On May 5th, at 8 o'clock in the evening, the night of Hancheng, like the skirt of the goddess drooping, no longer has a mysterious ascetic atmosphere tonight, but is painted with dazzling fireworks.

But the most eye-catching thing tonight is below and not above, and in the water and not in the sky.

On the south bank of Beishan Lake, floating on the embankment, a magnificent stage was set up, and the high-pitched electric guitar pitch was wrapped in the whistling sound of tens of thousands of fans, citizens and tourists, overpowering the low sound of fireworks in the sky, announcing the official opening of the Hancheng Music Festival.

On the embankment, the Hancheng police were like a great enemy, and thousands of people erected a human wall to prevent them from being stamped and even planted in the lake under the excitement of fanatical fans.

This is the case on the shore, at this time, on both sides and behind the main stage, there are also large and small pleasure boats, and the boats are also crowded, compared to the shore, the warm atmosphere is not inferior to the one.

"Four sides, eight guests, I first...... It's so bright! ”

Wang Mo, the melodic guitarist of the Mountain Creek Band, reversed his usual dull temperament, desperately lying on the side of the boat, seizing the best viewing position, almost greedily ingesting the breath from the main stage.

The festival was opened by undoubtedly the world's leading bands, each of which was his idol and what he had always dreamed of.

After envy, it was suddenly boring.

"We're going to the stage! Let's go to the roadshow! ”

Bassist Huang Xiangdong was already drunk, and he raised his arms and shouted beside him, causing people next to him to look sideways, but it was rare to hit Wang Mo's mind.

Wang Mo sighed.

His show is over.

Among the hundreds of bands participating in the Hancheng Music Festival, the level of the Shanxi Band can only be said to be in the middle and lower, and the invited performance is only a warm-up nature, and it is not the turn of the main stage, and the small song club that ended two hours ago is their only performance task in Hancheng.

In fact, most of the bands participating in the festival are like this, and then they have to find their own way out, roadshows or something is not a shame, the ecology of underground bands is like this, and it is even more stylish.

The problem is that the lead singer of the band is leaving tomorrow, and everyone is still playing with birds!

"Oh oh oh, beauty!"

Huang Xiangdong seemed to have made a big discovery, and his throat suddenly sharpened, just like his miserable high voice.

Wang Mo was too lazy to turn his head, but Ma Lou, an older keyboardist who was also carrying a wine bottle in the back, narrowed his eyes that were already slightly flowered, and stamped the certification:

"Tsk, kimono beauty, that's so nice!"

"Where, where, where?"

The latest drummer to join the band, Jeffren, is small, but he is a typical ADHD patient, even in the crowd of Wuyangyang, he beats back and forth, and his energy and curiosity are all first-class exuberant.

Ma Lou kindly responded: "On the right hand, on the shore, plain blue kimono...... Ah, what a dignified beauty. ”

Wang Mo pouted, in fact, he also saw it. Indeed, the posture and tone of the kimono lady over there are very aesthetically pleasing. However, under the darkness of the night and the flickering fireworks, everything has its own filter effect, and in the final analysis, it is nothing more than self-anesthesia mixed with imagination.

Compared with Qinggao's college students, Jeffren's brain circuits are obviously not so complex, in fact, he is so high that he doesn't know the south, south, north, west, up and down, left and right:

"Right? Which is right? ”

Or the same kind of people know the same kind best, Huang Xiangdong shouted in his ear: "RIDE, RIDE (rhythm cymbal)!" ”

Jeffren understood instantly, jumped to look at the shore, and soon laughed, raised his arms and shouted:

"Beauty! Bijisan, Ernie sauce ......"

Wang Mo covered his face, maybe it's better to go back to Xia City! He came from the academy, and he really couldn't stand this.

Dozens of meters away from the water, there was also noisy music and human voices, and Jeffren's shouting could not have been transmitted over there. However, it was probably a coincidence that the lady did turn her face sideways, and her eyes seemed to be focused on the side of the ship.

Jeffren was even more excited, and he couldn't wait to throw his arm out.

Wang Mo had to squeeze half of his body aside with difficulty, so as not to be stepped on. As soon as he moved away, he heard an "oops" and Jeffren's knee hit the ship's side railing.

However, Jeffren didn't feel any pain at all, and even that cry was not caused by pain, but mental stimulation, he slapped the fence hard, and his vocal cords were torn:

"That, that Ernie sauce...... Viper! Viper! ”

The people around were all looking sideways, thinking that this guy was indeed too high. In the end, Huang Xiangdong, who was still of the same kind, looked back and forth several times, and suddenly woke up:

"Ahhh

Jeffren slapped Huang Xiangdong on the shoulder: "That's right, that's right, it's that fake woman." I looked for half a night last night, but I didn't find that kind of film, and today I will ...... at the singers' meeting."

"I'm here too, I didn't criticize a bloody dog in person, I'm so grateful!"

Wang Mo and Ma Lou also looked suddenly enlightened, and the four band members rarely reached an agreement, and they were also deeply impressed by the kimono ladies on the shore:

After all, not every "fan" will be like that one, and say to his face that "the band members are just a mediocre collection of talents, except for the lead singer".

Moreover, even for the lead singer Mo Ya, his evaluation is "rhythm is far better than timbre", "temperament and appearance are more valuable", "after closing your eyes, it is guitar skills that save you and your teammates" and other quenching sharp knives.

Under that elegant and dignified skin, it must be cold and slippery snake scales!

Wang Mo felt uncomfortable: "This woman, with her clothes and makeup, she should go to the opera house, why did she come to listen to rock and roll, and still make irresponsible remarks about our little band?" ”

Lao Malou also stayed up late last night to do his homework: "According to online information, she does have the qualifications of the Takarazuka Theater Troupe. ”

“……”

This is a god-level figure, and the pheasant academy can't afford to provoke it.

Wang Mo shrank, and Jeffren was still bouncing there: "It must be depressed!" Hmm, maybe she's cold on the outside and hot on the inside? If I make a move......"

"Even if her ovaries are full of dry firewood, just a little bit, you can't help it. What to see! It's a face-looking society, both men and women. ”

Huang Xiangdong cocked his thumb and poked it back to his shoulder, and when he hit his companions, his thinking and sense of orientation were very clear, and the accent fell very accurately.

"Female, female...... Oh! Jeffren lengthened his voice, but he was not annoyed, in fact, men are still very tolerant of this kind of beautiful scene, he just sighed, "I heard that the super woman is popular, and I came to Hancheng to see it, three?" Four? Waste! ”

Huang Xiangdong gave him a little thumb again: "Be content, you, she didn't recruit water, otherwise it would be your turn to be a scumbag." ”

Jeffren was still not angry, and the two men who were chatting with Gao laughed together, and then hugged their heads and howled, all without saying a word.

The chaos of the lower deck, mixed with the hustle and bustle of the semi-enclosed observation deck on the upper deck, leaves no quiet corner. However, whenever there is a need and mood, people can always subconsciously filter some external noise and construct a subjective private space.

Of course, if there are three bodyguards quietly separated from a small space, the material basis for the existence of the atmosphere will be even stronger.

At this time, Mo Ya's heart was quiet and peaceful, chatting with her best friend against the railing, no matter what the topic, it contained fun and mood.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that the kimono beauty on the shore happened to be the topic of conversation between Mo Ya and Tang Yi.

Different from the traditional clothes on the other side of the river, which have accumulated feminine charm, the two here are casual and tend to be unisex regular clothes, the same tall and handsome, standing together like a model blockbuster, full of fashion sense. But in the words, all that flows is the taste of memories:

"In your eyes, our performance is probably full of holes, and I can't bear to see it?"

"Oh?"

"Can I remember that at the '93 school music festival, someone's evaluation was purely a way, do you need to repeat it?"

"I just have doubts about your classification method...... Well, I mean, there's no need to be too clear. Tang Yi stretched out her hand and gently twisted a strand of hair hanging from the side of Mo Ya's cheek, "Hair is hair, in most cases, just two or three or five locks of hair is meaningless, but a joke." ”

"Don't revise my preconceived notions. Anyway, from my uncle and Ronan, I understand that the talents of relatives who have inherited a bloodline are also very different, let alone you and me. ”

"It's really like you, you wake up early, and it doesn't prevent you from hitting your head and breaking the bloodstream."

"How so?" Mo Ya smiled, then leaned over slightly, ignored the surrounding gaze, and kissed Tang Yi lightly on the cheek, "I am the most optimistic waiter, I am waiting for everyone around me to realize their talents and realize their dreams...... After all, without relatives waiting there, success may be the saddest moment. ”

"Wow, a great idea to be used as material for your presentation."

"What my uncle instilled in me, maybe what could be called the 'ultimate backdrop' achievement? Now that I think about it, maybe it's just coaxing a child. But I can't help it, I'm so upset! ”

It's obviously not funny, but the foreheads of the two are against each other, and their sideburns are grinding, and they still can't help laughing, which naturally attracts the attention of others.

Tang Yi didn't care about other people's eyes, but when she linked the "uncle" in Mo Ya's mouth with more direct identity information, her mind still wandered for a moment:

Luo Zhongheng...... The researcher who asked Levi to take action personally at any cost, can the "talent" really break through the generation gap of civilization? Or is it a miracle that is "fed" out of even more incredible resources?

If it is the former, then the miracle is difficult to reproduce in a short time;

But if it's the latter, where are the "incredible resources" that make the miracle happen?

For nearly a year, similar problems have been tormenting those who stand tall and high.

Continue to connive, observe?

Or will the next Luo Zhongheng appear before the signs of the crisis are strangled, so as to avoid paying a greater price?

After a few forks in the road, the situation came to the brink of getting out of control...... Or maybe it's out of control and you don't know it.

She sighed softly: "The clouds in Hancheng are very thick! ”

Mo Ya raised his head, the fireworks in the sky had not yet dispersed, the flames were intertwined with the residual smoke, thick and colorful, and the senses were not clear enough, but to say that the clouds were ...... I really didn't see it.

There was a huge airship, slowly passing by in the purple and red streamer.

The fireworks exploded around the airship, Bai Xinyan lightly raised the wine glass, and the clear wine reflected brilliance, and it also underwent a slight deformation with the vibration and propagation of air molecules.

At this time, even through the fully enclosed viewing window, it seems that there is a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Tomorrow, the head of the Ministry of Environmental Affairs will probably bow and apologize?"

Eisuke Tamagawa ignored the meaningless words, and he sat upright on the couch, staring at the dynamic data chart visualized in front of him. The division of multiple functional areas makes the chart appear more complicated as a whole, and only the passenger flight information directly intercepted from the airline database in the upper left corner is quite intuitive.

Moya, Ronan's cousin's photo, occupies a very striking area.

Eisuke Tamagawa stared at the photo for a long time, and finally lowered his eyelids and tapped the virtual key on the armrest of the sofa, and in an instant, the chart data on the full screen was cleaned, and the projection area dimmed.

"Halfway?"

Bai Xinyan's voice came again, and Eisuke Tamagawa really didn't want to pay attention to this embarrassing topic, but thinking of Bai Xinyan's ambiguous relationship with Wang Yu, as well as her special status in the Apocalypse Laboratory, after pausing for a few seconds, she finally explained:

"Ronan still can't be found. At present, the all-weather monitoring network of Hancheng has been mobilized, and the satellites overhead, including the information control of the police, have been mobilized, but it has never had an effect, as if it disappeared out of thin air. ”

"If I hadn't misunderstood and couldn't find Ronan, you wouldn't have done it to his sister?"

Eisuke Tamagawa hesitated for a moment, but nodded: "Basically, yes." ”

Then he couldn't help but explain two more sentences: "Wang Yu's purpose is just to let Ronan bow his head and bend down, personally participate in the high seas auction, and reach an agreement." Now, that guy may have run to the center of the Pacific Ocean in a manta ray, so why bother with it? ”

"Really? I thought you were helping him boil the eagle. ”

See through it, don't say it, woman!

Eisuke Tamagawa admits that at the time he was really confused and thought things too simply, and now he can only explain vaguely: "I'm just a businessman......"

"Oh, I thought there were only careerist capitalists in the Jade Society."

"It's just more confidence in capital."

Eisuke Tamagawa was happy to change the topic, for which he also endorsed someone's remarks: "Doesn't Wang Yu often say, capital is the expansion of human nature, as long as people have desires, as long as there is exchange in the world, as long as the flow rate of capital exceeds production capacity, capital is the ultimate choice, the undefeated king." It's natural to be on the side of victory, I just learn and practice. ”

"You're just blowing the pillow wind...... Unfortunately, I'm not going to roll the sheets with him anytime soon. For me, the power of capital is still too nihilistic, and I still prefer intuitive, strong people. ”

Bai Xinyan walked over from the viewing window, came to the front of Tamagawa Esuke, and narrowed the distance with him: "Wang Yu, and you, so far you have not been able to make the power of capital break through the barrier between reality and nothingness. Keep up the good work, maybe success lies ahead? ”

"Thanks for the encouragement."

The veins on Eisuke Tamagawa's temples twitched a few times, and finally he smiled gently and politely.

Ronan's matter is in the past.

Even if Jianyuhui and Wang Yu have not officially confessed, he has already made up his mind.

For him, risk comes from multiple levels and directions. Compared to the immediate existential crisis of shuttling back and forth at multiple speeds of sound, breaking through defenses and riding like a bag, and the crisis of confidence in the foundation of the Tamagawa family's rule in Hanjo because he caused trouble, the dissatisfaction of the Jade Society was relatively easy to overcome.

In the final analysis, his rash provocation was a stupid act from the beginning, and the excessive attention to Wang Yu made his judgment seriously problematic, and now it was time to cut the meat and stop the loss.

Don't look at him now that he is in front of Wang Yu's saddle, if the situation worsens, things like "borrowing someone's head" and so on, that person can't do it.

Thank you to the Amaterasu Order;

Thanks to the strongman who killed Gong Qi;

Thank you to the Association of the Capable of Doing the Stirring Blood;

I would also like to thank the Amaterasu Sect, who couldn't wait to cut the leeks, highlighting the changes and corresponding actions, which gave him quite a good reason.

So, Tamagawa Eisuke sighed again: "Of course, there are more realistic considerations: the Amaterasu Order's identification action is about to be executed, and His Majesty the Pope definitely does not want to cause any more trouble......"

Bai Xinyan looked at him with a smile, and Tamagawa Eisuke looked sincere: "Before the big operation, distract from the sidelines, if there is an accident and cause trouble, I can't explain it to the subordinate, and what happens to the director of the environmental affairs department tomorrow will be my end." ”

When I spoke, I just found a random example, and as soon as I spoke, I realized that there was really no difference in essence.

Tamagawa Eisuke sighed in his heart, there is indeed a barrier between the power of capital and the power of transcendence.

When the world is in the old age of muscles and machinery, the power of capital can easily dominate everything; After the era of aberration, extraordinary power is obviously more direct and oppressive than the power of capital.

The high-level of the cold sect will not care what kind of impact the next series of actions will have on the secular world, anyway, there is a Tamagawa family, who is willing to stick to his face and solve all his worries.

There is no way, capital is such a shameless thing, whoever can make it multiply, who is the father, who is the benefactor.

As for the dominance...... In other words, how much more real money will be spent on the "bloodline" project of the Apocalypse Laboratory to achieve the desired results?

That Levi, is it really trustworthy?

He far exceeds the existing systematic research direction and research objects, so that the most demanding investors have lost their professional judgment; And the series of achievements that point to the ultimate mystery of life have made the world's most core capital circle crazy to invest money into it, one after another, year after year, and I don't know when it will be the end.

Tamagawa Eisuke was a little distracted, and coldly heard Bai Xinyan greet again: "This projection area, if you don't use it, borrow it for the time being?" ”

"Of course! Uh, this one is...... You brought it with you when you boarded the ship. ”

"It's a set of newly developed professional equipment, it's still in the experimental stage, and it was just delivered from Deep Blue World yesterday." Bai Xinyan sat straight on the sofa, side by side with Tamagawa Eisuke, and then picked up the black suitcase at his feet, opened the complicated lock, and explained, "I also heard about the Baiji Pope's generosity in Hancheng, and I hope to take advantage of this special situation to verify the effect of the equipment, and I think the Pope will not mind." ”

"Verify?" Eisuke Tamagawa frowned.

"Hyakkiji" is the name of the Pope of the Amaterasu Order, which sounds very strange, but the name of his son, that is, the "True God" of the Order, is even more strange, what is the name of "Thousand Gatherings". Of course, almost no one dares to call it that anymore.

Tamagawa Eisuke will not follow Bai Xinyan's rhythm and still use honorifics: "Youxia has always been magnanimous, if Miss Xinyan communicates in advance, inform ......"

"It's not too late."

The voice fell, and the two looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes.

The area was silent for more than a dozen seconds, both of them waiting for something, and no new information came from the air.

That's a pass, right?

Tamagawa Eisuke didn't open his eyes in a daze, but informed the Pope through a special channel, and now he obviously acquiesced.

That's right, it is said that the Amaterasu Order is the one that has the closest relationship with the Apocalypse Laboratory among the three major sects.

The Tamagawa family and Wang Yu are fighting for connections and relationships in the Amaterasu Pure Land, and they may not be opponents.

Eisuke Tamagawa fine-tuned his mentality and talked about the matter: "The goal of this set of equipment is commercial, or is it a more core direction?" ”

"Commercially, the board hopes to take advantage of the recent boom to make it a blockbuster and an indispensable infrastructure for the future. Contribute to the goal of low-profit operation of the project. ”

"Low-profit operation?" Eisuke Tamagawa shook his head slightly, "With all due respect, we spend billions of dollars on the Apocalypse Laboratory every year, not to make these money endless for future generations, we want to see something different, at least a clearer clue......"

"Yes, you hope to use the hotbed of capital to hatch the seeds of extraordinary power. But with all due respect, it is difficult for this kind of practice to directly achieve results by violating the basic rules and ethics of the universe. Perhaps it should be more like natural life, using countless children and grandchildren who have evolved to sift out the most suitable results. ”

"But when I was investing, the investment book I got described a very direct reverse reduction process......

"You should be familiar with the means of capital storytelling."

“……”

"Alright, Mr. Tamagawa, I am not a representative of the Apocalypse Laboratory, and I have no intention of explaining anything to Mr. Levi. In more detail, you, as a shareholder, can make a request directly to the board of directors. As for now, as a handsome gentleman, you should help the lady in front of you to arrange this set of delicate equipment, and maybe in the end, there will be a kiss as a reward. ”

"Thank you!"

Eisuke Tamagawa doesn't mind sharing a woman with Wang Yu, but it's never dangerous.

He quickly lowered his posture and rolled up his sleeves to help Bai Xinyan dock the equipment and instruments in the suitcase with the projector.

After about half a minute, the projection area lit up again.

For the first second, Eisuke Tamagawa thought he had seen some kind of screensaver.

It was a scene of puffy bubbles and water droplets tumbling up, which was very realistic, but you could still see that it was an animated effect.

Now it's time to get to the point, right?

The evolution of the projection screen was somewhat unexpected by Eisuke Tamagawa.

It's still that animation effect, uncountable bubbles, bubbles, droplets...... In short, it is something similar to the shape, layered, colliding and distorting, and soon spreads to the entire projection area, and the corresponding perspective is also stretching and expanding, the details become blurred, and the whole looks more and more spectacular and chaotic.

Close your eyes for a second, and then open them to see, it's like entering the bizarre shallow sea layer during summer diving, colorful and biased, and you can't tell where the "sunlight" is projected from.

"What is this?"

"At the moment, the most popular trend in the world, or in the world to be exact. The tentative name of the laboratory is: Spiritual Ocean Mimicry Picture. ”

"Huh?"

"The idea is to simulate a rough picture of the spiritual level of an area through large-scale calculations and the use of specific modules...... Although the accuracy is not high, the reaction is relatively lagging behind, and it is basically impossible to use it in actual combat, but if it becomes popular, after a period of data sampling and collection, theoretically its authenticity will become higher and higher, at least in a relatively low-level spiritual ocean. ”

Eisuke Tamagawa finally digested the core concept in Bai Xinyan's words, and his eyebrows were twisted together: "The trend you are talking about refers to Ronan's ......"

"That's right, the cage theory."

"What about modules?"

"Of course, the concept of 'cage' is borrowed, but in order to facilitate calculation, it is simplified to the form of bubbles or droplets."

"Is this a 'borrowing'?"

"Different paths lead to the same end, just like the close relationship between 'cage' and 'configuration'. Of course, some people are thinking about whether to ask Ronan to endorse this product. ”

“…… Is there an instruction manual? ”

Taking advantage of Bai Xinyan's debugging equipment, Tamagawa Eisuke spent nearly twenty minutes roughly reading through the electronic manual of this "mimic diagram generator".

The more he looked deeper, the more he felt that this thing was more clever than he imagined: "Miss Xinyan, if I don't understand it wrong, this set of instruments is a panoramic probe of the spiritual realm of reality...... Never before with such a device! ”

"Not yet, it's just an animated simulation based on specific modules and patterns. Detection accuracy, breadth, and depth are highly limited, and may even be contrary to reality. ”

"No, no, no, this is an epoch-making invention - as long as the 'cage theory' can stand firm!"

Eisuke Tamagawa has a new understanding of the technology accumulation of the Apocalypse Laboratory. Due to the short time and lack of understanding, he still could not estimate what kind of impact the massive outflow of similar equipment would have on the world today, especially the inner world, but he had already detected the sensitive factors inside:

"Tsushita...... Really agree to use this set of equipment? ”

"There is no doubt about the strength of the Pope." Bai Xinyan didn't blink her eyes, "Besides, the sensing range of this set of instruments is limited, not counting peripherals, it is only about a dozen square kilometers, observe a corner, see the excitement, what's not to do?" ”

"That's it!"

Eisuke Tamagawa put on a relieved look, but he was pondering in his heart: For those with ability, especially for the spiritual side and the circle of the Order, such methods are close to snooping, especially the most chaotic and hidden spiritual realm in the past...... For anyone with a common sense and foundation of supernatural powers, the spiritual realm has a unique magic and appeal.

When I turned around, I secretly added similar equipment and tried to cover Hanjo!

At this time, after Bai Xinyan's debugging, the color of the gorgeous "ocean" at the beginning of the simulation picture has almost completely faded, and now most of them have become very inconspicuous gray-white, only indefinite time and indefinite area, and occasionally flash a few small colored spots, just like the consequences of the electron beam on the ancient flat screen monitor.

In this regard, Bai Xinyan explained that this is to use the repeated spiritual bands and corresponding changes as "background radiation", and those that exceed the relevant thresholds will be focused on, and it is also an expedient measure for the current lack of peripherals and limited computing power.

As the time for the Amaterasu Order's action approached, Eisuke Tamagawa closed his mouth and stared at the projection area, his eyes unblinking. At this time, Bai Xinyan also thoughtfully placed a blurred satellite image behind the background radiation, realizing a simple correspondence between the animated picture and the real map:

According to Professor Luo's theory, there is no strict correspondence between the spiritual ocean and the material world in the sense of space, but as long as there is a material basis and is limited by space, there is always a basic orientation for the simulated signal...... Just don't take it too seriously. ”

While speaking, she manually controlled the knob of the sensor, adjusted the sensing direction, and explained casually: "The sensor limit, limiting the direction will effectively enhance the sensing accuracy, and at present, we are still enriching the background radiation structure, after all, the Baiji Pope has not really started." The aberrant population around Beishan Lake has always been abundant, and early sampling and identification are essential. ”

Tamagawa Eisuke still couldn't help but open his mouth: "On the south shore of Beishan Lake, the distortion population has basically been swept away, and the only one that is more climate-neutral is about the camphor tree ......."

"Oh, yes. Mr. Sagaemon is it? ”

Bai Xinyan did another fine operation, and after about ten seconds, in the dark "ocean", a colored area that was clearly different from the overall background appeared.

The area looks like a soap bubble carefully blown by a child, twisted and distorted in the rippling air currents, refracting seven-colored rays of light, which can burst at any moment, but always maintains the overall structure at the last moment.

After looking at it for a while, I felt that this huge bubble had an extraordinary toughness, and it was not the same type as the small gray bubble that burst at any time next to it.

"This is the configuration of the aberrant species in the spiritual ocean...... If it's real, it's very eye-catching! ”

Bai Xinyan praised lightly, and then shook her head: "It's a pity, the current equipment is not enough to analyze the internal structure, like this living body that obviously has a certain amount of wisdom and the structure of the established spiritual dimension, it is a very precious research material." ”

"It's a shame indeed."

Tamagawa Eisuke knew better in his heart that this Mr. Sakaemon, who had become a master, was the pre-selected ingredient in the fresh soup that the Amaterasu Sect was going to cook this time.

If you miss tonight, you'll never have a chance to study it again.

Fortunately, not to mention anything else in this era, the aberrant species are still enough!

Eisuke Tamagawa also noticed that after the mimicry picture was presented, the entire projection area was constantly refreshed. Before the focus on Sagaemon, the entire picture of the spiritual ocean was dark, and the changes brought about by the refresh were not too obvious. But now, with a relatively clear goal, there is a more obvious change fault in each refresh, and it looks like it has been done by a poor editor, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Eisuke Tamagawa has mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, and when he saw this, he frowned again:

Sure enough, it's only a half-finished product.

Now, he can only force himself to adapt to similar flaws, in addition to not blinking his eyes, he also quietly turns on the recording function, and records the entire display process of the mimetic picture as material for post-mortem research and analysis.

Compared with Sagaemon, Eisuke Tamagawa is more interested in the Amaterasu Order: as the well-deserved protagonist of tonight, what kind of means will the Pope use? In the picture of the spiritual ocean, in what form will it be presented?

After locking the Sagaemon Gate, the thirtieth round of refreshed the past, and Eisuke Tamagawa finally saw that there were new changes in the mimicry picture.

It was a criss-cross, dark band of color, like a spider's web, or a crack in the glass after a collision, showing and spreading.

Most of them are very slender, but the color is darker, and in contrast, the original dull background has become a brighter gray-white.

These extremely dark lines resemble deep grooves and cracks, and it looks like they could tear the projection area apart at any moment.

"It's a lot like a big tree's root system, yes."

"Huh?"

Bai Xinyan's image thinking is not much different from Tamagawa Eisuke. However, after she woke up, Tamagawa Eisuke then thought of a concept that shocked the world with the Amaterasu Sect:

"You mean...... Fuso Sacred Tree? ”

Bai Xinyan looked over, pursed her lips slightly, and shook her head: "Haven't you heard of the theory of 'tool' and 'plant' configuration discrimination?" ”

Tamagawa Eisuke blinked, elites like him have always had to do their homework before acting, and the result is: even if it is a non-professional thing, there is always some impression when talking about it:

"Ronan's again."

"That's right, Professor Luo's new high-level argument. In his opinion, the solidified configuration of the Order in the Abyss is like a towering giant tree, and more importantly, the root system is complex, and it descends from the Abyss to the dense spiritual ocean of the cage to absorb nutrients...... This is a verification! ”

Tamagawa Eisuke's mouth was tightly closed, when it came to the foundation of the Order, pretending to be deaf and dumb was the minimum cultivation, but grass still grew in his heart:

The name of "Fuso Sacred Tree" is quite appropriate, but what is the corresponding "nutrients"?

After a few more rounds of refreshing, after the obvious jump in the picture flow, the colored light bubbles that correspond to Sakaemon and now obviously shrank are so that Eisuke Tamagawa has a more intuitive feeling.

This, and those leeks that have grown another stubble......

"Well, what's this stripe?"

Eisuke Tamagawa has made a new discovery.

In the mimicry picture, there is a faint bright line running through the entire projection area, cut from the diagonal top, about the depth of Beishan Lake, moving about 1/10 of the distance of the screen, and suddenly disappearing. A few seconds later, several rounds of refreshed by, and the conspicuous band of light shifted another angle, appearing on the edge of the South Bank, distorting and distorting, severing the entire image.

“……”

"Miss Xinyan?"

Bai Xinyan didn't respond, just debugging the equipment, and her eyes were unprecedentedly focused. After a few manipulations, the bright stripes disappeared from the projection area again, as if it were just an accident.

"Is it a bug in the device...... Ay? ”

Bright stripes appear again, this time for much longer than the previous two, flashing and cutting in the projection area, running rampantly.

"Is it a display error, or is it a special mental realm phenomenon?"

"It's a distraction."

"Where?"

Bai Xinyan was about to speak, but suddenly she was stunned, and Eisuke Tamagawa had almost the same reaction. Because at this moment, the two of them received the same message from different channels:

"Operation aborted tonight."

At this moment, the mimicry picture has undergone another round of refresh, and in the spiritual ocean, those extremely dark "root systems" are clearly fading rapidly, and after a few rounds of refreshment, there is no trace.

"...... Kishita" Eisuke Tamagawa subconsciously called, but did not get any response.

Looking at the projection area again, the bright streaks disappeared again.

Eisuke Tamagawa looked at Bai Xinyan again, who was still in a half-distracted state, clearly receiving messages from other channels. He felt a little anxious in his heart, but he had to hold back.

After a while, Bai Xinyan hooked the corners of her lips again: "What a terrible experience!" ”

"Which one?"

"When you're cooking soup, you find someone stirring in your soup pot, which is probably what it tastes like."

Eisuke Tamagawa can also guess, the key is the following information: "Who is it?" ”

"At the moment, I can only see the soup swirling, but I can't find the spoon to stir it...... It's magic! Maybe it's a chance encounter in transit, maybe it's a prank, maybe it's specifically targeted, but in any case, this is a question that belongs to the transcendent level, and with the caution of the Hundred Episodes Pope, if it is not clear, I am afraid it will be difficult to have new actions.

"After all, there are secrets here that can't be revealed."