Chapter 595: Birthday Banquet (Part II)
Hurriedly ended the communication with his mother, and He Yuanzhi also ran in small steps, heading in the direction of Zhai Weiwu calling him.
How complex can the layout of a nursing home be?
Relatively private places to talk, that is, at the end of the hallway, at the staircase, in the elevator room, etc. Because of this, as soon as Genji Kawa ran out of the corner of the staircase, he bumped into a person head-on, who was also on the phone:
"That's right, it's over there, just send me the coordinates......"
Listening to this voice, Kawa Genji was also a little confused: Isn't this the protagonist of the conversation he had with his mother just now, Mr. Ronan?
Obviously, Mr. Ronan should also take a fancy to this private call treasure, maybe he still saw that he went in first, and it was not good to rob him of the place, so he called outside.
He Yuanzhi didn't run for a while, nor did he stay, and when he was stunned, Ronan reached out and rubbed his head, signaling him to play with Zhai Weiwu, ah, it should mean doing homework.
He Yuanzhi was also hypnotized, and walked over there in a daze, and vaguely heard Ronan saying: "It's inconvenient to ask now, they tried their best to make me forget about it, so I won't take it out again...... I'll just go and worship myself next week. β
Even if Haruya Kawagen's maturity level is a cut above his peers, it is difficult to judge what Ronan is talking about when the amount of information is insufficient.
At this time, almost all the people in the corridor on this floor of the nursing home were related to Mr. Ronan. He Yuanzhi had only walked a few steps before he was touched by the chubby Mr. Mo Peng, and said that he wanted to use an excuse for fairy spirit or something.
Sure enough, the customs of Hancheng are very different from those of Xiacheng, and he has to adapt to them one by one.
"Don't bully people." Mr. Ronan's call was brief, and he came right after him.
He Yuanzhi also hurriedly turned around and bowed seriously, which can be regarded as an apology for the previous behavior that I don't know if it was exposed.
Mo Peng didn't pay attention to it at all, but clenched his fist very seriously, the hand that touched Genji He's head just now, shook it twice, and dotted it in the air, probably following some kind of picture logic that they couldn't see.
A second later, Mo Peng waved his arm vigorously and shouted in a suppressed voice: "Double kill!" β
When he was yelling, he reached out again to touch the head of Genji Kawagen, and Ronan slapped his hand down: "What are you doing?" β
"Those who see have a share, and those who see have a share." Mo Peng smiled from ear to ear, "The Wilderness 10-day expansion film experience quota, thanks to the blessing of this little brother, double share, don't miss the wrong road, this experience card is for you!" β
"Well, shouldn't you give it to Jiya?"
Mo Peng blurted out: "What game do children play!" Ah, I mean, Ten Days in the Wilderness is a special tutoring level, and children under the age of thirteen can't touch it. β
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At this time, Genji Ha also decided to play the role of a naΓ―ve peer, wouldn't Mr. Ronan also fail to distinguish his cousin's clumsy acting skills?
But then again, this should be a birthday present, right?
Half a second later, Ronan responded with the same subpar acting skills and lines: "Cheng, brother's sincerity, and the blessing of Zhiya, I have accepted them." β
He Yuanzhi also showed an innocent smile at the right time, and Mo Peng also smiled happily, really happy: "I sent it to you, you have to remember this childlike love when you go back, take me to fly!" β
Ronan, who had left a brilliant record in the Frost River Reality, took care of it: "No problem, the hero seat is up." β
"I remember!"
After the acting award comparable to a golden broom, Ronan patted Mo Peng's arm and went to his grandfather's room.
Later, Mo Peng had already made up for the gaffe just now: "Zhiye, that adult game is nothing good, brother, I'm ...... here."
He Yuanzhi also corrected him seriously: "You are my elder, Mr. Mo Peng. β
"Hey, Jiya, you've been lazy for too long!"
Just in Zhai Weiwu's "senior brother-style" order to Heyuan Zhiye, Ronan checked the freshly arrived electronic experience card, pretending not to see it, and the purchase date of the experience card was yesterday.
He smiled again, his palm flipped over in the long sleeve of his T-shirt, and when he poked it out again, there was already an old notebook. He came to the outside of his grandfather's room, but he did not immediately push the door in, but only looked at the inside of the room through the glass window in the middle.
Inside the house, Aunt Mo Ya was talking and chatting with Grandpa's special care Aunt Hong to understand the situation.
Raven stood quietly to the side...... Well, I was with Zhai Weiwu just now, when did you come in?
And his uncle, Mo Haihang, was lying on the escort chair on the other side, already squinting and falling asleep.
As for the grandfather who passed away ahead of schedule today, he was on the balcony outside, chatting with the master of the hall without saying a word, and under his feet was the newly built building block God Kingdom today, of course, he did not delay him to doze off in the warm afternoon sun.
Looking at this scene, Ronan looked down at the old note in his hand again, shook his head, and tucked the thing under his ribs, before turning to leave.
He walked through the corridor to the attached terrace on this floor, which was also on the sunny side, and in this position, his eyes were better, and he could see his grandfather's calf almost buried in the building blocks on the balcony of the ward.
"Let's say, this is a security hazard. I once considered changing the room for the old gentleman, but considering the problem of adaptability, I didn't toss anymore. Someone from behind came to talk.
Ronan turned his face and greeted with a smile: "Squidward." β
The person who came was Zhang Yuliang, who worked in the sanatorium, well, it was more customary to call him octopus. The neuropharmaceutist, dressed in a white suit with his hands in his pockets, walked over slowly, stood side by side with Ronan, and followed Ronan's gaze to look over there.
"You didn't go in just now, did you?"
"Why, at the beginning, I hid in the crowd and stepped into it with half a foot. It's a birthday, just don't mess around. β
The octopus opened his mouth, and the sentence "You are also a birthday star today" finally swallowed back. Since Ms. Luo Shuqing and others tried their best to take advantage of this special day to engage in family activities, and deliberately concealed Luo Nan, the party, so as not to have bad associations, why did he bother to break it.
Well, Ronan doesn't need him to be smart.
"The old man is still excited to see you?"
"Basically."
"Is it because he sees what a horrible guy you are?" The octopus, of course, is joking.
How do you know that Ronan nodded: "It should be like this." β
"Aha?"
Ronan didn't answer immediately, but asked, "In the past few days, grandpa is still in that state?" β
"Well, it's good and bad for a while, and you look at the sky at every turn, especially when it's cloudy. Fortunately, the sun is shining in Summer City these days......"
Ronan glanced at the sky and echoed, "That's right, it's okay." β
Octopus always felt that these words lacked sincerity, hesitated for a moment, and still spoke: "Nanzi, consult about something privately." β
"So polite......"
The octopus lowered his voice: "You're welcome, no, the situation is so sensitive now, we are the 'aberration disposal faction'." β
"Huh?"
"Isn't it? At the summit, you argued for a distinction between distortion and the X-factor that causes extraordinary power, and that's drawing a stand! β
The octopus's hand had already been taken out of his pocket and spread out to make a balance: "Whether to deal with the distortion first, or to explore the plane first, the Internet is going to be noisy during this time." But don't worry, our pharmaceutical community is definitely on your side! β
ββ¦β¦ Thank you too! Ronan rolled his eyes, but also understood what the octopus was trying to ask, "You want to talk about the 'radiation source'." β
"To be precise, it is the influence of the current objective environment on everyone's practice. Is there really such a thing as an external factor that is approaching? The octopus looked curious.
"The 'trend line' of the Michi Venerable Lord seems to me to be a false proposition, but the trend of environmental change is undeniable." Ronan paused, and the topic was a little off, "I went to see You Lao yesterday, and his body is getting worse and worse, and my grandfather is actually like this." I wonder if they actually have something in common. β
The octopus blinked.
"You Lao is a psychic, not to mention the ability of mental induction. And I think that grandpa's perception is also very keen, or in other words, he has a special level of specialization, and can receive information outside the perceptual dimension of ordinary people...... That's what I'm thinking about at the moment. β
Ronan's thinking was expanded from the special sensing device of magneto-optical micaβnow he was washed back and forth by the huge flow of information beyond his comprehension every day, and he knew the pain of it.
In terms of purely verbal logic, Ronan's words are not difficult to understand, and the octopus thinks more about it: "So, the old man's physical state, including You Lao's current condition, is indeed related to that 'radiation source'?" β
"This factor is not excluded. Of course, there is also the reason for poor analysis and overload and downtime. β
Ronan flipped through the old notes in his hand to see what was broken and filled in by the chaotic lines. This is a special item that stirred up the storm not so long ago, and many people believe that it has an amazing secret and corresponding value.
Ronan didn't want to correct anything, as he hadn't fully deciphered the information either. But he was convinced that he was more qualified to judge than all the people on earth.
Grandpa definitely doesn't have extraordinary strength, and after the appearance of mental symptoms, his body bones are much weaker than normal people. It's just such a fragile body, and it's likely to carry an extremely dense and extremely deadly amount of terrifying information - Ronan, who has a lot of experience in overloading, can fully imagine that kind of consequence.
The current one, including Luo Yuandao back then, definitely doesn't have the altar cobwebs that Ronan used to sift through information. What's more, the pressure of quantity is not the ultimate problem, the most important thing lies in the level and structure.
He was able to detect this trace in the notebook:
It's like a storage device with limited space, copying a large number of highly compressed files into it, which is already crammed to the brim, and has to be decompressed.
Machines can go down and restart, but how can people be?