"What chains?"
Other than He Yueyin in the encrypted channel, everyone else was baffled.
Although Cat Eyes knew what was going on, it was very complicated for her to clearly describe it. She could only give a simple explanation, "It's an application technique of Mr. Luo's on the mental plane."
This explanation confused the technique and nature of Luo Nan's ability, but no one could point it out.
Fortunately, Fairchild had his own opinions. He was not affected by the encrypted channel. He spoke slowly with a deep and vigorous voice, "Looking at your chains is like looking at an airtight prison. Rules, laws, temperance, control... It possesses a pleasantly surprising sense of order. I really like it. "
This kind of evaluation, this kind of form, made everyone feel very surprised. It was like praise, but it was also like idle chatter. It caused the tense atmosphere to gradually ease up.
This was a very good start.
The problem was that everyone could see that Luo Nan was not good at this kind of situation. His reactions were very slow. He actually missed the best opportunity to communicate. He faced Fairchild directly and did not make any response even when Fairchild's voice completely dissipated in the room. He maintained his silence from beginning to end.
From the perspective of a group of onlookers, the atmosphere eased up for less than two seconds before turning awkward and stiff once more.
Everyone in the encrypted channel beat their chests and stomped their feet, "What a waste of an opportunity!"
Cat Eyes felt it even more clearly. She was a bit anxious and took a step forward, wanting to negotiate with Fairchild in Luo Nan's place.
But when she took this step and was halfway in front of Luo Nan, Cat Eyes suddenly choked up. The words she had prepared were inexplicably unable to come out of her mouth. Her momentum weakened by a third.
It was not easy for her to speak, so she unconsciously changed her words, "Mr. Fairchild, we believe that all of this is a misunderstanding. We accidentally encountered this filthy secular exchange while we were chasing the Human-Faced Arachnid. We are also trying to stop it... "
Fairchild remained expressionless. He did not even glance at Cat Eyes. He just replied with a proverb, "When truth stands at the forefront, the secular should retreat."
Cat Eyes opened her mouth, but she suddenly felt speechless. It was not just because of Fairchild's cold words. More directly, it was because she suddenly discovered that under the awkward and stiff atmosphere, there was something more direct and...
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A dangerous undercurrent.
The undercurrent surged on the mental plane. Moreover, it was a deep region that Cat Eyes found very difficult to perceive. It was only when Fairchild opened his mouth that a large fluctuation occurred in the mental attack, allowing Cat Eyes to peek at part of the truth.
The sound of the heavily chained crow continued to reverberate. It was filled with the smell of danger and danger. This allowed Cat Eyes to confirm that Luo Nan and Childe were engaged in an invisible contest right next to her. And she actually knew nothing about it!
Cat Eyes did not know when this contest began or how long it lasted, but at this moment, she truly felt that she was an outsider … and a blind one at that.
In the encrypted channel, Bamboo Pole noticed a problem. "Stand at the front? It seems like Fairchild really does look at Luo Nan differently. "
Cat Eyes did not reply. She was still recovering from the scars of the attack.
After all, Bamboo Pole did not understand the situation and could only make wild guesses. "That won't do. Fairchild has already made his stance clear. If we don't get a response and don't meet his expectations, no one knows what he'll do. How is Mr. Shaman's theoretical research? Between soul studies and philosophy, which one is better?
"Also, you can't get entangled in techniques when it comes to communication. At Fairchild's level, he can completely distinguish all lies. Just speak normally. Say whatever you want … "
"I'll give it a try."
Luo Nan's sudden response stupefied everyone in the encrypted channel.
Actually, Luo Nan had been paying attention to the information in the encrypted channel all this time. He was very clear about the things that Bamboo Pole, Red Fox, and the others were discussing and worrying about.
Luo Nan and Fairchild were indeed still confronting each other on the mental plane, using this special method to communicate. However, this did not mean that Luo Nan was satisfied with this.
He actually did not feel too good. Due to the continuous use of soul strength, the pressure his body endured was gradually increasing. Soreness, pain, stiffness … His nervous system transmitted all sorts of negative effects to every part of his body. They were fed back one by one, forming a vicious cycle that continued to increase.
If a simple verbal exchange could satisfy everything, why would he need to take this unnecessary risk?
However, Luo Nan really did not know what to say. His mind spun round and round, but no matter how he thought, he was unable to find a perfect response.
He knew nothing.
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Dao. How could communication between people be perfect in every aspect? In the end, his fear and suppression had taken the upper hand. Furthermore, he had the goal of stalling for time, so he was limited in every aspect.
Bamboo Pole's reminder gave him some direction. What did he want to say the most right now when faced with Fairchild's evaluation?
Luo Nan stared at Fairchild's callous and calm face. A few seconds passed before he took a deep breath and spoke softly, "Thank you. Thank you, Mr. Fairchild."
"We're done for!" The channel was filled with sorrowful cries. Luo Nan had responded immediately after Fairchild spoke, but it was not too bad. Just how long did he need to react to thank Fairchild?
The channel was too chaotic. He Yueyin, who had not spoken for a long time, simply cleared the screen. She did not need to do anything. Luo Nan had already given up on referring to the contents of the channel. He just said what he wanted to say.
"This is one of the results of my grandfather's research. I call it 'My heart's a prison', the prison of a prison. Based on the foundation of Formatting Theory … "
If there was anything in this world that could cause Luo Nan to talk endlessly, to talk endlessly, then it would be his grandfather's achievements. His grandfather's Formatting Theory. After all, this was the result of his entire five years of blood, sweat, and tears.
However, Childe was not here to listen to his science. After two or three sentences, he cut to the chase and began a formal conversation. "It's very good to have a special structure and function in a wonderful way. But physical training is terrible. Is it because of the lack of a system? "
This was a criticism of My heart's a prison. Luo Nan knew that Childe was right, but at this moment, he felt that he needed to reciprocate. "Mr. Childe's mental storm also lacks order. It lacks a sense of rhythm …."
As soon as he said that, everyone in the encrypted channel went silent. They couldn't even utter a single word. This, this … why did he suddenly become angry?
When he finally came back to his senses, the channel was filled with notifications.
"Steady, steady!"
"Just bear with it for now. They don't have any ill intentions."
"Don't argue, or you'll be at a disadvantage."
Unfortunately, Luo Nan had already completely ignored the opinion of the encrypted channel at this time. He followed the previous words and said:
"What's the reason?"
*****
(It's too late. I can only make adjustments ….)
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