Chapter 230: Group AB (II)

"Huo!"

Ronan suddenly got up from the bed, he had just taken a shower, but he was already covered with a thin layer of sweat, which was startled.

The two perspectives of the cat's eye and the human-faced spider clearly show the scene in the ruins. At this moment, the world with Tian Bang as the core, with the flame of blood and the fire of format, is divided into a clear three-layer structure, and the three levels seem to be separated, but the internal logic, because of the existence of Tian Bang, there is a subtle unity.

What supports the essence of the power of the burner is undoubtedly the "prototype format", the "high imitation of format theory" stolen by Yan Hong and Quantum.

However, what was presented to him was really the archetypal format?

Ronan turned to the side and looked at the notebook on the bedside table. The two notebooks are together, the top layer is his black notebook, and below is the grandfather's experimental records.

He reached over and pulled out the one underneath, his fingertips brushing over the somewhat bulging and distorted cover. After a pause, he lifted the cover, revealing the classic tetrahedron on the title page and its three-layered structure of an inscribed and circumscribed sphere.

There was no light in the room, but Ronan's eyes and mind lamps were already illuminated, and the textures and lines of the graphics were all clear, and the slight pauses and bends were all vivid.

Of course, there is also the sixteen-character formula: my heart is like a prison, my heart is like a furnace; My heart is a mirror, and my heart is a country.

Graphics and words are so familiar that they are engraved in the soul. But at this moment, obviously touching with his fingertips, he felt in a trance that there was an invisible barrier.

At this time, because of the continuous fierce scenes, the task window has become unprecedentedly active, and Papercut and Xue Lei are actively expressing their opinions, and Maoyan's judgment is more daring:

"It looks like an extraordinary level."

She didn't say which one, because whether it was Tian Bang or Mo Lun, between offense and defense, they had already exceeded the limit of what an architect should have, at least in her opinion.

Paper-cutting agreed: "In the heyday of Molun, there was only one line away from the transcendent species, and now the burning form god, with an irreversible determination, may be able to touch the threshold of the transcendent species...... Secretary He, what do you think? ”

He Yueyin dodged the question of the transcendent species and responded, "Tian Bang should be stronger. In the early mechanical transformation, the proportion of his body modification has exceeded 60%, but he was able to gradually grasp the power of the prototype format in the experiment day after day, without even borrowing the movement technology, which is a miracle in itself, and it is a breakthrough. ”

At this time, everyone saw that Mo Lun, who was located directly in front of Tian Bang, was really incompatible with the three-layer structure of "red, white and black", and it was natural that he was rejected and pressured like never before.

It was the kung fu of discussion, and Mo Lun's thin body seemed to be pressed into the deep sea in an instant, and under the terrifying pressure from all directions, it twisted and deformed, and then collapsed.

"Hoo ......"

A soft exhalation sounded, surprisingly clear. With his breath, Moron turned into a ghost and appeared on Tian Bang's flank, his posture the same as before.

"Meaningless obsessions...... Someone who has already entered the incinerator! As he spoke, Tian Bang still maintained his attack stance, but he did not adjust to Morun's displacement, he still looked ahead, even though it was already empty.

The voice fell, and Moren's figure disintegrated again and shifted again. But as long as he is covered by the formatting field, it is difficult to maintain stability for a long time in any direction.

In other words, Tian Bang's domain has all-round control.

In the end, Moren still returned to the front of Tian Bang and faced his attack posture.

"It's really a 'domain', right? Take the initiative! The paper-cut was convinced by He Yueyin's interpretation, and combined with the judgment of the cat's eye, "Now, is Tian Bang already an extraordinary species?" ”

"I'm not qualified to judge." He Yueyin still did not answer positively.

At this moment, a sentence suddenly interjected in the task window: "The so-called 'Super Burner' has a breakthrough in the prototype format?" ”

It was Ronan who spoke.

Several people on this side of the mission window more or less knew about the complex relationship between him and the "prototype format", and the atmosphere of the discussion was suddenly suffocated.

Ronan apparently asked He Yueyin, but the latter did not respond.

In this regard, Ronan continued to ask: "How far has the research of the prototype format progressed?" ”

His thoughts are reflected in the virtual mission window through the Lingbo network, and are perceived by others. The corresponding mood and will also seem to penetrate the space and reach another corner of the city.

This is an office of about 20 square meters, the desks, chairs and utensils are modern and simple, and the lines are sharp and bright, like moving the two-dimensional design drawing directly, lacking the actual texture.

The only vivid presence in the office is He Yueyin. At this time, she sat quietly in her office chair, the light screen on the table was always on, and four or five virtual screens were projected by the projector at the same time, representing the various tasks handled.

At the same time, outside the office, there are also figures coming and going, providing assistance and services for the "brain center" in this room.

It has only been a month for He Yueyin to enter this kind of office mode, but she has gradually become accustomed to this rhythm, and she is also handy at handling three or five affairs at the same time, involving associations, government affairs, families and other fields.

But at this time, she rarely stopped, her vision was empty, a little tired, and a little powerless.

Comforting people has never been her forte.

Sitting still for a moment, she didn't deal with any of the virtual desktop's affairs, nor did she respond to Ronan, but just flicked the bracelet and activated a certain function. Her pupils constricted slightly, filtering the light so she could see a virtual interface in the air that had just been erected—and only she could see.

On the interface, the graphic presentation of the tetrahedron is presented, and there is a translucent letter "B" rotating inside, He Yueyin reached out, and the information such as the palm fingerprint path, body temperature, and special bands were examined one by one, and after two seconds, it passed the secret level identification, and the next level of the page opened, and the relevant database was also opened to her.

"Tian Bang, codenamed TBX, real-time condition monitoring."

Soon, on the side of the interface, a virtual human figure was presented. All kinds of markings point out the relevant data of their key parts, and there are a large number of formulas and instructions that are brushed like a stream.

He Yueyin roughly swept through the relevant entries and was silent.

At this time, the bracelet vibrated and there was communication access. After the invisible interface is turned on, the calls that can be made are all encrypted communication, and He Yueyin will be connected after scanning his eyes.

"Hello, Dr. Pan."

"Hello, Ms. Ho. I just noticed that you entered the system query page, which is relatively rare, so I came to ask. ”

"Well, congratulations, Dr. Pan, there's been a breakthrough in research."

"Yes, Tian Bang is in Xia City. You know you're following him, and this kid will be happy. A hearty laugh came from the other side, "There has been good progress so far, and this is the credit of everyone in Group B, and it is also the victory of the entire research system." ”

"Yes, it's a victory for the system."

He Yueyin echoed in a low voice, not so much as a response, but a re-reinforcement of his own thoughts.

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