Chapter 189: Dripping Sword (Part II)

I have to say that Ronan's heart is now high.

Last night, most of his thoughts were still on the legendary "secret technique of pouring milk" of the "Heart Burning Knife". For the "Dripping Sword", which is only a C-level technique, he only glanced at it a few times, and he didn't sink down.

I only know that this technique is mainly to condense water vapor out of thin air and attack the enemy's weak points, a bit like a magician in fantasy, but the sound and light effects are relatively inferior.

At this point, Ronan wants to get in touch with each other, and the first thing he looks at is the original video transcript on Attachment 2 of the RT8313 mission.

Speaking of which, in fact, yesterday he wanted to see Attachment 3, but he didn't have the read access, so he could only read a summary and so on. If you want to see the whole picture, only those who have the ability above the level of an architect can do it, which is really annoying!

Grinning, Ronan waits for the network to buffer.

The demo video on the attachment adopts the "real-world" level of audio and video storage specifications, and the volume is extremely huge, even in the special network form of six ears, it takes a period of time to prepare for smooth playback.

The volume specification corresponds to its value, after all, this is a teaching demonstration for people with global ability, and it is demonstrated by His Majesty the Martial Emperor himself.

According to the suggestion of the intelligent assistant of the six ears, Ronan also chose the "reality" mode with the best effect, which is already the function of the fourth layer of the "simulator" of the Lingbo network. Now that Ronan has solved the problem of interference, it is completely stress-free to use the relevant functions.

He closed his eyes, and after the darkness that naturally descended, the soft light slowly penetrated, gradually deepening, changing, and finally combining into a scene of gray and dark red. The cacophony of the confluence, the oncoming wind pressure, the choking smell of the earth, and even the feeling of dry skin all at the same time brought him to the empty and vast wilderness in an instant.

Similar simulation guidance, Ronan is no longer surprised, but he thinks that the "simulator" of Lingbo Network is more delicate than the burner version of the Frost River Reality.

It is his current introduction to the technique of nine knots and six roots, the stimulation of these nerve cells, instinctively arouses the reaction of the five internal organs, fascia, skin and flesh, and he must give himself another hint in order to make up for the gap between mental and physical perception and avoid drama.

Ronan looked up into the distance, where he was at the top of a low hill, which was already the highest point relative to his surroundings. Beneath beneath his feet, the dark red earth cracked in layers and stretched endlessly towards the horizon, and there was no doubt that this was the wilderness.

In the next second, Ronan's attention was involuntarily attracted by the sharp and sassy slender figure in front of him, and he realized who was the protagonist in this world.

Your Majesty the Martial Emperor!

His Majesty the Martial Emperor in front of him only left a silhouette for the time being. She was dressed in a well-tailored hunting suit, with a cinched waist style, dark red color, and brown boots, highlighting her aggressive long legs, and matching the shape of the carb.

What is more striking is that she also carries a light-portable electromagnetic rifle on her shoulder, the body of which is cut off by a simple and low-key low ponytail, but it still reminds people that this is a dangerous wasteland.

This outfit, which is similar to the color of the wasteland, can also play a camouflage role, looks more professional, but has a wonderful sense of fashion, forming a very wonderful balance...... Well, any man facing a stunning beauty will find a similar reason.

To His Majesty Emperor Wu, that rifle is no different from the kun bag in the hands of fashionable women, it is a plastic art......

Ronan was thinking wildly as he tried to move in the real world. The huge reality video storage format should leave enough room for interaction. But he walked all the way to the image of His Majesty the Martial Emperor, and that person did not react.

Isn't there a store for relevant interactive resources?

Ronan was turning his mind when His Majesty the Martial Emperor suddenly turned around in front of him, and his gorgeous and bright face appeared unreservedly, just within the reach of his breath.

He actually took a step back.

Of course, Ronan knew His Majesty Emperor Wu, although he had not officially met, but in the course of "Shorthand of Important People in the World" on the bamboo pole, photos, videos and other video materials were readily available.

Especially for a stunning beauty like His Majesty the Martial Emperor, all kinds of materials need to be more perfect.

In Ronan's impression, His Majesty the Martial Emperor is of course extremely beautiful, and she loves to laugh, and on all kinds of video materials, she is always seen showing a subtle, unrestrained, cordial, mocking, or sharp smile, injecting more vivid colors into the already bright and gorgeous images.

During the class, Ronan only deliberately selected the materials as a bamboo pole, and later learned that all the video materials left by His Majesty Emperor Wu since he became famous for so many years, whether it is photos or videos, have never left any "expressionless" moments. At first, I only thought it was funny, but when I thought about it, it was creepy.

Ahem, that's the exact word of the bamboo pole. At that time, it was talked about as a footnote to the "moody" character of His Majesty Emperor Wu, which left a deep impression on Ronan.

His Majesty the Martial Emperor in the reality video is of course also smiling. It's that professional smile, like a competent host...... Oh no, more like a tour guide.

In fact, it's a real-life experience of travel and adventure.

With the support of real-world technology, those big-hearted people can say hello to His Majesty the Martial Emperor in front of them, shake hands, and even talk a few words, and there is no problem in thinking about it.

However, Ronan shrank and shrank in shame......

The beautiful face that was close at hand made him feel a lot of pressure.

Is it an incorrigible otaku cancer outbreak? Luo Nanning would like to believe that it was the bamboo pole's explanation that left a shadow that day.

Needless to say, His Majesty Emperor Wu was famous for her beauty in her early years, her face can be said to be beautiful, and her facial features are flawless.

In this regard, countless bamboo poles in Yuemei commented:

The so-called outrageousness is actually a kind of "oppressive force". In the smile that His Majesty the Martial Emperor always presents, people can feel an undoubted dominant force. She is coquettish, and you will be addicted; She is gentle, and you will be satisfied; She is fierce, and you will tremble; She is cold, and you will be afraid......

Any higher intelligent life has a relatively clear sense of self, and its thinking instinct is self-centered, and no one wants to become the prey of others.

But His Majesty the Martial Emperor's extraordinary beauty, but with the blessing of his courage, turned into a sharp weapon, pointing at the weakest part of the human heart.

Maybe it was to scare himself, Ronan at this time, there was a sense of trembling in the face of the sharp blade, until he opened the distance, he relaxed a little.

Such a reaction hurt Ronan's self-esteem somewhat.

Really hell, when you see virtual images, you see them like this, and when you see a real person in the future, won't you immediately kneel?

He patted his cheek, the most common rebel of his age was so agitated that he wanted to do something with the interactive features in revenge.

But at this moment, there was a slight vibration on the ground, and a strange sound of snoring mixed with the wind blew past the ears.

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