Master of the Stars

This time, Ronan just said twice.

The blood demon explained to him a few words: "The Deep Blue World has a special mineral deposit that does not exist on the earth. Apocalypse Laboratory calls it the'primal mother'. The specific nature is not clear, it is said to be a semi-energetic strange thing, and it is extremely difficult to collect , And some intelligence said that it’s impossible to do it with the current level of technology...Of course, it’s hard to say whether Li Wei can do it.

"Yuanmu? Is the kind of fuel used by Deep Blue Walker's backup energy system?" Ronan said that he had studied the Deep Blue platform in depth, and immediately found relevant information in his mind.

"That's a low-purity primordial mother. To be precise, it is only the ore impurities radiated by the'primal mother' energy. It is purified by special technology, and it can barely be regarded as an associated mine... No, it is not really a true companion. The mine is the superconducting ore "phantom stone" that forms a super-strong magnetic field and encases the original mother mineral deposit, which is the most fundamental origin of the "superconducting revolution" after World War Three."

The electrical signal carrying the expression of the blood demon, transformed into sound waves, entered Ronan’s ears, agitated, and made him let out a faint sigh:

"The superconducting revolution...tsk!"

Another pillar of contemporary metropolises, such as the transportation and energy supply network of human blood vessels, as well as countless basic materials and technical fields, are actually engraved with Li Wei's brand from the root.

Li Wei is really a big boss type guy.

And this is only the part that he showed people to see, although many people, including the blood demon, should be able to guess that the core that supports this powerful force has far exceeded the level that the earth's current civilization should present.

But so far, neither from the blood demon's mouth nor from the intelligence that Ronan himself knows, have seen particularly obvious and decisive evidence.

If given the opportunity, there are probably many people in the world who will grab Ronan by the collar and ask: Where did you copy your configuration and super configuration theory?

But for Li Wei, it seemed that he was forced to ask and didn't know where to start.

At this point, he seems to be more "low-key" than Ronan-in fact, to put it bluntly, because Li Wei's current deep foundation on the earth is unparalleled.

This "outer devil" must not simply be regarded as an isolated individual. Just like in an RPG game, before seeing the ultimate Boss, you have to toss in endless levels for a while.

Within a few seconds, Ronan thought of Li Wei, many other familiar, semi-familiar, or completely strange figures, and even the more distant starry sky with only fragments of cognition.

After thinking about it, after several iterations, it was finally attributed to a laugh: "Okay, I know, thank you for letting us know. Let's meet and talk later."

The blood demon also smiled back: "Okay, meet and talk."

When the communication was hung up, Ronan couldn't help but think more: Li Wei has such a common and close connection with the extraordinary species in the world, what about the blood demon?

Speaking of which, this should also be a high probability event.

Ronan didn't feel strange at all.

He shook his head slightly and wandered through the underground laboratory.

This location is only a few walls away from the independent power station that powers the entire North Shore gear. With Ronan's sensitivity, he can even hear the buzzing sound of the energy furnace when it is running.

Listening to this voice, Ronan's thoughts were a little erratic.

He still remembers that when he was here, he borrowed the power station's energy reserves and discovered some of the secrets of external neurons. And now that I think about it, there is plenty to explore in the details.

In today's world, all technological equipment, at least intelligent electrical equipment, has no resistance to external neurons... Well, it should be said that a considerable part of the movement products that Ronan has seen are almost undefended. .

At first, Ronan only regarded it as the crushing of low-level civilization by the higher civilization outside the land.

But with the continuous study and research, especially the experience of the relay station, he has a deeper understanding of the movement technology. The various functions of the brain that are supplemented by the unknown return to the real level.

In the actual movement technology, some functional areas are more magical than Ronan imagined; but some have their inherent limitations, and in any case they must comply with the Basic Law.

For example, for the control of electrical equipment, if the two sides have different architectures, and even the lowest information coding basis is different, what control is there to talk about?

The movement products can achieve this only because there is no difference at the bottom, but a high degree of convergence-the movement technology from the depths of the distant starry sky is fully compatible with the contemporary information technology of the earth?

Are there too many coincidences in the universe?

Rather than conceive this way, Ronan believes that it has gone through a long and deep integration. And it is a comprehensive tilt from the weak to the strong.

It's really... meticulous!

When his mind was flying, Ronan had already walked out of the jungle on the north shore and came to the slightly empty campus.

Because it is the time of class, the campus of the huge Zhixing College is sparsely populated, and occasionally a few people are in a hurry. The vast majority of students and teachers are divided into categories according to the scheduled courses, arranged in large and small classrooms, and are subject to their own school rules and regulations.

Ronan, who has entered a state of suspension, is completely an alien at this time.

Of course, there are many thousands of students and even teachers in the school who have long been impatient with the restrictions of the previous rules. There is a wide range of absenteeism. Even if some people are in the classroom, they are out of mind. Some people even still Through the window, I can see Ronan who is walking leisurely on the campus, and I don't know how envious it is.

Of course, they just envy Ronan's freedom.

If you let these people know what the price you need to get Ronan’s current treatment, what kind of pressure you will endure, or if you are limited to a new and unknown rule, most people will probably immediately Thoughts are extinguished cleanly.

After all, if you want to completely change your current living habits, even at the expense of betting on the future, most people will feel that there is nothing wrong with "now".

This is habit and order.

Ronan never hates order, he even has a stronger tendency to order, but once he recognizes it clearly, what kind of haze is covered on the skeleton supporting the order on the surface; the inner marrow that grows quietly inside, again What kind of genes and cells are rooted in, there is a heavy pressure in my heart.

Vaguely, this pressure seemed to have turned into a thick magical shadow, pressing silently on the back of his head, possibly breaking flesh and bones at any time, and inflicting a fatal blow.

At this time, the so-called "order" is very hateful.

Ronan touched the back of his head and muttered to himself:

"To keep the entropy reduction in a system, there must always be a channel to deal with the entropy increase...Where is the channel, the sewage pipe that meets the relevant magnitude?"

If, if he wants to subvert this order, where do he start?

June 16, 2097, the third Sunday in June, was also known as Father's Day under the influence of a strong civilization before the Third World War. It was basically one of the world's consumerism anniversaries.

This morning, the Ronan family finally got rid of the magic claws woven by Ms. Luo Shuqing and the home smarter Mo. After working overtime for many days, my uncle Mo Haihang finally had time to rest, and he personally cooked for everyone a rich and delicious breakfast.

Moreover, today the whole family gathered together, even Mo Peng’s product rarely got up before lunch on the weekend. Six people gathered around the table and were not urged by the time of work and school. You could say something and talk while eating. Its joy.

The current theme on the table is Ruiwen.

Mo Peng poured his breakfast into his belly three times and divided five and two, and concentrated on chatting and gossip: "Someone posted a practice video last night, but Ruiwen didn't participate in it. What does it mean to be in the mirror frequently?"

It was Ruiwen, but Mo Peng's eyes glanced at Moya: "Mingtang culture is now leaking in all directions. Even if I am in charge, I won't be at this level. This hype is still endless?"

Ruiwen didn't react at all. She only sipped her food, looking quiet and delicate, and she seemed to be tasting the scent of each mouthful of porridge and soup-just not knowing what these ordinary foods look like in her perception level.

Ronan watched Ruiwen for a long time, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her head.

At this time, Moya slowly picked up a piece of sesame pancake and tore it open: "Since you know it's hype, what are you wasting time for?"

"I can't pay attention to beautiful women!" Mo Peng said arrogantly, but was hit by Ms. Luo Shuqing coldly, she immediately fell to the ground, and hit the ground, "I think you have gone too far. Someone in our class has opened a bet. Will Ruiwen make her debut... It is said that some people are starting to build a support club on the Internet. If this continues, it will not be easy to end!"

Moya, like Ruiwen, sipped cakes. She just made it, and she seemed to be at ease, eating the staple food out of snacks: "It's not easy to end, it's convenient for you to earn! You let Ruiwen sign, Take it out and sell it..."

"No, absolutely not!" At the same time, Mo Peng received the unpredictable look of his father and mother, almost scared to pee, and immediately raised his hand and cried out, "I used it myself, I just used it. Draining traffic online, increase a few more fans, really!"

Ms. Luo Shuqing still looks bad.

But Mo Haihang smiled and turned his eyes to Moya: "Your company has done a bit too much in the past two days. It could be said that it was cover protection, but now it has seen the effect, and it still takes up the heat and is unwilling to let it down. Maybe it will cause trouble later. What's wrong... if it's not convenient for you, I'll talk to them."

Moya shrugged: "What's inconvenient to say, they have obviously turned the heat away these two days."

Speaking of this, Moya asked again: "The parade has not stopped until now. Is the government sincere? Don't go to the end, the aberration infection is intact, so that the old sesame seeds and rotten grains will be troubled!"

Mo Haihang shook his head: "It's not easy to turn files."

He repeated his tricks, changed the subject lightly, and looked at Ronan: "Are you going out today?"

Ronan grinned, "Well, I'm back before dinner."