Ronan was full of words, after all, most of them were joking, and he didn't rush to show it, but found a secluded place with Xue Lei, and finished the lunch class seriously, and then turned his mind back to the team again.

Consciousness is attached to the ink, and as expected, there is still a meeting over there, just a working meal. Both Peony and Dragon Qi behaved professionally, and Ink also took the opportunity to show the important reasons why it has a huge body:

It eats almost a man's portion of a bird.

After the meal, the group had a meeting on the side of the road, and the ink was on the roof of the civilian SUV, and the luggage rack on it was just right for its thick toes to grasp and stand firmly. It's just that the head is hanging and hanging, and it has entered a state of half-sleep.

For birds, the long-term quiet pretending, coupled with the effect of eating, consumes considerable physical energy. It's also somewhat against nature. Therefore, when Ronan's mind cut in, the ink was agitated, and he screamed twice, and without hesitation, he flapped his wings and flew away, and flew under the radiant sun in the blink of an eye.

Under the sun, the ink is black and the feathers are refreshing, shaking in the wind, and glowing with a faint blue brilliance, which is a little dazzling. The dark shadows and the sun merge together in a surprising harmony, which attracts the surprise of the intelligence officer Ertu, and of course, there are some suspicions of making amusement:

"This crow is strong and mighty, and it is human, it can be called a divine horse."

As soon as the words fell, the ink flicked its wings, turned in a different direction, flew away, and disappeared after a while.

Ertor snorted, put his hand on the awning, and looked up at the sky: "What's wrong?" ”

Peony didn't raise his head: "Don't worry about it." ”

The ink hovered in the sky for a moment, then found its target, corrected its direction slightly, and in a short time came to the top of the old road that ran through the city, and flew along the road.

It is said that it wants to take the initiative, but it is not immediately giving orders to the operation team. With such a heavy sense of shame, Ronan couldn't use it for a while.

Years of experimental experience have forced him to be cautious, as long as his brain is not hot, he does not mind collecting more information and information for judgment.

The operations team is doing something similar, but unfortunately it is too different from Ronan's area of expertise to be of use to him. It is also thanks to Zhang Yingying's lobbying in many ways that he woke up in time, otherwise he would have been following the ass of the action team, and in the end it would only be a waste of time.

Of course, before everything starts, the first thing Ronan has to do is to test the upper and lower limits of the ink's ability, especially the perception range, which is the guy who eats, and there is no room for error.

According to Ronan's experience, in the case of out-of-body souls, unity of form and spirit, and fulcrum of believers, the sensing radius is an order of magnitude difference.

That is to say, under the premise that the soul out-of-body induction can reach 20 kilometers, the normal state of soul and body unity is limited to two kilometers; "Believers" like ink should wait for it, it should be about 200 meters, and if it is deliberately blessed, it will be improved again.

However, judging from previous experience, if the intelligence information is too complex, most of the brain capacity of ink cannot be handled, and "packet loss" and "frame drop" are very normal, and it will take a while to adjust.

To be honest, this is the job that should have been done a few days ago, just because Ronan has too many things at hand, he always forgets it, and pushes it again and again until now.

"Let's test the upper limit first...... Hey? ”

When it came to fruition, the situation was somewhat unexpected: where was the packet loss?

Between Ronan's body and the ink, it seems that a high-speed magnetic track has been opened, and the relevant information does not need any transfer, and it is a direct stop. No, it seems that there is no transmission process, and the distance in space is distorted for some reason.

It's a strange and familiar feeling.

It took Ronan a moment to reminisce, and he finally remembered that after he painted the galaxy with a sketch of life in the Frost River Reality, he seemed to pull the talisman in this way, and evolved into the Colosseum, and killed the human-faced spiders raised by the Order of Justice.

After all, the magic talisman is a dark side species, and it belongs to the spiritual level, and it makes sense to summon it. Ink has a substantial form, so this difference is reflected in the transmission of information?

In any case, with this connection, the only factor that restricts the ink's ability to detect is its own carrying limit.

It's a lot easier.

As the most commonly used live test subject during Ronan's repeated experiments, the ink has been able to survive until now, and naturally has its miraculousness. Moreover, in Ronan's "format theory" system, it has also jumped to the level of "staff", and its connection with Ronan is closer, which further catalyzes its basic capabilities.

Ronan was eager to try.

The ink turned into a black shadow and swept over the buildings on both sides of the old road. For Ronan, it was like a scout released in a strategy game, and where he passed, the fog of war was peeled away, revealing a corridor about two or three hundred meters wide.

It's just that the reality scenes revealed are mostly blurred, and what is even more scorching is the floating and changing star group Tianhe in it.

Ronan doesn't have any clear ideas at the moment, anyway, he just needs to play his strengths. His specialty is not just the "global sensing" that forces the cat's eye to change careers, but in this matter alone, he feels that the starry sky framed by life sketches should be more suitable.

At this time, with the ink as the center, a small piece of starry sky is opened, echoing the vast galaxy of ontological induction, covering all the existence of living beings within this range.

Ronan was afraid of being inattentive, so he honestly scanned the star structures one by one, not wanting to miss a single detail. During this period, Peony did not contact him, so he simply scanned all the way at a speed of about 80 kilometers per hour.

But after scanning for half an afternoon, the school club activities are about to start, and it is estimated that they are about to fly back to the main city, and there is no gain.

Ronan began to feel the difficulty of the business. He didn't have a particularly clear idea for the time being, so he could only work hard. The scanning radius of two or three hundred meters is already the top of Xiacheng, but in front of the huge Xiacheng area and suburbs, it is still too clumsy.

"The induction radius of the ink is still too small, is it possible to change the body?"

When I was pondering, it was cold, and the special sensing flickered.

Ronan was overjoyed, whether it was a target or not, his attention was instantly focused. Under the starry sky constructed by the sketch of life, a little bright light falls and is imprinted on the star map, and the surrounding scenery is solidified layer by layer, revealing the specific scene.

When he really saw it, Ronan let out a "sigh" and was disappointed.

This is supposed to be the recycling level of the forest wall area, a place where people gather. The target just found was not an aberrant, but a middle-aged man, who was wearing a special robe, a bit like Child's, light gray, and looking very simple.

The location of the middle-aged man is a closed house, which is not large, but the layout is full of rituals. He stood in front of the stage, like a priest, reading the scriptures to others.

Ronan's "gaze" is too careful, too close to the material plane, and the movement triggered is a little big, and the middle-aged man seems to be a little sensitive, his head is slightly offset, and he is a little confused.

Seeing this scene, Ronan immediately thought of the Secret Order, which indeed looked like a religious place.

Yes, it turned out to be a capable person.

The Summer City Explorers Association, the Order, the government, the military, and the foundation, all of them, are counted in a capacity of less than 2,000 people. Say too much, say a lot less, just run into one casually, should I say that his luck is good or bad?

That's right, at the level of life sketches, the difference between a capable person and a normal person is too great......

Oops, that's stupid.

Ronan in the school slapped his forehead, and the ink wings in flight were almost hooked, but fortunately, he reacted in the middle of the fall and slapped his wings again to regain altitude.

For half an afternoon, he didn't have a brain. The life sketch of the capable person is already so special, and the nature of the aberrant species is even more different, this is an obvious fact, he has come to a similar conclusion before, but he even wasted half an afternoon on this!

For his own brain, Ronan is also drunk.

Now that I have encountered someone's preaching scene, it is somewhat Ronan's fault. He also didn't want to have more complications, so he wanted to unfollow. But in the end, I subconsciously swept it, inexplicably felt familiar, and then calmed down, but saw an "acquaintance".

Well, it's a little familiar, I just saw it today, it was the morning at the reservoir, and I jumped out to ask the members of the action team if it was the kid who wanted to "fight the gangsters".

The child looked like he was five or six years old at most, mixed in with a group of adults who were listening, and it was quite eye-catching.

It's actually here...... Class?

Xia Cheng's traditional political power is relatively strong, and in terms of religious beliefs, it adopts the principle of "minors avoid, adults choose independently", a little doll runs from afar to listen to the priest's sermon, even if there are parents to follow, it is not in accordance with the rules.

The thought was just a turn, and he didn't think about it again, after all, it had nothing to do with him.

But seeing this child, Ronan also woke up to the fact that the distance he flew out seemed to be a little far, more than an hour away, in case something happened, there was no way to echo the peony.

He decided to go back the way he came.

At this time, the "priest" who did not know what denomination, perhaps because of his restlessness, also announced the end of today's sermon class, and the group of people withdrew from the room in an orderly manner.

As for the little one, he came out wrapped up in the crowd and picked up an electric scooter on the side of the road, also along the old road to the west.

Hey, he's alone!

Ronan found something unreasonable again, and the electric scooter driven by the child was obviously modified. Using the speed of ink as a reference, the speed is definitely more than 50 kilometers per hour, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is galloping in this simple structure.

I saw Ronan pinch a cold sweat for him.

There are not many cars on this abandoned old highway, but as long as you dare to go on the road, they are somewhat related to the gangsters, and it is normal to go on a rampage and seek thrills.

What are the adults in the child's house doing!

Ronan thought about it, anyway, it's the same way, let's follow. I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what happens, something really happens, and he is uneasy.

The ink is flying in the sky, and the child is unaware, stepping on the skateboard, holding the handlebar, speeding at high speed, and quite comfortable. When there is a slope, he even has to play a few tricks, like a live monkey, and his balance ability is really strong, Ronan is a little admired.

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