Chapter 554: Mica Body (4)
In the early morning, the wind blowing from the interior of the city was originally wrapped in the cold of late autumn, but under the effect of the heat island effect, after penetrating into the inner city of the city, it was already powerless.
Barty's fat frame is wide and swaggering, occupying nearly a third of the space in the interior of the limousine without partitions. He unbuttoned his suit and let his chest and abdomen vibrate in unrestrained conditions, making an abundant resonant sound.
From the manor near the edge of the city to the inner circle of the city, an hour's drive away, the phone is almost uninterrupted. Even Barty
Deliberately compressing each communication into less than 5 minutes, there is still very little idleness. And in this, almost every communication, the key content of the dialogue is inseparable from two points:
Ronan, and "that gadget that Ronan put out".
As the most authoritative source on the side of Ticheng, the news released by Barty smoothly aroused a series of repercussions.
This is the embodiment of his value.
Of course, in a deeper sense, this shows that Ronan is still a hot spot in the entire circle, and all parties will react quite sensitively and even excessively to the attitudes he expresses and the messages he sends.
"He's just rolling in the oil pan, be careful not to break the oil."
In a recent newsletter, the tone on the other side was like freshly squeezed lemon juice, or that old oriental spice.
"Unfortunately, I'm not used to Chinese food, let alone a chef."
"That's right, but you're an ingredient provider, the kind of hoarder."
"I can take it as a compliment...... It's almost there, wait a minute. β
As he spoke, the car stopped outside the factory gate composed of a group of low-rise buildings, and after a simple identity confirmation, the gate was opened, and the vehicle continued to move, and Barty's identification bracelet was automatically linked to the artificial intelligence built into the factory:
"Greetings to Bitterreef, Mr. Barty. You have an appointment, Mr. Yan Yongbo from the Apocalypse Laboratory, and the other party has arrived early. β
"Oh, I see."
The vehicle drove directly into the underground experimental area, and Morrison, the administrative director of the laboratory, was already waiting at the entrance, expelling an enthusiastic smile to face his big financier.
"Mr. Barty, welcome to the laboratory......"
Barty stretched out his hand and shook Morrison's hand: "I hope there are results of sufficient value waiting for me." β
ββ¦β¦ The laboratory has already made some preliminary judgments. β
"Judgment?"
Although Barty is fat, he can walk with the wind, and in a few steps, he left Morrison behind, forcing this middle-aged successful man in a white coat with a good demeanor to trot briskly to keep up.
It's just that Barty didn't bother to deal with him anymore, and he passed through several access curfews with ease, and soon came to the core area of the Bitter Reef Laboratory.
Barty entered the observation room that was transparent on all sides, and Yan Yongbo was indeed waiting there.
This young member of the Apocalypse Laboratory was using his extraordinary strength at this time, so that his pupils were red, and the blood vessels around the eye sockets, especially near the temples, were bulging and densely woven like a net, and they were still visibly twitching, which was daunting.
The eyes that were sent over also looked fierce and cold.
So much so that Morrison, who was in the back, hesitated, and was outside the observation room, and didn't dare to come in.
Barty didn't care, stepped forward, and greeted Yan Yongbo's secular title: "Sorry, there is some traffic jam on the road, and Ticheng has been lively again recently." Yan Dong, are you satisfied with the environment in the laboratory? β
"If you exclude the human factor, it's okay."
Barty laughed, and then added, "The professionals you brought with you can just fill in the gaps." β
"In the field, everyone is self-righteous and blind, except for Mentor Levi."
Barty didn't refute this argument, but simply asked, "What about Ronan?" β
Yan Yongbo didn't answer this question, just glanced at it coldly again, and turned his head to look at the progress of the experiment.
Barty is very self-aware, he is not "self-righteous", but in related fields, there is no doubt that he is "blind". So, he was just observing and listening to the provisional conclusions of those who dared to speak.
And that's it, arguments are inevitable. Omit and replace those technical terms, and the meaning is probably as follows:
Professional A: "The structure is simple, it does not have direct lethality, the design is homogeneous, and the solid structure is very poor. But in the spiritual realm, especially in the field of configuration, which he has been advocating, it should be possible to build relatively rich virtual components. So it's a material element. β
Pro. B: "No, this should be some kind of distributed architecture, which is very suitable for primary intelligence implantation. If the underlying links are strengthened, a large number of varied patterns can be formed with simple instructions. From this point of view, it is more like a kind of ecological model, which is the embodiment of bionic intelligent technology. β
"Where's the intelligence? Where is the chip? In your fantasies? β
"There's room for it! Are you feeding the dogs with your structural split and restoration results? β
Professional C tried to play a round: "It is completely possible to have both, through bionic technology, to achieve a certain structure, and then use soul power to manipulate ......"
"Shut up, Loser who failed the experiment!"
Seeing the professionals in the laboratory arguing, in the observation room, except for Barty, everyone's faces were not very good.
Morrison, in particular, is already thinking about exiting the room. At this point, Barty asked him, "Dr. Morrison, you are also a professional, what is your opinion?" β
I'm just the head of administration!
Morrison wailed in his heart, but no matter how he said it, he was also a former expert in the study of aberrant species, even if he had withdrawn from the front line for many years, he fooled people...... Well, the basics are still there:
"Maybe it's the professional direction, but of course, Mr. Barty, your description of the scene at the time, and I'm more inclined to 'B''s opinion. In fact, the laboratory has been looking for control groups in social species, such as bees and ants, and ...... in aberrant populations."
Before he could finish speaking, Barty asked again, "What can Ronan do with it?" What can we do with it? Can you find a docking point? β
Morrison is really sweating, and it is not impossible for him to forcibly explain and speculate, but at this already extremely pragmatic level, he is responsible for every word.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, he subconsciously grabbed the handkerchief in his pocket, and wanted to take it out to wipe the sweat, but he also knew that it was not appropriate, and he froze there for a while, extremely embarrassed.
Barty didn't waste time on this person, and turned to Yan Yongbo: "He is looking for me, an unreliable supervisor, and he should always have a purpose." Obviously, to talk to him, you have to understand the value of this, have a need for it, and be willing to bite the hook...... It should have a certain threshold, but not so much that everyone can't understand it. β
"What do you want to say?" Yan Yongbo's brow furrowed was already comparable to his temple area, and he didn't like to be tested, especially by Ronan.
Beneath Barty's bushy beard, the smile was still palpable: "It's a screening question, Ronan, or the people behind him, are screening allies - on the development of the 'New Plane', and for that reason, they are continuing to reveal information.
"Here's how I understand it: the rotten-mouthed ape shown by 'Mr. Mo' solves the problem of existence and non-existence, and Ronan takes out this little thing to show 'what', or what he is willing to take out and share.
"For now, they are still reserved, but they are also a qualified negotiator."
"Negotiations?" The corners of Yan Yongbo's mouth also joined the ranks of twitching, "Follow his rhythm?" Whatever he takes, the fish eats? β
Barty motioned for him to calm down: "I know, you are all quick tempers. Back then, I wanted to eat and wipe clean for Luo Yuandao, but in the end, it turned out that you may have missed the most valuable part. Now he will use the same means for his grandson...... But it's not the wilderness anymore, and Ronan isn't the crazy old man. He is qualified to negotiate, I think so. β
Yan Yongbo was silent, and then turned his face away, not letting Barty see his expression at the moment.
Barty didn't see the blurry reflection on the surrounding glass, and continued: "That little fan sister of the Martial Emperor has already contacted Xia Cheng with this, maybe she can wait a little longer."
"Xia Cheng ......" Yan Yongbo groaned hard, but his thinking was obviously a little unable to keep up.
Barty decided to end the conversation: "Xia Cheng will not miss the past. After all, everyone is an independent individual, with different demands, and a monolithic alliance also needs to spend time, energy, and resources to maintain...... I'm going to make this kind of clichΓ© argument, you know what I mean? β
Yan Yongbo still didn't look at him, only turned his face towards the experimental area, and returned to his cold and gloomy appearance: "Don't worry, we will strictly fulfill the contract, including the value-added clauses agreed in the contract." β
Batty laughed and patted Yan Yongbo's shoulder hard, but the latter was indifferent, so he didn't see the former's eyes without the slightest smile.
Even if you see it, you don't care.
Yan Yongbo had to observe the experimental process for another time, but Barty didn't stay too long and walked out of the laboratory. After entering his car, his first call was to Zhang Yingying:
"Customers have expressed interest, and now they need to set prices from manufacturers."
"You, a distributor, aren't you the best at sitting on the ground and raising prices?"
Zhang Yingying has just stepped into the most transparent room of the hilltop castle, and has done a few stretching exercises to meet the sunlight shining in, where the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and observation deck, as well as the matching viewing binoculars, can help guests maximize the beauty of the coastline of Ticheng.
Because of this, Zhang Yingying was a little inattentive on the phone, and while talking, she stepped forward and turned the telescope to let her eyes fly. After a few seconds, he suddenly said:
"You said yesterday that the Zeolite Beach where Ronan went is on the northeast coastline, right...... It's foggy. β
"Huh?"
"I mean, it's good to be bold in pricing and have confidence in manufacturers and products."
Zhang Yingying immediately hung up the communication, and as her mind played, Ronan's communication number was immediately displayed on the bracelet, but she began to hesitate whether to contact her.
It looks like it's really experimenting......
The bracelet suddenly vibrated and startled her, and then looked at the contact, it turned out to be Ronan, and quickly connected:
"Hello?"
Ronan's voice came: "You spied on me? β
Zhang Yingying was so shocked that the broken hair on her forehead stood up: "I'll wipe it, you peep at me!" β