Just a few days after entering December, a wave of cold snaps came unexpectedly, and the temperature was minus 20 degrees Celsius, and the snow fell in severe cold weather, turning the summer city into a capital of ice and snow.

The north wind is howling outside the window, but in a library of Zhixing College, it is as warm as spring. In the specially opened studio, the lights are dim, and the projection structure spread out layer by layer on the huge circular operating table paints the cheeks of the surrounding young men and women, which looks strange.

It is true that the operating table is very large, but the thirty or fifty people are gathered together, and there is still a division of the inner and outer levels.

The inner layer, which is next to the operating table, is naturally of a higher status, and they are engaged in a heated discussion, forming a buzzing chorus; As for the outer layer, some people are staring on tiptoe, while others are not concerned about themselves and simply chatting.

Of course, there is another type of person who is out of step with the current environment. Ronan is like that. He leaned against the corner against the wall, turned on the soft screen of imitation paper, and scribbled on it, with almost no presence, and few people paid attention to what he was doing.

Ronan was happy to do so. In this room, he only knew two or three people, and Xue Lei, who was closest to him, was on the periphery of the workbench, with his tall body, condescending to watch the excitement.

This powerful friend who can easily kill the lion and tiger, the sound of breathing is faint, and the frequency of his heartbeat has dropped to less than twenty times per minute, but the powerful power of qi and blood surges and expands in the fascia of his blood vessels, muscles, and fascia, forming a slight oscillation that is close to the infrasonic range, which spreads out at a level that ordinary people cannot perceive.

That calm and heavy rhythm, if you describe it by timbre, is probably Huang Zhong Dalu, the bells and drums are ringing in unison, and it can be called a standout among the members of the full room.

This is a difference in the level of life.

At a level closer to reality, the voices of speech, low laughter, and breathing are mixed and scattered, and the peaks and valleys of sound waves are rushing or merging, resulting in complex deformations. If the semantic factor is calculated, it will undoubtedly paint a scene without aesthetic feeling.

Ronan, as the "recorder", couldn't help but shake his head. But the hand is constantly ongoing, outlining more and more complex line structures.

Seeing that the new page is no longer the same, a more directional sound wave is put into Ronan's ear hole: "Brother Nan......"

The word "brother" is a bit vague, like a mixture of "he" and "of", which is the alienation of the transition from "Nanzi" to "Nange".

In the case of a higher age and grade, it is really a bit difficult for a young man like Tian Qi to take the initiative to change his name and assume the position of younger brother, but this is also Tian Qi's own decision.

Tian Qi, whose name is the same as Gong Qi, is just a young man in estrus who wants to use the occult to pick up girls, even if he has such and such problems, he is much cuter than the deputy secretary-general.

At this time, he leaned into Ronan's ear and reminded in a low voice: "Brother Nan, the performance of group activities will be recorded as points......

That's right, the place where Ronan is now is the collective activity site of the "Secret Ritual Deconstruction Group" of the Occult Research Society. As a member of the Order Club, he participated in this event because after a few months of tearing up, the Occult Research Society finally defeated the Construction Engineering Society and took ownership of the North Shore Cogwheel, the only asset of the Order Club.

Since the original site of the Occult Research Society has not yet reached the lease period, it will take some time to relocate and purchase various equipment, and the relocation of the society has not yet begun. However, as the "left-behind personnel" of the Order Club, according to the school's principle of "no one is missing", he and Xue Lei merged into the Occult Research Society together and started a new club career.

Today is the second collective activity after Ronan and Xue Lei merged. For the first time, the relevant person in charge also gave them some introductions, and this time they should do what to do.

The reason for this state of semi-oblivion is, of course, due to Ronan's lack of social fitness. But the former president Du Yong Du Niangniang broke out of the house, and the new president Blood Peony Tang Yi patted his ass and went to the wilderness with his mentor to do the project.

Ronan heard a certain sissy wail many times: Since you want to be the shopkeeper, why did you want to take my seat in the first place?

In any case, Ronan has to adapt to a new environment, and Tian Qi's flattery saves him a lot of effort. It is precisely because of Tian Qi's hard work that Ronan and Xue Lei will not be completely isolated here from the beginning, and at least have a few nodding friends.

Because of this, of course, for Tian Si's sake, Ronan is also relatively gentle to Tian Qi and doesn't mind chatting with him more.

"The group topic is the restoration of the 'Eleusis Secret Rite', and I am actually quite interested in these things, but I don't know anything about them, and I need to collect information."

Ronanken responded, which made Tian Qi breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly sat next to him, laughing at himself: "Who else can do it?" This is an old antique from the 19th century BC, the legendary ancient Greek era, its core stage is already a secret in the secret, looking at the 22nd century, after more than 4,000 years, what else can be left, everyone doesn't know how to pretend to understand. ”

"Okay, some people have interesting ideas."

Ronan didn't say anything polite, and after he actually entered the Occult Research Society, he was a little impressed by this. In this club, except for those rich second generations who are addicted to drugs and have fun, the development of various activities is still quite organized and in-depth.

For example, the "Secret Ritual Deconstruction Group" that Ronan participated in is to carry out research on the secret rituals in the myths of ancient civilizations, and try to deconstruct them with more modern occult concepts.

It sounds ridiculous that the gods came down and blessed these things. However, if these concepts are put into another way and are described as the interaction between spirit and matter, and the interference of spiritual forces, will they suddenly be linked to supernatural forces?

Not only is the idea interesting, but some of the magic array configurations and the like in this look very professional, and with Ronan's two knife attainments in occultism, he really can't find anything wrong.

Tian Qi wanted to express his concern: "Brother Nan, after the winter vacation, but a special laboratory will be assigned, and credit scoring is very important......

Ronan smiled: "In today's assignment, I have participated in the construction of the original 'Davy Star' structure, and two suggestions have been adopted, and 0.5 credits have been completed this semester. ”

Although I found a friend of the association to cheat......

"Well, that's right." Tian Qi suddenly realized. He didn't expect the stubble of "cheating", in his opinion, the occult attainments of the former president Du Yong, who was still counting on Ronan to solve his doubts in the aurora cloud capital, can imagine what Ronan's level is in this regard.

was about to slap a few sycophants, but he heard Ronan say: "You should go to gear after the winter vacation, is there a special laboratory there, others don't count." ”

"Uh......" Tian Qi instinctively shrunk his neck.

To say that Tian Qi's first impression of Ronan was relatively average, but as the familiarity deepened, especially after walking in the aurora cloud that day, the psychological positioning was completely subverted. That day, he played soy sauce all the way, but he also saw Ronan's strong circle of friends and his core position in the circle of friends.

Let's not talk about Du Yong's affairs, the top gentlemen Xie Junping and Hu Huaying are simply followers in front of Ronan, and his cousin Tian Si, who he has always regarded as the biggest reliance in the college, directly tore his face with Chen Weican, the vice president of the student union of the headquarters, because of Ronan's words or two.

Such an "energetic" person really wants to scold the Occult Research Society, no matter what the victory or defeat is, it is also a fight between immortals, and he, a mortal, may not even have the qualifications to stand in line and cheer.

Thinking of the possible conflict after that, Tian Qi was a little stunned for a while. Ronan didn't care about him, when he chatted before, most of his energy was still focused on the collection and analysis of the sound level, and he had been scribbling and painting on the interface of the imitation paper soft screen to record his experience.

Tian Qi was a little embarrassed after being silent for a long time, and subconsciously glanced at it twice, and when he saw the drawing interface, his eyes were a little divergent:

Could it be that he has a low IQ? Why can't you see the coherence at all? Those chaotic lines and random drawings of symbols are simply a great mockery of human reason.

Ronan knew that Tian Qiqi was dizzy, but he didn't mean to explain. Whether it was chatting or being silent, he never forgot where his energy should go.

Since Ronan set the basic principle of "watching and waiting" for the cloud world and Gong Qi, he has gradually collected his mind and done those more practical things while maintaining observation.

At first, he was still very worried that if he was not careful, Gong Qi would suddenly make a breakthrough and penetrate the reality of the cloud world, but he could only watch and be powerless.

But as time passed, his uneasy thoughts gradually settled, and his eyes cast into the cloud world became more and more calm. The object of his observation, however, has become irritated and restless in the rush and pretentiousness of the day, especially when he is alone, and has become more and more frequent.

Ronan is like watching a trapped beast in a trap, even if it is not injured, but it can only circle in a small space, struggling in front of insurmountable obstacles, until the toxins of negative emotions penetrate layer by layer, corroding reason and will.

Of course, Gong Qi's negative emotions are also repeated. Either way, this is one of the top people in the world, and he knows how to regulate his emotions, regain his senses, and stay in shape.

This kind of repetition sometimes makes Ronan feel frustrated that he has lost his previous efforts.

But it was also this kind of repetition that forced Ronan to get used to it, forced him to polish his patience, and gradually understood that the twists and turns of the development of events were the norm. He even learned some adjustment methods from Gong Qi, and also understood how to grasp his own rhythm, and use a solid and orderly attitude to grind away the burrs in his heart little by little, and grind away those emotional noises that may affect his judgment.

More than ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and Ronan began to feel that his condition was getting better and better. Not only can I do things steadily and steadily, but I also always maintain sensitivity and vigilance to the target of observation.

Firm and sharp, like a quenched sword, both tough and sharp, but hidden in the sheath, do not forget to take care of it, just waiting for the moment of blood sacrifice.

"Sss

Ronan's breath exhaled from his mouth and nose seemed to carry the roar of a golden blade splitting the wind, which was a different image from all the creatures around him.

When Ronan listened to the wonderful imagery from his own breath, the world composed of various sound waves intertwined seemed to be cut down by a sharp blade, separated and intertwined, and suddenly transparent.