Paper-cutting's gaze turned around in the central control room: "Nanzi is not here?" ”

As he spoke, he went into the house, but as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by the red fox.

"You wait." The red fox's eyebrows and eyes were cold, his feet were silent, and he did not carry a little wind, and entered the central control room. During this period, the nose twitched slightly, distinguishing the smell in the room, and even went to other entrances and exits such as elevators to investigate.

Ronan was bloodied due to his eye injury, and the Red Fox's well-trained nose was enough to discern where it was going. However, after turning around inside and out, the red fox's face became more and more ugly.

The smell showed a message that he couldn't understand.

"There was no sign of going out."

"Huh?"

"There is no smell left in the elevator or the security door, and it didn't go out from that side."

Papercut blinked, and looked back in the direction they came: "The smell doesn't show the direction, Nanzi also came from here last time, did you go back the same way?"

"I can tell." The red fox didn't lift his head, and walked to the edge of the console, where the core of what should have been the entire building was now a huge garbage heap, completely destroyed by the tank.

As Red Fox tries to restore the scene, he looks at the scrapped console and quickly discovers something unusual. In a certain area of the garbage heap, a huge amount of current has just passed through it, and because the operating table has been destroyed, the resistance is extremely high, resulting in ablation marks, but there are no wires here.

was pondering, and the paper cut muttered again: "Disappear out of thin air? It doesn't look like something was wrong......"

As he spoke, the paper figure he controlled was bouncing out of the building, extending his senses to confirm that the manta rays were still very well-behaved as firefighters, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Contact the secretary?"

The red fox's face was even worse, but there was no objection.

As soon as the paper-cutting raised his wrist, there was an electronic sound of "dropping" in his ears, and the corresponding thoughts had a place to go, and soon the kaleidoscopic information and consciousness were docked, and the feeling suddenly became lively.

After a lot of tossing, Lingbo finally successfully restarted.

In the past few years in Xia Cheng, paper-cutting has long been accustomed to the six-eared body, and the life of cutting into the Lingbo network at any time is immediately relieved. He is also a ghost, and he searched the list of friends for the first time, and suddenly saw:

Ronan Online!

The tetrahedral head is very eye-catching.

"Hey, Nanzi, where are you?" Decoupage call.

The red fox Huo Ran turned his head and stared at him.

As for Ronan's side, there was silence for a moment, that is, for a second or two, and a strange noise sounded, forming a disturbance, making Paper Cutting almost think that the Lingbo Network was about to have a problem again.

Fortunately, the murmur quickly disappeared, and Ronan's voice rang out: "I'm ...... Well, wait a minute. ”

This sentence sounded a little dumb, and a little floating, and the paper-cutting was stunned when he heard it, and he asked again: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Ronan still responded in a dumb voice, and could sense that there was something wrong with his emotions.

The red fox couldn't stand this kind of unfocused conversation, and also accessed it from the Lingbo network, and asked, "What about the snake language?" ”

"Suicide."

The red fox and the papercut looked at each other.

Ronan didn't mean to explain further, and asked them, "You're in the central control room, there's nothing going on over there, right?" ”

"It's okay......"

Before he finished speaking, someone applied for access to the call, and it was not one, but several. He Yueyin, Zhang Yingying, Rock Blasting, Bamboo Pole, Octopus...... Even Bai Xinyan came to join in the fun.

But almost all the people who Ronan knew were in a swarm.

Ronan didn't expect that he still had this popularity. He's not good at it, and he'd rather have a quiet environment, especially now.

Fortunately, the other side is also aware of this situation, and at the moment, He Yueyin took the lead, established an internal channel, pulled all relevant personnel in, and then changed to a message mode, only she, the founder, kept the voice and asked questions on behalf of everyone:

"Mr. Luo, how is your body and eyes?"

While He Yueyin was speaking, on the internal channel interface, all kinds of text had been quickly swiped on the screen, and it felt more lively than the voice mode.

Ronan only responded in a low voice: "It's okay, I can see it." ”

"Mr. Luo, I don't recommend that you stay in gear for too long, there are already people posting photos and videos of manta rays flying on the Internet, and the movement in the jungle on the north shore is too big, and professionals need to deal with it in the future."

He Yueyin always maintained a calm and rational attitude, and she could probably guess Ronan's thoughts, adding: "10 minutes ago, I already notified the firefighters to rush there, and they should be there soon." "I know." Ronan was delicate, and replied simply, "I'll leave right away." ”

"It's good that Mr. Luo is back in Yundu Shuiyi, the Sacred Heart Hospital here is relatively well-equipped......"

"Okay." Ronan's response became more and more brief, and even after replying, he went offline directly, making it clear that he didn't want to say more.

This attitude made the people in the internal channel very inexplicable.

"What's wrong? Angry? ”

"Anyone who is tossed by those people at the club will be angry."

"Are you sure it's not because of a bunch of fools who can't help it?"

"Hey, hey, think about yourself!"

"Is it stress response syndrome? Frightened and angry and killed, look, black beetle, informant, tank, snake language, the whole four lives, hmm, has he killed anyone before? ”

"Like...... Didn't you? Zhang Yingying was not sure.

At this time, the paper-cut did not say a word, and uploaded several pictures, all of which were displayed on the corpse of the tank, from all angles.

Red Fox made a note: "Boss Luo's masterpiece." ”

Zhang Yingying sent a stunned expression, and turned on the barrage effect, sliding all the way from right to left. Others followed, a flurry of sluggish, confused expressions gliding over the photos of the corpses.

Ronan didn't care what others said about him, and after ending the call, he kept his old posture and looked around at him, ignoring the pain in his sockets, which was already numb.

The circular space, the circular chairs, as well as the wall lamps, bookshelves, foot pedals and other arrangements, create a comfortable and calm atmosphere in a small space, which is a tree hole hut on a sandbar of dead trees.

Ronan stared blankly at the furnishings in the room, and looked at his own hands. After a few seconds, he jerked to his feet, leaned against the damp tree wall, and staggered up the stone steps to the upper level of the treehouse.

In front of the viewing window, the scroll-like window spreads out to the sides, and the darkness inside and outside quickly merges, trying to drown out all existence.

Ronan could still see that the sandbar of the dead trees was five or six hundred meters away from the gear, and at this angle, the gear was like an unfinished painting, revealing only part of the silhouette and shadows, and one or two ignition points that had not been completely extinguished were still flashing.

How did you get here?

What happened in between?

What did he see?

In fact, Ronan didn't want to be eager to get the ultimate answer, he wanted to confide and discuss everything he had just experienced to others, in great detail, and talk about it for as long as he wanted.

But today's situation is doomed, there is no such person.

He could only silently watch the gears and watch this building stand silently in the long river of time, presenting the simplest and most insignificant side to the world......

At this time, the rumble of a real firefighting helicopter was already heard from the night sky in the distance. On Lingbo Online, He Yueyin knew that he was offline, but he still left a message to remind him to meet with Red Fox and Paper Cutting as soon as possible, and try to hide the manta fish as much as possible, and go to Yundu Shuiyi to rendezvous.

Ronan didn't reply, his gaze resting on the gears, his mind seeming to be clear, not to be clear. "Coupling theory" can explain his suffering, but pure theory cannot fully show the whole picture of a great work.

It's rigorous, it's magical, it's beautiful!

Most importantly, it's the work of my mother, and I've only got a glimpse of half of it.

It shouldn't be this way!

Ronan leaned forward, his head already poking out of the viewing window, and the wind of the autumn night was wrapped in ashes and jungle smell, rushing into his nose, obviously icy, but the excitement of the fire penetrated into his brain.

An emotion, an impulse, no matter how difficult it is to suppress.

Ronan clasped his hands tightly on the edge of the view, and his mind moved, not far away, the manta ray, who was fetching water from the small lake, immediately gave up his work, and his long pectoral fin wings only swayed slightly, and his huge body reached the top of the submerged sandbar, next to the edge of the dead tree.

"Let's go!" Ronan let out a low cry of force, and actually made his body jump out of the viewing window, falling to the edge of the manta ray's pectoral fin, and the long wings were slightly closed, causing his body to slide all the way to the flat back of the big fish.

The viewing window closed silently, and the dead tree was restored to its proper appearance. Ronan, on the other hand, struggled to get up, but his feet were still a little weak, and he almost fell again, thanks to the manta ray's strong body, which gave him a timely elastic support.

Without waiting for his balance to fully regain his balance, he staggered forward until he came to the head of the manta ray, grabbed a pair of head fins that had turned up, and then let out a long breath and said softly:

"Fly, find the best angle!"

The manta ray let out a low roar, and the whistling air flow broke several stumps of the dead tree, and the giant body swam upward, reaching a height of more than 100 meters in a blink of an eye.

Finally, his unusual behavior attracted the attention of others. There seemed to be a shout of paper-cutting in the jungle, and as for the six ears, in the bracelet, there were also people calling and reminding.

Ronan didn't respond at all, he just looked at the sky.

Pingjiang District, where the college is located, belongs to the specially designated educational functional area of Xiacheng, and even if there is a rising index of skyscrapers of "Yundu Shuiyi" towering into the clouds, it is still one of the areas with the lowest average height of buildings, and the distribution of air traffic layers is relatively sparse.

If you look up, the field of vision is actually very open, and tonight the weather is good, and three or five stars can't wait to break through the light pollution of the city and appear in all corners of the sky.

But as the manta ray flew upward, the cold wind blew on his face, and in Ronan's heart, in front of his eyes and ears, there was a different scene:

It is the rushing clouds and ice crystals;

It is a wind that roars like a dragon;

It is the vast land of Hellfire;

It is a strange world that I would never have imagined or imagined in the past sixteen years.

Dangerous, deadly, and with the allure of poppies,

Ronan could barely tell the difference between reality and illusion, and at that moment, the manta ray's high body returned to normality and began to hover in the sky.

At present, it is already thousands of meters high, condescending, you can see the rotation of heaven and earth, the meandering of rivers, and the dark void and the light pollution of the city paint the background, forming a dark and oppressive picture, diffusing the field of vision, hundreds of millions of creatures, coming and going in it, or numb or wanton, swaying the heat of life.

Ronan never really understood the city. Just like at this moment, Xia Cheng is just the background of his life, and he only pays attention to the slight point under this background.

Cogs.

For Ronan, there is only here, pure and clear, no matter how chaotic the background elements are, as long as they are close to here, there is a visible and invisible order, a tangible and invisible gear, intertwining and biting between heaven and earth, and slowly moving around the wonderful eye.

Rigorous, magical, beautiful...... Authentic!

Ronan was stunned to see this gorgeous situation that shook his soul and may have been understood by him alone, and his self-consciousness seemed to work with it, becoming part of an invisible and grand order, and expanding outward layer by layer, combing through all things in heaven and earth within his reach.

So he knew that within a radius of tens of kilometers, almost all the high-definition cameras on the high-rise buildings in the area were turned around, as well as high-altitude ships, and maybe even orbiting satellites at an altitude of hundreds of kilometers, locking on the night sky where he was, staring coldly.

As for the spiritual induction, it is covered by the slightest twist and turn from all spiritual levels, and it is not one or two.

I don't know how many people and how many ways they pay attention to this side of the world and his every move.

However, compared to the hundreds of millions of residents of Xia City, compared to the tens of billions of living beings in the world, what is this?

Knowing is order, and ignorance is disorder. The message of disorder is like an illusion, dissolving in the light and fog of this vast metropolis.

It's like that figure, that name, that soul, that pride surging in Ronan's heart, there is nowhere to go.

To tell the world about her wonderful ideas and her great achievements, it takes a thousand words and long words, and the ambiguity of a few words may be thousands of miles apart.

In the vast world, who can confide in and who can understand?

Could it be that he is a crazy grandfather in a sanatorium?

Eventually...... I'm the only one.

Mom, now, it's just me.

I'm the only one!

Feeling Ronan's emotions, thousands of meters in the air, the manta swooped down, and the flattened giant body seemed to be tied by the invisible long line of order, turning into a strange and magnificent huge kite, circling around the center and circling rapidly.

The wind was howling, Ronan's eyes were hot, his vision was distorted, only the rotating gear, circling time, trance-like pupils, like the center of the world, the source of order, all things in heaven and earth were dissolved in it, docking and coupling with his mind.

"Boom!"

The galaxy is vast, hundreds of millions of stars, in the surging emotional storm, trembling slightly, millions of starlight, like water droplets, turned into a river in a blink of an eye, and the rolling soul power burst the external neurons, overflowing in an instant, like a river bursting its embankment, rushing down.

It is this rush that brings up two gears of different sizes, like waves crashing on a waterwheel, finding an opportunity to rotate synchronously.

The qi machine rubbed, the electric light burst out, the vertical and horizontal weaving, in the blink of an eye, it was impossible to count, only the explosion of Ronan's blood and blood, pain or excitement, how can you understand it? can only be pushed by the surging emotions, and scream with a split throat.

There are no scruples, no considerations, only the pure and extreme emotions, mixed with electric light, resounding on the spiritual level.

"Mom!"

The sound of thunder crushed through the void.

(This chapter is 4,000 words, make up for it a little.) It's really that two materials were written yesterday, and I stayed up all night, and it turned out that this chapter was a rework...... ）