Ronan didn't know that someone was paying close attention to his movements, and even if he did, he didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to it.

He was in a very bad state: hunger, pain, itching, hallucinations, these pre-existing negative elements, with the passage of time, only increased, did not decrease, and gradually merged, turned into corrosive poisonous fire, driven by some invisible force, and drifted back and forth in the internal organs and limbs.

The so-called "invisible force" is the ghost that Ronan discovered through visualization.

Today's ghost is no longer a "mosquito-like" body, it controls the poisonous fire, flows in the depths of Ronan's flesh and blood, devours essence at all times, grows stronger, and continues to exert more and more interference on Ronan, forming an effect similar to "blockade":

Whenever Ronan tried to meditate and clear his mind, enter the state of concentration, and study the origin of the ghost, the strong interference of the physical and even spiritual level would come and blast it out.

If it continues like this, only counting the mental energy consumed by entering the fixed state and the backlash of failure, Ronan will be consumed by the ghost sooner or later.

The ghost has also been trying to stir up Ronan's emotions.

Just like the conflict with Li Xuecheng, when Ronan almost killed Li Xuecheng with a deadly psychological hint, a ghostly hissing laughter clearly echoed in his ears.

It's really only a little bit away from the strings of reason breaking.

Ronan also remembered that when his palm was against Li Xuecheng's throat, the other party's fear and despair melted into flesh and blood, converging into a rolling heat wave, rushing in. However, it was destined to be a turbid current of transit, and not only did it fail to use him, but it even swept away some of his essence, and finally disappeared - but you can imagine where it went!

The ghost is using this method to grow rapidly and squeeze Ronan's living space step by step.

Ronan's mood now is naturally not very good.

But when you look closely, this mood is largely a bad experience of old memories being stirred up and even dregs rising.

He was very dissatisfied, just because of the notebook...... Well, because the imitation paper soft screen has such a big temper.

This is not supposed to be!

The paper-like soft screen has been with him for five years, and he has become accustomed to forgetting everything except the actual function. But where did that violence and impulse come from? After that, how did the trance-like mood come out?

Is it because there are genes from someone hidden deep in the flesh and blood?

That coward?

Hehe!

Ironically, the ghost's active interference gave Ronan a good explanation, so much so that he was a little relieved.

It all comes down to the ghosts...... It's simpler.

The ghost's blockade-style interference has indeed brought a lot of trouble. But why do you have to touch your head and break the blood flow?

Ronan entered the state in the hope of being able to use that state to learn more about the ghost, and to touch it, capture it, and destroy it. The ghost's blocking and interference confirmed the correct way of thinking.

In Ronan's opinion, a tendon should be a ghost. In order to understand something, it is not necessary to go through "concentration".

Ronan has a more direct way:

A pen, a piece of paper!

Over the years, he has collected people's materials, painted the surrounding scenes, and sketched countless times to capture the characteristics of others.

Now, all he needs is a special "self-portrait"!

Lines flow down from the tip of the pen, layered and intertwined. If the mind is about to leave, focused and relaxed, smooth and flexible, there is a tendency to be out of control.

In a sense, hand-drawing is more free-flowing than visualizing.

The visualization of the figure seems to come out of thin air, but in fact it is very rigorous, and must be kept in sync with the spirit of the form, and cannot be added or subtracted at will.

However, the sketch on the blank paper is different, it comes from the real, and it can be separated from the real, and it can be used to describe a certain idea and concept with virtual, fantasy, and symbolic brushwork, and completely liberate inspiration.

Grandpa used to use hand-drawn graphics to express the mystery of "format theory", and now Ronan can also use a similar way to describe and explain the changes that have happened to him.

This change falls on paper, and it can even be deduced and deduced, one step ahead, to form a "big work" and a small draft pre-made.

Therefore, Ronan painted such a prison that does not exist in reality, to symbolize the most prominent thoughts in his heart at this moment.

For the first time in his life, being imprisoned and detained was the first time for Ronan, and the novel experience was naturally linked to the first sentence of the sixteen-character mantra:

My heart is like hell.

Ronan believes that the sixteen-character mantra must be some kind of interpretation of the "format theory" by his grandfather, in which "prison, furnace, mirror, country", etc., are even direct expressions of the level of format. According to the sequence, the format of "prison" may be an advance of "container".

Therefore, he refers to the cold and cramped confinement room, and uses a free and unobstructed brushstroke, to pick up the inspiration that appears and disappears from time to time, and even more wonderful "qi machine", to build his own wonderful building on paper.

Of course, he knew that many of the prison structures he drew were fantasies, and they might not be able to be used in the "format", but as long as there was a clue to inspiration, it was enough.

As for the distorted picture, it is better explained, because the picture reflects the truth. The power to distort the building comes from the inside of the building.

The invisible ghost is the initiator.

He couldn't see the ghost, but he could indirectly perceive its existence through the distorted picture.

The more elements are presented, the closer the "self-portrait" will be.

At this moment, Ronan's pen tip and mind are as one, not distinguishing from each other, as if there is no seamless, and the imaginary world is like a picture scroll, re-unfolding in front of Ronan. The regular tetrahedron outlined by silver wire and its inscribed and external spheres are clearly presented and coincide with the "prison" on the paper, forming a wonderful picture.

It doesn't matter if he can't enter the Realm, he can reappear here.

In fact, once it is reproduced, it proves that Ronan's state of mind has been eliminated from the interference of external forces, and the ghost's movements are meaningless.

Ronan's pen kept moving, and his mind was really back in his place.

The ghost that has been interfering with the destruction, caught off guard, finally showed its treacherous appearance!

Outside of the visualization figures, other colors seeped into the originally empty darkness. It was an oppressive dark red, like a fire struggling in the ashes. It interacts with the darkness, forming a slightly blurred outline.

The thing swam in the dark, plastered with visual figures, trying to seep inside...... And it has penetrated quite a bit.

If someone else were to find out the boundaries of this monster, it would take some time. But Ronan recognized his image at a glance:

Burning Shadow!

In the "earthquake" in the R&D area, it was this demon shadow that loomed, and a roar almost killed Ronan, and since then it has been hidden invisible, and it is difficult to recover.

Ronan also left its image on the drawing software.

If you hadn't encountered the "real life" file, Ronan should have been in school at this time, checking the information, trying to find its clues. How could he have imagined that this guy would wander in his consciousness in such a state, fused with his flesh and blood!

Ronan didn't stop writing, but the corners of his mouth sketched a light smile.

"Hey, laugh, laugh!" Lieutenant Colonel Lu screamed, and Xuan felt extremely ashamed, thinking that he must have been infected by Ronan to make such a fuss.

Zhang Yingying was also very curious about Ronan's current state of mind, but unfortunately, the surveillance screen was destined not to detect Ronan's voice, but on the side of the monitoring room, the "drip" sound sounded, the door opened, and someone strode in.

Zhang Yingying looked back curiously, and saw that the man was wearing a straight azure slim uniform, without a military rank, which looked incompatible with the "deep space gray" air and space military uniform that filled the room.

Lieutenant Colonel Lu turned his head and saw the person coming, his brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly let out a smile again, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "Assistant Yan, how is the search going below?" ”