Oops, a bonus!

Ronan didn't expect that the effect of putting the "Ronan ruler" on the shelves would be reflected so quickly. Yin Le's mental defense barrier was almost collapsed in the mode of dam collapse. Maybe she still has a chance to repair herself, but at this moment, in the Polar Region, which is even deeper than the Abyss Region, the magic talisman quietly shakes off two strands of "spider silk" to make up for the homework of building network nodes.

One of them directly adhered to Yin Le's physical and spiritual structure, and Yin Le, who was in turmoil, was unaware. And at the first time of docking, some of the essence that was splashed out due to mental turmoil flowed out along the "spider silk", seamlessly connected to the "altar spider web", and connected to each other.

At this point, in Ronan's eyes, Yin Le has become a "node" for the normal operation of the altar spider web. Although Ronan can't say everything about her, he can see most of the trend changes from the corresponding feedback, and of course he can do a lot of more direct intervention.

On the other hand, on the side of Mrs. Halder, although the "spider silk" can also be vigorously adhered to, when the altar cobwebs try to further establish a connection with it, they cannot reach the core, and they cannot extract the life essence.

If the nodes of the "altar cobweb" are like Mrs. Halder, this network can be shut down directly.

"This woman is amazing."

With this in mind, Ronan did not care about temporary frustration, but became more curious about the so-called "analytical diagram" that he had taken away on an improvised basis. What kind of image will he have in the eyes of the "powerful" Mrs. Halder?

Due to the clear logic of the diagram, Ronan probably scanned it and had a certain understanding of the analysis results.

Well, it's complicated.

It's a little shameful, but it's funny; Some of the conclusions made him ponder, while others were more repulsive; It seems a bit scary to sum up, but after thinking about it, I am inexplicably a little complacent.

Overall, he still thinks it makes sense.

That's how I am! Is it good or bad? It should be okay......

"Boss." Eighty kilometers away, Yin Le spoke in a hoarse voice, his breath was weak and dry, and it was almost unsustainable. Her mind was still a little drowsy, and she couldn't imagine what the bad consequences of her bad reaction would be.

"Don't think about it." Mrs. Halder spoke calmly, "Some things are all about chance. This information is easy for us to come by, and it is not much to give it away...... Mr. Luo is not a calculating person. ”

This was addressed to both sides at the same time.

Ronan had already "said goodbye" before, but if he really wanted to kill him again, there was no access fence in this area of Summer City that could stop him.

In fact, Ronan is indeed still "concerned".

Mrs. Halder smiled slightly, seemingly not minding Yin Le's major mistake at all, and she didn't care about Ronan's possible negative feedback, and continued to make a small analysis: "Mr. Luo's age is already at the tail of puberty, and his personality is uncertain, and there is nothing wrong with having a clear self-understanding.

"Moreover, judging from the intelligence, due to the fact that he has been taking drugs to transform the nervous system in the most critical years of secondary development, Mr. Luo's hormone secretion is somewhat chaotic, and his development is also lagging behind...... The body affects the spirit, and even if there is a big change in personality in the future, it is a matter of course. Why bother tossing yourself for the doomed change? ”

Obviously, Mrs. Halder also noticed Yin Le's poor state and began to decompress her, and also teased Ronan by the way.

This is probably to say, someone is still an underdeveloped, undefined child?

Ronan didn't know what attitude to come up with, oh, now that he was the one who "said goodbye", he should pretend not to hear.

finally completed the self-psychological construction, but suddenly there was a laugh beside him: "Mr. Luo, those previous words may be a little offensive, but after all, they are all variables, and you must not be careless, nor can you have any rebellious psychology." Forcibly changing your personality is not necessarily a good thing. ”

“……”

Ronan turned his head wordlessly, and saw Fei Jin on one side, showing a subtle and inexplicable smile on his youthful and beautiful face. Eighty kilometers away, Mrs. Halder formed a similar and contradictory synchronous picture.

Is this a counteroffensive?

Ronan really didn't expect that the other party would still use Fei Jin's "old channel", and when he was frowning, Fei Jin's already trance-like and confused eyes reappeared, swept it lightly, and stopped at the glowing virtual workspace in front of Ronan.

There is Ronan's sketch, although it is only an outline, and the face is still a messy line, but the demeanor of a mature woman in a rocking chair has come out, and it forms a clear correspondence with the situation 80 kilometers away.

The women on both sides are of different ages and appearances, but at this moment, they synchronized their words and charm: "Mr. Luo is quite interested in me? ”

“…… Sort of. ”

Ronan was embarrassed at first, but then he thought, you broke me into three pieces and tossed back and forth on the chart, and I can't help you make a portrait?

The thought was born, and he also added a sentence later, and also wrote crepe: "Madame, there are many places that can be painted." ”

Yin Le's eyes widened, and he subconsciously held his breath,

Mrs. Halder is still calm: "According to the intelligence, when Mr. Luo first entered the industry, he was a 'psychic' who entered the Tao with painting, and he was very effective. I don't know if there is anything particular about this painting? ”

"Well, I want to say yes."

Ronan looked back at the unfinished painting, wanting to use it to go back again, and not to lose momentum. But at this point, the words in my heart are like this unsustainable sketch, stuck in the middle and unable to evolve any further.

The sketch is still the same sketch, but the ideas and structure of his writing have been replaced beyond recognition by the ever-changing impression.

Now, of course, it is easy for Ronan to make a simple sketch, and a few strokes can sketch out the charm of Mrs. Halder. But the problem is that Ronan's purpose is never to simply sketch, but to start from the core of mental induction, multi-angle and all-round reproduction and refinement - compared to his own requirements, this draft is too far behind.

Mrs. Halder's roots are much more complex and profound than what he had first written.

At this moment, Ronan suddenly felt like a stupid student who was about to finish the exam, but still hadn't finished answering the questions, and the invisible pressure quietly breeded, and by the time he realized it, it was quite large.

That's amazing!

It's not the first time that Ronan has made such an emotion, but his brain hole is also much bigger than last time: perhaps, this is a ruler that Madame Halder probed into his heart!

Mrs. Halder gave Ronan a wake-up call.

When he probes the "Ronan ruler" into the hearts of others, others will also have a reaction force. Some are insignificant, and they can't be formed, compared to how Donglou and Yue Qi, including Yin Le; Others are much more powerful and aggressive, like Mrs. Halder.

All kinds of forces come together and squeeze together, and of course there will be pressure. Mrs. Halder was only the most obvious one, and the other reactions, neat and small, were still continually converging.

In fact, Ronan has already had a similar experience. At the beginning, the "altar cobweb" had just been erected, and the essence of the circulation in it was "tax and fee", even if it was only a fraction of each share, but under the accumulation, there was still a huge amount of income. These gains are, of course, a positive feedback, but the huge accumulation itself is a pressure. It's also thanks to Ronan that he has a series of diversion channels such as magic talismans, blood soul temples, and soul cloaks, so that he won't be squeezed out. He only needs a little bit of "aftertaste" to continue to support the Divine Wheel Bingyang, give enough impetus to the body wheel, and maintain high-speed progress.

Positive feedback is already like this, negative feedback is ...... Well, at a high level, there's no positive or negative feedback, it's just how it's handled.

Look at Mrs. Halder, what she has done in response to Ronan's previous aggressive pressure is to digest and reuse it, like, like a huge melting pot, smelting the most suitable material for herself.

Hey? Speaking of which, the approach on both sides is similar!

It's just that Mrs. Halder's method of "transforming negative interference forces" needs Ronan to ponder and learn carefully.

But the most important thing now is that after some thought, Ronan finally grabbed a glimmer of inspiration. Maybe his awkward silence was a little long, but it didn't matter, with the light swing of the pen, the blocked train of thought was cleared, and he finally inked on the virtual workspace that had been vacant for a long time.

Ronan didn't do anything else, but focused on strengthening the contrast between the light and dark sides, so that the part of Mrs. Halder, who was sitting calmly in the work, had more tension, so that it seemed slightly distorted, like a furnace that emitted high temperature from the outside, and the pupils that were half hidden in the dark side were red fire gates, as if they could splash high-temperature flames from them at any time.

"Wow."

Fei Jin sighed softly beside her, of course, this was also synchronized with her controller, and after that, there was no follow-up.

The corners of Ronan's mouth curled, something was really touchable, and when his sketch was completed, the impression that had been vague and changeable suddenly became clear and clear. In particular, the tactile feedback of the "spider silk" that has been tossing around Mrs. Halder's periphery has become real: it is indeed like touching a hot furnace sealed by flesh and blood. You can feel the scorching energy inside, but that energy is highly ordered, and almost every minute has a definite flow.

He kind of understood.

At this moment, there was a sound on the door of the house, and within two seconds, someone knocked on the floor-to-ceiling glass door of the balcony: "Mr. Luo, is it convenient?" ”

On the other side of the glass door, it was He Yueyin.

"Oh, Sister Yueyin, please come in." Ronan was quick to respond.

At this time, Fei Jin stretched out her hand and gently touched her chest and bowed to him: "This one has returned to its original owner, what she needs now is to sleep well...... Borrow the bedroom and you'll be at your disposal. ”

Fei Jin smiled, then turned around and walked, just passing by He Yueyin. The eyes of the two rubbed in the void, not sparks, but there was a stagnation and coldness of ice and cold water surging and colliding.