale!
Wang Mo felt uneasy: "This woman, dressed up with clothes and dresses, she should go to the opera house, why come to listen to rock and roll, and talk to our little band?"
Laomalou stayed up late last night and did her homework: "According to online information, she does have the qualifications of the Takarazuka Theater Company."
"..."
This is the great god-level character, Pheasant school can not afford to provoke.
Wang Mo shrank, and Jeffren was still bouncing there: "It must be suppressed! Um, maybe she's cold outside and hot inside? If I shot ..."
"Even if her ovaries are filled with dried chaihe, it's just a little bit, and Mars can't help you come. What to see! This is a society that looks at faces, regardless of gender."
Huang Xiangdong raised his thumb and poked his shoulders back. When striking his companion, his thoughts and sense of orientation were very clear, and the accent was accurate.
"Female, female ... oh!" Jeffren's tone increased, and he was not annoyed. In fact, men are still very bearable for such beautiful scenes, he just felt emotional, "I heard that the super There are women, so I came to see Hancheng. Three? Four? Waste! "
Huang Xiangdong gave him a little thumb tip: "satisfaction with you, even if she didn't recruit water, otherwise how can it be your scum."
Jeffren was still not angry, and the two men talking about High laughed together, then shook their heads again, everything was silent.
The chaos on the lower deck was mixed with the hustle and bustle of the upper semi-enclosed observation deck, leaving no quiet corners. However, whenever there is a need and an sentiment, people can always subconsciously filter out some external murmurs and construct a subjective private space.
Of course, if three bodyguards can quietly separate a small space, the material foundation of the atmosphere will be stronger.
At this moment, Moya's heart was quiet and peaceful, chatting with his best friend leaning on the railing, no matter what the topic, all contained fun and sentiment.
Perhaps it was a coincidence that the beauty of the kimono on the shore happened to be the topic of a chat between Moya and Tang Yi.
Different from the traditional costumes that accumulate femininity on the other side, both of them are casual and trendy neutral dresses. The same tall and handsome, standing together is like a big model, full of fashion sense. But in the words, the flow is all the taste of memory:
"In your eyes, our performance is probably full of holes, can't bear to see it?"
"Oh?"
"I can remember that in 1993, the school music festival, someone's evaluation is purely a way, do I need to repeat it again?"
"I just have doubts about your classification method ... well, I mean there is no need to divide it too clearly." Tang Yi reached out and twisted a strand of hair falling on Moya's cheek. "Hair is hair, In most cases, it ’s meaningless to have two or three or five, but it ’s a joke. "
"Don't revise my established ideas. Anyway, from Uncle and Luo Nan, I understand that the talents of a family member who has continued their blood line are also very different, let alone you and me."
"It's really like you. Realizing it early does not prevent you from hitting your head and breaking the blood."
"How could it be?" Mo Ya smiled, flicked away, ignored the surrounding eyes, and kissed on the cheek of Tang Yi. "I'm the most optimistic waiter. I wait for everyone around me to fulfill my talents and realize my dream ... After all, there are no relatives waiting there, perhaps the most sad moment when you succeed. "
"Wow, it's a great idea to make speech materials."
"The uncle instilled in me may be called the" ultimate background wall "achievement? Now think about it, maybe it is to coax children. But there is no way, I am very coquettish!"
It's obviously not funny, but the foreheads are pressed together, the temples are rubbing together, and there is still a laugh out loud, which naturally makes people look sideways.
Tang Yi didn't care about other people's eyes, but when she connected the uncle in Mo Ya's mouth with more direct identity information, her mind still flickered for a moment:
Luo Zhongheng ... The researcher who let Li Wei personally shoot at any cost, can "talent" really break through the generational difference of civilization? Or is it a miracle "fed" by more incredible resources?
If it is the former, it is difficult to reproduce the miracle in a short time;
But if it is the latter, where is the
incredible resource
that reproduces the miracle?
In the past year, similar problems are constantly torturing those who are high above the ground.
Continue to pamper and observe?
Or, before the next Luo Zhongheng appears, strangle the signs of the crisis and avoid paying a bigger price?
After a few forks, the situation is on the verge of being out of control ... or it has been out of control without knowing it.
She sighed softly: "The Hancheng clouds are very thick!"
Moya looked up, the fireworks hadn't dissipated in the sky, the flame and the residual smoke were intertwined, the ink was thick, the senses were not clear enough, but to say the clouds ... I really didn't see it.
There was a huge airship, slowly passing by in the colorful streamer.
The fireworks exploded around the airship, Bai Xinyan gently lifted the wine glass, and the brilliant wine reflected its brilliant colors. It also deformed slightly as the air molecules oscillated and spread.
At this time, even across the fully enclosed viewing window, it seemed to smell a strong smell of gunpowder.
"Tomorrow, the chief of the Ministry of Environmental Affairs will bow down and thank you?"
Introducing Yusuke Tamagawa to ignore such meaningless words, he was sitting on the sofa and staring at the dynamic data chart visualized in front. The division of multiple functional areas makes the chart as a whole more complicated. Only the passenger flight information intercepted directly from the airline database in the upper left corner is intuitive.
Moya, the photo of Cousin Luo Nan, occupies a very eye-catching area.
Yusuke Tamagawa stared at the photo for a long time, and finally lowered his eyelids and knocked on the virtual key on the armrest of the sofa. In an instant, the screen data on the full screen was cleaned, and the projection area was dimmed.
"give up halfway?"
Bai Xinyan's voice came over again, and Yusuke Tamagawa really didn't want to ignore this embarrassing topic, but think of Bai Xinyan's ambiguous relationship with Wang Yu, and her special status in Tianqi Lab. After a few seconds, Finally made an explanation:
"So far, Ronan has not been found. At present, Hancheng's all-weather monitoring network has been used, and the satellites above him have been mobilized, including the informational control of the police, but it has never been effective, as if it disappeared out of thin air."
"If I didn't understand the error and couldn't find Ronan, wouldn't you start with his sister?"
Yusuke Tamagawa hesitated a little and nodded: "Basically, yes."
Then he couldn't help explaining two more sentences: "Wang Yu's purpose is just to let Luo Nan bow his head, participate in the high sea auction in person, and reach an agreement. Now, the guy may already be running with the devil fish running When we arrive at the Pacific Center, why should we add more?
"Really? I thought you were helping him to become an eagle."
See it, do n’t say it, woman!
Yusuke Tamagawa admitted that he was really lost at the time and thought things too simple, and now he can only explain vaguely: "I am just a businessman ..."
"Oh, I thought there were only ambition-style capitalists in the Jianyu Association."
"It's just more confidence in capital."
Yusuke Tamagawa was happy to change the subject, so he endorsed someone ’s remarks:
Wang Yu often said that capital is the expansion of human nature, as long as people have desires, as long as there is exchange in the world, as long as the flow rate of capital exceeds production capacity, capital It is the ultimate choice, the undefeated king. It is natural to stand on the side of victory, I just learn and practice. "
"You're just blowing pillow wind ... Unfortunately, I'm not going to roll sheets with him recently. For me, the power of capital is still too empty, and I still prefer intuitive, strong people."
Bai Xinyan came over from the viewing window and came to the front of Yusuke Tamagawa, narrowing the distance with him: "Wang Yu, and you, have not yet allowed capital to break through the barriers of reality and nothingness. Continue to work hard , Maybe success is ahead? "
"Thanks for encouragement."
The blood vessels on the temple of Eikawa Tamagawa jumped a few times, and finally a gentle and polite smile appeared.
Ronan, this thing, it is over.
Even if Jian Yuhui and Wang Yu had not formally explained, he had made up his mind.
For him, risk comes from multiple levels and multiple directions. Compared with the direct survival crisis of multiple sound speed shuttles, the penetration of riding faces, and the trust crisis that shakes the foundation of the Tamagawa family ’s rule in Hancheng because of his troubles, it is easier to Jian Yuhui. Problems to overcome.
In the final analysis, his provocative provocation was a stupid act that added ostentatiousness from the beginning. Too much attention to Wang Yu caused serious problems in his judgment. Now is the time to cut the meat and stop the loss.
Don't look at the fact that he is in front of Wang Yu's saddle now, the situation is getting worse, and things like "borrowing one's head for use" will not be impossible for him.
Thank you Tianzhao Education Group;
Thank you for the strongman who killed Gong Qi;
Thank you for the association of those who are capable
I would also like to thank the Tianzhao sect who ca n’t wait to cut the leeks, highlighting its accidents and corresponding actions, and giving him quite good reasons.
So, Yusuke Tamagawa sighed again: "Of course there are more realistic considerations: the identification action of the Tianzhao Order is on the way, and the Pope will certainly not want to have trouble again ..."
Bai Xinyan looked at him with a smile, and Yusuke Tamagawa said sincerely: "Before the big action, distract yourself. If there is an accident, and then cause trouble, I can't explain it to Yan. The tomorrow's environmental affairs department manager's encounter is that My end. "
When I was talking, I just found an example, and when I spoke, I realized that there was no difference in essence.
Yusuke Tamagawa sighed in his heart, and indeed the capital power and the extraordinary power were separated by a barrier.
When the world is in the old age of muscle and machinery, capital power can easily dominate everything; after the age of distortion, extraordinary power is obviously more direct and more oppressive than capital power.
The high-ranking high-ranking priests will not care about the impact of the following series of actions on the secular world. Anyway, there is the Yuchuan family, who willingly puts on their faces and resolves all worries.
No way, capital is such a shameless thing, who can let it proliferate, who is the father, who is the benefactor.
As for the dominance ... In other words, how much real money must be smashed into the "blood line" project of the Tianqi Laboratory in order to achieve the expected results?
Is that Li Wei really trustworthy?
He far exceeds the research direction and research objects of the existing system, so that the most demanding investors have also lost their professional judgment; and the series of results that point directly to the ultimate mystery of life, and make the world's most core capital circle crazy. Investing money in it, item after item, year after year, I don't know when it will end.
Yusuke Tamagawa was a little distracted, and he heard Bai Xinyan greet again, "This projection area, if you don't need it, please borrow it for a while?"
"Of course! Uh, this is ... you brought it when you boarded the ship."
"It is a newly developed set of professional equipment. It is still in the experimental stage. It was just delivered from the dark blue world yesterday." Bai Xinyan sat straight on the sofa, shouldering shoulder to shoulder with Yusuke Tamagawa, then picked up the black suitcase at his feet and opened it The complicated lock, explained with a letter, "I also heard that the 100th Pope's generosity was in Hancheng. I hope to take this special situation to verify the effect of the device. I don't mind coming to the Pope."
"Verification?" Yusuke Tamagawa frowned.
"Hundred episodes" is the name of the Pope of the Tianzhao Order. It sounds very weird, but his son, the "True God" of the Order, is even more weird. Of course, now almost no one dares to call it that way.
Yusuke Tamagawa won't call him blindly with Bai Xinyan's rhythm, and still uses honorific words: "Yangxia has always been generous, if Miss Xinyan communicated in advance to inform ..."
"It's not too late."
The speech fell, and the two eyes were docked, their big eyes squinted.
Next, the area was silent for more than ten seconds, and the two were waiting for something, but no new information was delivered in the air.
Is this passed?
Yusuke Tamagawa did not open his eyes in a daze, but informed the pope by special channels, which is obviously the default now.
That's right, it is said that the Tianzhao Order is the one with the closest relationship with the Apocalypse Laboratory among the three major groups. There must be a reason for the groundlessness.
The Yuchuan family and Wang Yu are not necessarily opponents in the fight against each other in Tianzhao Pure Land.
Yusuke Tamagawa fine-tuned his mentality and discussed the issue: "Is this set of equipment commercial, or is it a more core direction?"
"Commercially, the board hopes to use the recent upsurge to make it an explosive model and an indispensable infrastructure in the future. Contribute to the goal of low-profit operation of the project."
"Operating with low profit?" Yusuke Yuchuan shook his head slightly. "Frankly speaking, we invest billions of billions of funds for Tianqi Lab every year. We don't want to let these children and grandchildren be indefinite. We also hope to see some Something different, at least a clearer clue ... "
"Understood, you want to use the hotbed of capital to incubate the evil species of extraordinary power. But IMHO, this ethical approach that violates the basic rules of the universe is difficult to achieve direct results. Perhaps it should be used like natural life, with countless Alienated and evolved children and grandchildren, to select the most suitable results. "
"However, when I invested, the share book I got described a very straightforward reverse reduction process ..."
"The means of capital storytelling should be familiar to you."
"..."
"Okay, Mr. Yuchuan, I ’m not a representative of Tianqi Lab, and I do n’t intend to explain anything to Mr. Li Wei. For more detailed information, you as a shareholder can directly ask the board of directors. As for now, as a handsome gentleman, you should Help the lady in front of you to arrange this set of precision equipment, maybe in the end, there will be a sweet kiss as a reward. "
"Thanks and insensitive!"
Yusuke Tamagawa does not mind sharing women with Wang Yu, but it is by no means sharing danger.
He quickly lowered his posture and rolled up his sleeves to help Bai Xinyan dock the equipment in the suitcase with the projector.
After about half a minute, the projected area was bright again.
In the first second, Yusuke Tamagawa thought he saw a certain screensaver.
It was a scene of puffy bubbles and waterdrops rolling up, very realistic, but it can still be seen as an animation effect.
Is it time to get into the topic?
The evolution of the projected picture is somewhat beyond what Yusuke Tamagawa expected.
It ’s still the animation effect, uncountable blisters, bubbles, droplets ... In short, it is something like a shape, layered, collided and twisted, and quickly spread to the entire projection area, and the corresponding angle of view is also stretching and expanding. The details became blurred, and the whole became more spectacular and chaotic.
Close your eyes for a second, and then open to see, it is like diving into a monstrous shallow sea during a summer dive. It is colorful, but you ca n’t see the substantive structure, and you ca n’t tell where the "sunlight" is projected from. Down.
"what is this?"
"At present, it is the most popular trend in the world, to be precise. The temporary name of the laboratory is: the mental ocean mimicry."
"what?"
"The idea is to use large-scale calculations and specific modules to simulate a rough picture of the spiritual level in an area ... Although the accuracy is not high and the response is lagging, it is basically impossible to use it in actual combat, but if it is popular, after a period of time The data sampling and collection will theoretically become more and more authentic, at least in the relatively low-level spiritual ocean. "
Yusuke Tamagawa finally digested the core concepts in Bai Xinyan's words, and his eyebrows were all twisted together: "The trend you mentioned refers to the one in Luo Nan ..."
"Yes, cage theory."
"Then the module?"
"Of course borrowed the concept of" cage ", but in order to facilitate the calculation, it is still simplified into the form of bubbles or droplets."
"This is 'learning'?"
"It's just the same way, just like the close relationship between the" cage "and the" configuration ". Of course, some people are considering whether to ask Luo Nan to speak for this product."
"... Is there any instructions?"
While Bai Xinyan was debugging the equipment, Yusuke Tamagawa spent nearly twenty minutes reading through the electronic manual of the "mimetic diagram generator".
The deeper I understand, the more clever this thing is beyond his imagination: "Miss Xinyan, if I have not misunderstood, this instrument is a panoramic probe into the realm of spirituality ... I have never had this equipment before. ! "
"Not yet, it is just an animation simulation based on specific modules and modes. The detection accuracy, breadth and depth are very limited, and may even be completely different from reality."
"No, no, this is an epoch-making invention-as long as the" Prison Cage Theory "can stand firm!"
Yusuke Tamagawa has a new understanding of the technology accumulation of Tianqi Lab. Due to the short time and lack of understanding, he still has not been able to estimate the impact on the current world, especially the Li world, after a large amount of similar equipment flows out, but he has already noticed the sensitive factors inside:
"Yangxia ... really agree to use this device?"
"Baiji Pope's strength is unquestionable." Bai Xinyan didn't blink. "Besides, this instrument has a limited sensing range, excluding peripherals. It is only about ten square kilometers. Observe a corner and see the excitement. Is there anything wrong? "
"That's it!"
Introducing Yusuke Tamagawa was relieved, but he was wondering: For those who are capable, especially the spiritual side and the sect circle, such methods have come close to snooping, especially the most chaotic and secret spiritual field in the past ... … For anyone with a common sense and foundation of extraordinary power, the spiritual realm has unique magic and attraction.
Go back and secretly add similar equipment, and strive to cover Hancheng!
At this time, after Bai Xinyan's debugging, the gorgeous "ocean" in the early stage of the simulation scene was almost completely faded, and most of them now become very inconspicuous off-white, only indefinite time, indefinite areas, and occasionally jump out Tiny color spots, like the consequences of a deflected electron beam on an ancient flat screen display.
In this regard, Bai Xinyan explained that this is to use repeated mental bands and corresponding changes as "background radiation", which exceeds the relevant threshold, and will focus on it. It is also an expedient measure for insufficient peripherals and limited computing power. .
As the time of action of the Tianzhao sect was getting closer and closer, Yusuke Tamagawa closed his mouth and stared at the projection area without blinking. At this time, Bai Xinyan also thoughtfully placed a blurred satellite image after the background radiation, and realized a simple correspondence between the animated picture and the real map:
"According to Professor Luo's theory, the spiritual ocean and the physical world do not have a strict correspondence in the spatial sense, but as long as there is a physical basis and is limited by space, there is always a basic position for the simulated signal ... Don't be too serious. . "
During the speech, she manually manipulated the sensor to adjust the sensor orientation, and explained smoothly: "Sensor limit, limited orientation will effectively enhance the sensing accuracy. At present, we are still enriching the background radiation architecture. After all, the Pope Baiji has not really started. . The distortion population around Beishan Lake has always been rich, and early sampling and identification are essential. "
Yusuke Tamagawa couldn't help but say: "If the south bank of Beishan Lake is distorted, the distorted population has been basically cleaned. The only thing that is more climatic is the camphor tree ..."
"Oh, I know. Is Mr. Zuo Jiaweimen?"
Bai Xinyan did another refinement operation. About ten seconds later, in the dull "ocean", a group of colored areas that were clearly different from the overall background appeared.
This area looks like a soap bubble carefully blown by a child, twisted and deformed in the rippling airflow, refracting the seven-color light, which may be broken at any time, but always maintain the overall structure at the occasion of the occasion.
After looking at it for a while, I feel that this huge bubble has an extraordinary resilience, and the little gray bubbles next to it that burst at any time are not a type at all.
"This is the configuration of the aberrant species in the spiritual ocean ... If it is real, it is dazzling!"
Bai Xinyan applauded and shook his head immediately: "Unfortunately, the current equipment is not enough to analyze the internal structure. Such a living body with obvious wisdom and established spiritual dimension structure is a very valuable research material. "
"It's a pity."
Tamagawa Yosuke knew more clearly that this refined Mr. Sakajimon was the pre-selected ingredients in the fresh soup that the Tianzhao sect will cook.
Missing tonight, there is no chance to study it.
Fortunately, let alone anything else in this era, the distortion is still enough!
Yusuke Tamagawa also noticed that after the mimicking scene was presented, the entire projection area was constantly refreshed. Before focusing on Zuo Jiaweimen, the entire spiritual ocean picture is dark, and the changes brought by refresh are not too obvious. But now, with a relatively clear goal, there are obvious changes in the fault every time it is refreshed, and it looks like it is the hand of a poor editor, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
Yusuke Tamagawa has mild obsessive-compulsive disorder and frowned upon seeing this:
Sure enough, it was only a semi-finished product.
Nowadays, he can only force himself to adapt to similar flaws. In addition to blinking his eyes, he also quietly turned on the recording function and recorded the entire display process of the mimicking scene as the material for post-event research and analysis.
Compared to Sagara Gate, Yusuke Tamagawa was more interested in the Tianzhao Order: as a well-deserved protagonist tonight, what means would the Pope use? In what form does the spiritual ocean picture appear?
After locking Zuo Jiaweimen, the 30th round refreshed the past, and Yusuke Tamagawa finally saw that there were new changes in the mimicry.
It was a dark ribbon crisscrossing, like a cobweb, or a crack on the glass after being hit, showing and spreading.
Most of them are very slender, but the color is darker. In contrast, the original darker background becomes a lighter grayish white.
These extremely dark lines seem to be deep grooves and fissures, and it may seem that the projection area is fragmented at any time.
"Much like the root system of a big tree is right."
"what?"
Bai Xinyan's image thinking is not different from Yusuke Tamagawa. However, after being awake by her, Yusuke Tamagawa then thought of a concept that the name of the Tianzhao sect was famous:
"You mean ... the hibiscus tree?"
Bai Xinyan glanced over her face, shook her head slightly, and shook her head: "Have you never heard of the" tool "and" plant "configuration discrimination theory?"
In the blink of an eye, Yusuke Tamagawa has always done his homework before acting, and the result is that even if it is non-professional, there is always some impression when talking about it:
"It's Ronan again."
"Yes, Professor Luo has another comment. In his view, the solidified configuration of the Order in the Yuan District is like a towering giant tree, and more importantly, the root system is complex, and the spirit of the cage is deep from the Yuan District. Ocean, sucking nutrients ... this is a verification! "
Tamagawa Yingjie ’s mouth was tightly closed, which involved the foundation of the sect, and pretending to be deaf and dumb was the minimum accomplishment, but he still had grass in his heart:
The name of "Fusang God Tree" is quite appropriate. What is the corresponding "nutrient"?
After a few rounds of refreshing, after the apparently jumping picture flow, that corresponds to Sagara Gate, and now there are obviously some shrunken colored light bubbles, giving Yusuke Tamagawa a more intuitive feeling.
This one, and those leeks that have grown again ...
"Well, what is this long stripe?"
Yusuke Tamagawa made a new discovery.
In the mimicry scene, there is a shimmering line running through the entire projection area, which is cut diagonally from above, about the depth of Beishan Lake, and moved by a distance of about 110 screens, suddenly disappearing. After a few seconds, several rounds of refreshing past, the conspicuous light band changed another angle, appeared in the edge area of ​​the south bank, and was still distorted, cutting the entire image of the scene.
"..."
"Miss Xinyan?"
Bai Xinyan did not respond, just debug the equipment, and his eyes were unprecedentedly focused. After a few operations, the bright stripes disappeared from the projection area again, as if it was just an accident.
"Is it a bug of the device ... hey?"
Bright streaks appeared again, this time lasting much longer than the previous two, flickering and cutting in the projected area, running wild.
"Display error, or a special mental field phenomenon?"
"It's interference."
"Which aspect?"
Bai Xinyan was about to speak, and suddenly stunned, Yusuke Tamagawa responded almost the same. Because at this moment, the two of them received the same message from different channels:
"Operation stopped tonight."
At this moment, the mimicry picture was refreshed again. In the spiritual ocean, those extremely dark "root systems" were fading away quickly. After several refreshes, there was no trace.
"Yangxia ..." Yusuke Tamagawa called out subconsciously, but received no response.
Looking at the projection area again, the bright stripes disappeared again.
Yusuke Tamagawa looked at Bai Xinyan, who was still in a state of semi-obsession, clearly receiving news from other channels. He was agitated, but he had to hold back.
After a while, Bai Xinyan raised her lips again: "What a terrible experience!"
"Which?"
"When cooking soup, I found that someone was stirring in your soup pot, probably this is the taste."
Yusuke Tamagawa can also guess that the key is the following information: "Who is it?"
"At present, I probably only see the soup swirling, but I can't find the stirring spoon ... This is a magic trick! Maybe it is a transit encounter, maybe a prank, maybe it is specifically targeted, but in any case, this is an extraordinary species With regard to the issue of the level, with the prudence of the hundred episodes of the Pope, it has not been resolved clearly, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to take new actions.
"After all, there are secrets that cannot be revealed here."
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