The situation before him made Takar want to die.
No, he absolutely didn't want to die … But in the current situation, there was a high probability that he would be killed here as a fish in the pond.
Takar knew who Wang Yong was. He was an Extraordinaire who had been nurtured by a certain someone with all their might. He seemed to be the only one under the name of the LCRF.
This person was very young, probably in his early thirties. Even if he was repeatedly questioned because of his independence and personal ownership, an Extraordinary was an Extraordinary. It was not Takar's place to comment.
If he really got angry, he wouldn't be able to do anything to the person in question. If he wanted to vent his anger on someone else, whoever stood in front of him would be the unlucky one.
Wang Yong's skin color was already strange, and now it was even uglier.
Takar wanted to hide his body, but even though there were many muscular men in the suite, his body was the most conspicuous one. The thoughts in his mind could only be considered as wishful thinking.
Fortunately, when Instructor Wang Yong saw that his line of defense had been broken through for no reason, he was stunned for a moment. Without even looking at Takar and Bai Xinyan, he quickly turned around and rushed into the bedroom.
In any case, the two of them wouldn't make any further moves.
Indeed, Takar and Bai Xinyan were very well-behaved. They stood where they were and exchanged glances with the "black suits" in the room, showing their respect to each other.
At this time, Luo Nan's line of sight had just finished cruising through the blood donors, the catheter network, the blood transfusion receptors, the relevant hubs, and the refining apparatus that filled the bedroom.
In the end, he turned to Tu Ge's face and said, "Two or three Extraordinaries circling around. Meaningless consumption and waste. This must be the legendary 'Money Ability'."
Luo Nan could see, at least from the perspective of others, that the situation in this bedroom was just a topic of conversation between Luo Nan and others.
However, Tu Ge was not very cooperative. He maintained a calm attitude and remained silent.
Luo Nan opened his mouth, and the rest was very calm. He raised the brush and cloth in his hand and waved them in front of Tu Ge's eyes. "Earlier, I promised Mr. Blood Demon that I would draw a batch of portraits of Extraordinaries for his magazine. Of course, the other techniques are too time-consuming. I'm prepared to give him a sketch. I hope he can accept it.
"I've tentatively decided on 13, but the problem is that the total number of Extraordinaries I've seen might not be that many …"
It must be a lie!
Takkar could not help but curl his lips when Ronan's voice reached the living room.
Why is it that almost all of the news I've heard about you is about opposing Extraordinaries?
The other people in the room weren't interested in tangling with these details. Wang Yong, who entered the room after Luo Nan, fixed his gaze on the object in Luo Nan's hand.
If Luo Nan relied purely on the semi-incorporeal quality of his water vapor body to pass through the living room's defense line, Wang Yong would have accepted it. But there was a problem:
Luo Nan was holding a real object in his hand, so the penetration just now was completely unreasonable!
To be more precise, it was beyond common sense.
Wang Yong thought of a possibility.
"A spatial fault? Distortion? A spacetime domain technique? "That was what he thought and asked.
"Excuse me."
Luo Nan turned around to look at him. He greeted him with a smile: "This is Instructor Wang Yong? This is the first time we've met. Sorry for being presumptuous just now. Um, let me ask, are you interested in participating? "
"…"
Seeing that the bedroom was about to descend into an even more awkward atmosphere, Old Els, who was still half-sitting and half-lying on the bed, coughed softly twice. He was very restrained, but it was enough for the people involved to understand what he meant.
Wang Yong's face was cold as he gestured with his hand: "Mr. Luo Nan, there's a patient here. If there's nothing else, please leave."
"Does that mean you agree?"
At Luo Nan's age, once he began to pester endlessly, his temperament really did match.
Tu Ge and Wang Yong weren't people who were good at talking. Their skill at feigning civility and sincerity wasn't maxed out. Normally, it would have been fine. The power of Extraordinaries could crush most obstacles. But they just had to encounter Luo Nan right now …...
And the situation was super complicated.
The leaders of both sides of the conflict didn't have any intentions of directly talking to each other.
It was impossible to guess Luo Nan's thoughts for now.
But Old Els was clearly angry.
Someone had directly barged into the bedroom and was deliberately ignored. Anyone would be angry in such a situation! For Old Els to be able to maintain his composure was already first-rate shrewdness.
Half a second passed before Wang Yong replied stiffly: "This can be discussed later. Right now he's being treated … …"
"Treated who? Blood transfusions or blood donors? "
Luo Nan looked around once more at this exceptionally narrow bedroom that could already fit over ten people. Nine blood donors and backup, and one recipient. In his eyes, there were no secrets to speak of.
"If it's blood donors, then although these people can't walk properly, their central nervous systems have been disturbed by external instruments. They'll be fine once they've been dismantled. If it's said that they've been infected by a mutation, then they're all in the second stage right now. Even if their states are unstable, they can still be saved after a bit of tossing and turning. As for this … … "
Luo Nan's gaze stopped on Wang Yong's face. He used his thumb to poke to the side, making it clear what he was referring to. "His problem doesn't lie in his seemingly pure clone body. It doesn't lie in the mechanical backup of his soul information. Instead, it lies in his utterly terrible initial structural design … … He hasn't sat properly since he was in the womb. Yes, whether or not he was born alive is still unknown. What's the point of tossing and turning?"
Luo Nan's words were thrown in Wang Yong's face.
Wang Yong subconsciously swept a glance to the side of the bed, then he quickly shifted his gaze to stare at Luo Nan: "Mr. Luo, the patient is in front of you. Please be careful with your words."
"Patient? This isn't a treatment. It's a life extension … … That's not right either. "
Luo Nan endlessly defined and changed his words. At the same time, he let the special paintbrush spin between his fingers. It was the standard frivolous behavior of a youth, but anyone who had a deeper understanding of him could see that there was an element of malice within.
"In my opinion, this isn't a treatment. It isn't a life extension either. It's more like an investment. And it's not an investment in industry. It's a venture investment. "
"There are some areas where investments are necessary, but self-righteous investments that waste resources can only be called extravagant and wasteful. Stopping losses early is the most appropriate thing to do. Of course, I'm not familiar with this line of work. I'm just borrowing it to make an analogy … … "
Old Ells coughed once more on the bed. This time, he simply cleared his throat and then spoke: "I'm familiar with the field of venture investment. Perhaps we can help each other out."
No matter who looked at it, this was Old Ells taking the initiative to release an act of goodwill. It was for the sake of breaking the deadlock of mutual disregard and entering a normal mode of communication.
But this required Luo Nan's cooperation.
Luo Nan really did stop spinning the paintbrush. He used three fingers to pinch the bottom of the paintbrush, exposing the jade white brush shaft to everyone's line of sight.
This included Luo Nan himself.
He stared very intently at the paintbrush. He was talking about another matter: "Lifespan is probably the most conspicuous indicator of a leap in the hierarchy of life. It is probably one of the most popular directions."
"Someone once said to me: 'Laying down laws is like a pass. Piling up corpses is like a mountain.' In order to surpass the limits and obtain the tinder, sacrifices are inevitable."
"But if we just sit on a mountain of flesh and corpses and watch others sacrifice themselves, then we casually toss out a few melons and dates and call it venture investment, then there's no meaning to it."
"There's an ancient saying: 'One man holds the pass against ten thousand enemies.' I don't want to give the authority to open up the limits of the human race to the hands of this person.
"Mr. Tu Ge, what do you think?"
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