The shadows slowly unfurled, like fragmented wisps of smoke, drifting back and forth.
The fluorescent light seemed to be broken and connected. It was like spider silk in the forest, faintly forming a net.
Luo Nan didn't want to give these phenomena a so-called figurative analogy. This was because there was no comparison at all.
If he were to switch to his original perspective, no matter how he cut it, the flesh would still be flesh and blood, and the organs would still be organs. There would just be a few more angles of view, a few more connections that were hard to see with the naked eye. He could use configuration theory to explain this.
He absolutely wouldn't be like he was right now. He had practically completely shed away all familiar traces of concepts. It was as if he had entered a world of another dimension.
But this wasn't unexpected. After all, the structure of the existence of Mother Mica was as different as heaven and earth from the prior perceptual structure of humans. Humans' usual method of decoding external information was completely incompatible with Mother Mica.
Therefore, Luo Nan's attention was focused on Mother Mica. It wasn't a simple tilt of his attention. Instead, it was the mutual translation of the two cognitive systems. It was the deep coupling of the two systems.
Fortunately, there was a certain commonality between the two. For example, configuration. Right now, there was only configuration.
Configuration could act as a translator between the two. Through this intermediate link, Luo Nan was able to guess a few things:
The shadows he saw should be a large amount of sea creatures, yachts, oceans, atmosphere, and so on... as well as the aura, energy, and even soul strength radiating from them.
Ordinary people and even ability users could see all things on the material and mental plane. They were nothing more than shadows and smoke in the background. Of course, there were a few details that differentiated them, but they weren't important.
As for the fluorescent light that faintly formed a net, Luo Nan guessed that this should be the core connection structure of some sort of system. This could be explained using configuration theory or superconfiguration theory. But from the perspective of Mother Mica, Luo Nan could see the existence and direct results of the connections and effects.
Luo Nan could faintly feel that what he had observed so far was only the tip of the iceberg of these fluorescent lines.
There should be even more details in the deeper layers of visible fluorescent light. It was just that his current level of observation and segmentation wasn't quite enough. His understanding of Mother Mica's perspective and his proficiency in using it were lacking. He needed more time to adapt.
When it came to adapting, there was nothing more effective than actual combat.
At this moment, Mother Mica had basically trapped all of the hosts of the Flesh Dynamo Cores that the cowards had sent to the surrounding seas. She had completely trapped them in an inescapable net set up by millions and millions of control wires.
Not counting the ordinary marine creatures, there were about 6,000 to 7,000 Aberrations. Among them, 5% and 0.5% of them had Rank C and Rank B life forms. According to the basic knowledge Luo Nan had learned about Mutants, this number of Mutants was more or less the limit of what the marine ecosphere with a radius of two to three thousand kilometers could bear.
Luo Nan thought that if the coward hadn't chased after Niu Gui earlier, the surrounding sea region might not have been able to gather so many Hosts.
Niu Gui was definitely going to be the scapegoat for today's troubles.
However, this also meant that no matter how capable that "coward" was, it was impossible for him to mobilize more high-quality Hosts to enter the "Deep Sea Evil Eye" domain array in a short period of time.
Luo Nan could be considered to have seen the peak of Coward for a period of time.
This could barely be considered a benefit.
Since the inventory was complete and the numbers were clear, Luo Nan no longer had any reason to delay.
At this moment, the subtle and close interaction between Stupid Sand and Mica Jellyfish during the experiment on the Zeolite Beach flashed in his consciousness again.
The vast majority of the results had already become the projection technique of the control wires. However, there was still a portion, the part where the control wires interfered with Stupid Sand's physical grains of sand. Luo Nan never verified it again due to some considerations.
Actually, this shouldn't be the case.
After all, Mother Mica's reference object, the Magnetic Photon Mica Mother, didn't merely use soul magnetization to control puppets. Mother Mica's terrifying ability included warping the plane of space and time, transcending worlds to summon powerful foreign species. It also included gluing and piecing together millions upon millions of different life substrates to form inconceivable warped creations.
The powerful warping and reconstruction power of the material plane and life plane was perhaps closer to the core of Mother Mica's ability.
In this aspect, Luo Nan's experiments were relatively conservative due to considerations of concealment and ethics. However, it couldn't be said that there weren't any at all.
There was at least one area where Luo Nan hadn't disintegrated his water vapor body.
Luo Nan had been referring to the interaction between Stupid Sand and Mother Mica all this time, allowing the water vapor body and Mother Mica to form a close connection. His efforts in this aspect allowed the water vapor body to smoothly fuse with Mother Mica. At the very least, the work of the battery wasn't bad.
And right now, Luo Nan didn't just need to use this interference method for fusion. He also needed to walk in the direction of destruction.
The reason why the coward on the other side was able to form a tsunami-like attack from such a great distance was absolutely because he relied on the frames erected by the hosts of the flesh and blood Dynamo Cores around him.
Why did Luo Nan need to directly resist? Wouldn't it be over if he just flattened these frames?
Could he? Of course he could!
Right now, practically every strand of control wire was undergoing endless deep segmentation within the corresponding frame of the sea creature's body and soul. The strengths and weaknesses of each frame, as well as the state of the parasitic flesh and blood Dynamo Cores within these frames, all flowed through Mother Mica's perception system.
Even though Mother Mica's observation perspective didn't possess the heart, brain, blood vessels, and other vital physiological points in the conventional sense, it didn't need to … … Wouldn't it be fine if the system frame collapsed?
This was what Luo Nan had designed. This was what he did.
He was like a cautious researcher. He followed the principle of starting from easy to difficult, dividing into groups, and implementing strategies by classification. First, he experimented on an ordinary sea fish.
Well, it wasn't difficult at all.
At least, this was true from Mother Mica's point of view.
The cluster of shadows that represented the sea fish had a pitifully weak fluorescent structure within it. It was directly torn apart, and then … …
Luo Nan really didn't know what happened next.
His experiments were done too thoroughly. He said that he was focused on Mother Mica, but he really didn't want to be distracted by anything else. He was limited by Mother Mica's special point of view, and he didn't have a concrete reference. He really couldn't figure out what the fate of the sea fish was after its original structure was destroyed.
It should be dead … …
The control lines could still display their effects, but there was a marvelous feeling of sluggishness during the subsequent segmentation. It made the originally smooth segmentation become completely devoid of feeling. The shadowy portion of the visual field became even more fluffy. The fluorescent lines, which were originally weak to the point of being non-existent, were practically completely erased.
Perhaps this state could be defined as the death of the manipulated target?
The current Luo Nan couldn't be said to be a babbling baby learning how to speak. He was like a foreigner who held a dictionary and charged headlong into a new world where he didn't know the language … … Actually, he was more like a pitiful worm who retained the memories of his previous life and reincarnated into the body of another species. He needed to match his new experiences bit by bit with the concepts of his previous life.
Some could be done, but some couldn't be found no matter what. It was impossible to find an accurate matching point.
Of course Luo Nan wasn't used to this, but his reason after learning and learning told him:
This was right!
Back in the day, the School of Fantasy had attempted to restore the Magneto-Optic Mica. Luo Nan was unable to accurately judge just by relying on the version of the Fantasy Mimicry technique that Lieutenant Gou Ye had imparted to him.
But in this stage where the life stroma was already faintly budding, the School of Fantasy still possessed a considerable amount of experience in the cultivation of other fantasy species.
Luo Nan had brought out the basic principles of the School of Fantasy. He had brainwashed Meng Chong, and he had given a lesson to all the ability users of the world.
He had forced Meng Chong to experience the extreme state of the Hellfire Tyrant. The life stroma was determined by the life stroma, and it was driven by the instinctive desire to survive.
Right now, Luo Nan had encountered such a situation:
Under this Innate Format, which was completely different from ordinary perceptual modes, how did the Mica exist? How did it sense? How did it leap from the life stroma level? What sort of desire and drive was produced?
It wasn't too clear at the moment.
The Mica had cast millions and millions of control lines onto the marine life. Admittedly, there were some unique configurations bestowed with natural patterns, but Luo Nan's will still played a part in the casting itself. It couldn't be considered a driving force that sought survival. It was more like a mechanical propulsion mechanism that had been programmed.
Therefore, there was still a long way to go … … The more it was like this, the more he had to toss and turn with all his might.
Luo Nan wasn't anxious. On the contrary, he was enjoying it. Wasn't the current experiment helping him quickly understand the scale delineation between life and death from the Mica's point of view?
After the experiment with normal sea fish was over, there were still normal parasitized sea fish. Then there were normal Aberrations and normal parasitized parasites. There were also C Rank, B Rank … … Layer by layer, they were compared.
Oh, he nearly forgot. There was a coward glaring like a tiger watching its prey from the side.
Luo Nan's experiment was done very quickly. The difficulty of the experiment wasn't high. With a few control groups, he had already dealt with over a hundred targets under C Rank.
There weren't any twists and turns at all. He didn't even need to consider configurations or systems. He just needed to use the control lines to tear apart those fluorescent lines … …
It was so simple that it made Luo Nan feel a chill in his heart.
In a certain sense, this was the embodiment of the difference between the Mica and the life forms Luo Nan was familiar with in the past … … There was a difference in levels.
Frankly speaking, Luo Nan didn't feel too comfortable with such a discovery.
Then Luo Nan felt that rather than doing this simple work, it would be better to aim at the flesh and blood Dynamo Core and directly make contact with it. It would be more challenging. Of course, it would be more meaningful for the experiment.
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