Naturally, the practical lessons in the Simulator could not continue. He Yueyin dealt with Yuan Fei in a simple manner before leading Luo Nan out of the Psychic Wave Network to return to the plane of reality.
Luo Nan opened his eyes, but all he saw was pitch-black darkness. A specially modified sealed helmet was already covering his head. It was just that the immersive guidance had yet to be activated. He just stared at this darkness, his thoughts flowing.
Yuan Fei, who came from the Incident Investigation Team of Headquarters, had just arrived in Xia City. He didn't understand the situation. He saw that Luo Nan was young, yet Luo Nan had entered the fourth level of communication and tried to operate the simulator. He felt that failure was normal and that success was abnormal. He just laughed it off and didn't think about it at all.
But Luo Nan was well aware of the situation of his body and soul being unbalanced. He also had enough of the pain of the uncontrollable growth of his soul strength. Suddenly, the problem of low interference power appeared. Anyone would stare blankly for a period of time when faced with such a contradictory phenomenon.
He didn't have to ponder for too long before Bai Xinyan's surprisingly gentle voice transmitted over. "How does it feel to be in an out-of-body state on the Psychic Wave Network?"
Luo Nan was still tangled in the problem of interference power. He wasn't in the mood to respond, and he ignored the key elements in her words.
Bai Xinyan took it as a tacit agreement. She seemed to sigh and laugh. "Only that seemingly open-minded but actually old-fashioned muddle-headed dad of mine thinks that you only have the ability to send your soul. His face has been beaten swollen these past two days. He doesn't dare to come out and meet people... "
Only now did Luo Nan realize what Bai Xinyan was talking about. So it turned out that the misunderstanding of his out-of-body state being treated as a sent soul had already been corrected?
Mr. Bai really hadn't appeared these past few days. He Yueyin had told him that she had invited him to teach, but he had been tactfully declined. As for the reason behind this, everyone was clear in their hearts. Even though Luo Nan was a factor, it was only a negligible amount.
Luo Nan was disinclined to get involved in the conflict between this father and daughter. But then again, a woman who could make such a good-natured old man refuse to forgive her would only make him more vigilant.
He was silent for far too long. Bai Xinyan misunderstood his thoughts. "You aren't the only young man who hides his head and shows his tail. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's just that it's a bit reckless to act like this to a doctor... Hello, Sister. I'm chatting with your boss right now. Oh? "
He Yueyin had sent a message to Bai Xinyan, but only to Bai Xinyan. After the latter uttered a rather clear question, he also fell silent. Several seconds later, the inner layer of the sealed helmet lit up without any warning. The 'guidance process' targeted at ability users began.
Bai Xinyan's last words came, "Tonight's homework is starting. I hope you won't be lazy."
"Hey!"
Luo Nan didn't want to talk to Bai Xinyan before, but now he couldn't help but speak. Even an idiot would know that the problem He Yueyin and Bai Xinyan were discussing must have something to do with his lack of interference power. He was the person involved. Why should he be excluded?
This was a hospital, and he felt like he was diagnosed with a terminal illness. The whole world knew that he was going to die, but he was the only one who was kept in the dark … Wait a minute, the pessimistic attitude of the two in the private conversation last time, wasn't that what was going on?
Luo Nan forgot to accept the guidance for a time. He stared blankly once more. At this time, even with the external neuron protecting his body and the Void Depository as a buffer, he couldn't stop his chaotic emotions.
The next day, Luo Nan's mind was completely outside of the school curriculum. The symptoms of low interference power and the corresponding ominous omens had been plaguing him since last night.
According to what he knew, He Yueyin and Bai Xinyan had engaged in a long discussion after the incident, but in the end, they were unable to come up with a definite answer. Correspondingly, his altered schedule was facing a second major overhaul. Luo Nan could only wait for news before the revisions were completed.
Most of the day passed in a muddle, but Luo Nan didn't receive a new schedule.
Club activities began in the middle of the afternoon, and the other students got busy. Even Xie Junping, who had been accompanying him for the past two days, had a meeting to attend in the Student Council. Only Luo Nan was alive in the Order Club. He wasn't in the mood, so he didn't have any activities.
Luo Nan was in a really bad mood. He arrived at the treehouse in the Withered Tree Sandbar. He sat in the lounge, staring at the weak light in a daze.
At first, he seriously pondered over the problem of interference power, but his train of thought was battered and bruised by one knowledge obstacle after another. And there were far too many special circumstances that could only appear in Formatting Theory. He couldn't find anyone even if he wanted to ask.
In the end, his mood only worsened. He did a rough self-analysis in this helpless situation, trying to dispel these negative emotions on his own.
Luo Nan had to admit that when He Yueyin mentioned that there were only 800 daily users in the entire world on the Simulator level, he couldn't help but feel a bit of superiority in addition to being nervous. But right now, these emotions, which had just sprouted a bit, were directly cut off. He couldn't find any other emotions to fill the void for a time, so a feeling of emptiness and disappointment naturally grew.
But this wasn't just a change in status or the like. It involved a more fundamental problem. The question that had suddenly appeared a few days ago without an answer was like the impending night. It caused endless shadows to silently creep over him.
Luo Nan was alone within the shadows. He didn't have any point of support. Only the layer upon layer of chaotic emotions entangled him, forcing him to ask himself once more: Did his grandfather's Formatting Theory really have flaws that were hard to resolve?
For example, the uncontrollable growth of soul strength?
For example, the lack of interference power towards the material plane?
Was there anything else besides these two points? Was there an end?
Luo Nan leaned against the inner wall of the tree hole. Practically all of his energy was being devoured by these cruel questions. He was in a trance, unaware of the passage of time. This lasted until his ear vibrated slightly. Someone was contacting him through the HexaEar. He was a bit surprised when he saw the name of the contact person.
"Hello, Boss Luo. Are you free right now?"
Luo Nan rushed out from the treehouse. He passed through the underwater passageway and high-speed elevator to arrive at the main entrance of Gear. Not long after he arrived, a young man in his thirties arrived along the small path outside the building.
It was currently late autumn. The jungle and wetlands were densely interwoven with vegetation, blocking out the sunlight early on. It was much darker than the outside world. The newcomer had deep footsteps and shallow footsteps. He walked quite arduously. When he walked into the area illuminated by the lights in front of Gear, he grinned. Beads of sweat had already appeared on his slightly plump face:
"Boss Luo, this place of yours wasn't easy to find … … This place is pretty good."
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