Luo Nan was running in front, breathing smoothly. Crag Burst was tearing apart a certain scoundrel who had taught him how to transfer. The two were connected through the HexaEar, but Crag Burst howled in his excitement:
"You said transferring is the only way to be safe. What's going on now?"
"Virus? Is the Martial Empress so bored that she planted a virus in her balls? Oh right, she doesn't have any balls … … "
The latter half of his voice was very low, but it soon rose up again: "You don't know? I listened to your fucking introduction and used your transcoder to transfer the files … … Huh? Of course it's yours. Why would I use it for anything else? F * ck! You're wailing! "
Crag Burst grinned as he spoke, reversing his mood: "Oh my! I heard about your super high end super high capacity archive. It turned to ashes just like that? That's quite a pity! "
Crag Burst ended the communication with a big laugh. He felt that he finally had someone to take with him, even though the person was a bit thinner. He impatiently explained to Luo Nan: "It's that bastard Bamboo Pole. He's really hurt himself this time. He reaped what he sowed!"
Luo Nan didn't have that kind of agitated experience. He wasn't a veteran like Crag Burst or Bamboo Pole. He just followed along and asked: "Isn't it troublesome to transfer from the Psychic Wave Network to the Internet?"
"I heard so. But it's fine as long as we know how to use the tools. Bamboo Pole wrote a few small programs that are quite easy to use. Of course, he's screwed this time."
"Is it a simple information transfer, or is it an interference and coupling between the mental and material planes?"
"Don't. Let's not talk about this. You can just ask Bamboo Pole later." Crag Burst immediately called for a stop. He wasn't interested in pure theory at all, especially with Luo Nan's fierce reputation. If Luo Nan really got up early in the morning, it was as if he had drunk three liters of alcohol. His day would be wasted.
Crag Burst admitted defeat, but Luo Nan was a bit regretful. Right now, he was very interested in all phenomena and theories that could involve format conversion, interference coupling, and so on. His breakthrough two days ago had opened a door to him. The door was full of treasures, but there were far too many treasures. He hadn't completely sorted them out yet. He needed to continue working hard.
Luo Nan's morning running exercise had just begun. He thought for a bit and changed the topic: "I still haven't thanked you."
Crag Burst waved his hand: "How could that be? This sort of mission is easy and convenient, and you get points too. Only your secretary would be so considerate in arranging it."
"No, I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the analysis of winning and losing factors and the mentality of facing the enemy. What you told me was really useful and helped me a lot."
"Let's talk about some experience. If we can use it, it means that we have a tacit understanding." Crag Burst rubbed his big bald head. He was quite proud of himself. He gave Luo Nan another thumbs up. "You were able to find a concept that suits you so quickly. You're quite amazing. Oh right, I heard from Zhang Yingying that it's called coupling? "
"To be precise, it's Formatting Theory. Coupling is a type of application. It turns theory into reality. "Luo Nan knew that Crag Burst didn't want to listen to theory, so he didn't say too much.
According to Crag Burst's suggestion, one must have an unshakable conviction when facing a powerful enemy. That conviction must be established upon one's most irreplaceable advantage.
Luo Nan didn't hesitate too much. He chose Formatting Theory.
Only a complete set of laws and rules established upon the foundation of Formatting Theory could be an irreplaceable element fused into his bloodline. It was Formatting Theory that brought him inconceivable experiences. It presented the marvels of the dark side of the world to him. It allowed him to know what others didn't know. It allowed him to see what others didn't see. It also gave him the authority of certain laws and rules.
And what was even more fortunate was that he was able to comprehend his mother's coupling theory in time. He borrowed the heart lantern of the eyes orifice that Xiu Shenyu had taught him to put the capital of Formatting Theory into practice. He could completely use a lofty tone to speak to an ability user like Black Beetle like that.
You can't see what I can see.
You don't know what I know.
You can't compare to what I can control.
You can't reach where I'm at!
Frankly speaking, this feeling wasn't bad.
Luo Nan grinned and laughed. The temperature flowing through his veins seemed to increase somewhat.
On the other side, Crag Burst pondered for a bit. He grunted twice and then opened his mouth to speak: "It's obviously good to be able to find a conviction. However, it's not enough to just look at victory. You have to look at defeat. There's no one in this world who can win forever and never lose. It's said that President Ouyang was beaten to the point of questioning life when he was young. When that time comes, it will be time for you to be tested …. "
Luo Nan turned his head to glance at him and nodded: "I'm prepared."
"A bit of mental preparation is absolutely not enough!"
Crag Burst gave a piece of advice as someone with experience. "It's hard for even the calmest person to thoroughly discover their own flaws during victory. But after a crushing defeat, mistakes will be magnified. It's far too hard to maintain a normal state of mind. Therefore, it needs to be tough. It needs to be quenched and polished over and over again. In the end, the existing structure needs to be completely smashed to pieces. Only then can a good piece of steel be refined …. The most taboo thing is to sway left and right. It's self-denial. "
"I know what you mean." Luo Nan continued to smile. The warm breath he exhaled from his mouth and nose was as smooth and long as before. "But don't worry. I have no other choice."
The blow of failure had arrived a long time ago. The current situation of the three generations of the Luo Family was the clearest manifestation of this.
But since his grandfather, mother... and perhaps even his father, all of his flesh and blood had poured their blood and sweat into Formatting Theory, Luo Nan was destined to be the driver and reviser of Formatting Theory before it crashed, even if it appeared to be a sports car that had gone out of control at high speeds.
Therefore, Luo Nan didn't have the powerful conviction to use Formatting Theory to defeat all powerful enemies. He only had the resolve to live with it and die with it.
Luckily, the road ahead was still marked by coupling and the existence of Gear. There was still light. There was still hope.
Luo Nan originally wanted to say something after his smile faded, but he didn't say anything in the end. His feet didn't stop. He raised his head to look ahead. The morning light gradually revealed itself behind the flower walls of the courtyard in the residential area. Even though there were layers upon layers of high-rise buildings, the clear outline of the sky was reflected. He could see everything clearly.
Luo Nan jogged a few laps with Crag Burst before returning home. Even though today was Sunday, everyone in the family had their own plans. They didn't wake up too late. Even Mo Peng yawned as he lay on the living room sofa, playing games to pass the time. He didn't see Luo Nan enter the house.
His uncle, Mo Haihang, was busy in the kitchen. He would insist on cooking whenever he had the time to prevent the entire family from suffering from the torment of the AI housekeeper or his aunt.
As for his aunt, Mrs. Luo Shuqing, she just laid out the tableware and occasionally directed the AI housekeeper to tidy up the house.
Luo Nan greeted her and went upstairs to wash up. Luo Shuqing just nodded. She didn't say much. It was hard to describe the cheerfulness between her brows. She glanced at Mo Peng playing games in the next moment and spoke in a cold voice:
"Come over and help."
Mo Peng raised his head in shock, but he didn't dare to let out a fart when he saw his mother's face. He tossed away the handheld terminal and walked over to act like an obedient child.
The atmosphere in the house was a bit oppressive. It was like this all the way until mealtime.
It was no wonder that such a situation occurred. Yesterday was Saturday. The family went to the sanatorium to visit their grandfather, Luo Yuandao. But it was different from last time. They practically didn't have the chance to have direct contact with Luo Yuandao.
According to the sanatorium, the degenerative symptoms of the old man's central nervous system were becoming more and more severe. It further deepened the condition of his schizophrenia, causing his mood to be very unstable. Moreover, it was still worsening. If this continued, his mind and body would probably quickly collapse. There would be no possibility of saving him.
Even though this was a result that could be predicted long ago, it was still hard for people to accept when it actually happened.
Luo Shuqing was the only relative who was allowed to visit for a short period of time yesterday. Her mood entered an extremely downcast state after she personally witnessed her father's various conditions. Her mood didn't improve by much after a night.
Because of this, the dining table was strangely silent during breakfast time.
Luo Nan buried his head in eating. Thin slices of beef were paired with millet porridge. A dozen or so slices of meat were directly pressed into the bowl of porridge. The porridge was thick and scalding, and it was wrapped in the fragrance of meat. It went very well with the rice. He used the largest bowl in the family. His progress was also the fastest. It didn't even take ten minutes for him to finish his third bowl.
"Don't drink hot food. It's hot and you'll get sick." Luo Shuqing only ate a shallow layer of porridge in her bowl. She didn't have any appetite. She just watched the others eat. In the end, she stared at Luo Nan and opened her mouth to admonish him.
Luo Nan just grunted and continued to bury his head. He slurped the golden millet porridge into his mouth, eating boldly and confidently. His appetite had always been astonishing. After following Gym Master Xiu to cultivate in the eyes orifice, his appetite had increased.
Luo Nan wasn't indifferent to his grandfather's worsening condition. However, the experiences of the past few days, especially when he was swaying back and forth on the edge of life and death, caused a different feeling to linger in his heart.
There were actually many attitudes one could have when facing the pain of one's loved ones. Sorrow was a common and helpless action in the secular world, but it might not be suitable for him.
Luo Shuqing didn't get angry when she saw her nephew bury his head and eat. She just asked her husband, "Did Nannan gain some weight?"
Mo Haihang could guess that his wife had sensed that something was wrong with her mood. She was trying to adjust herself, so he grunted and said, "Old Mo, give me a number. What's Luo Nan's weight?"
Old Mo was the AI housekeeper. He grasped the body data and health index of the entire family. He immediately responded with a magnetic baritone voice, "Mr. Luo Nan's weight was measured at 52.6 kilograms on October 28th. His BMI is 18.8."
"That's fine." Mo Haihang nodded at Luo Nan. "You've put on a bit more weight recently. Your complexion looks better, though it's still on the light side."
Luo Shuqing felt a bit gratified. Her lips curved into a smile. "It looks like practicing martial arts was the right choice to stay in the hospital for a long time. I'll let the chubby kid go later."
Mo Peng had been shot while eating. He immediately opened his eyes wide with an innocent expression.
Luo Nan swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth and helped him out of this predicament. "Gym Master Xiu is about to move. The dojo will be temporarily closed for business."
Luo Shuqing furrowed her brows. "Then what are you going to do?"
"I don't go much. I just need to give some pointers occasionally. They only accepted me because of Leister. This can't happen again. Two days ago, Xie Junping wanted to join in on the fun, but he was rejected. "Luo Nan didn't speak a single word of falsehood. At most, it was a bit exaggerated.
Luo Shuqing stared at Mo Peng with a face full of disdain. "You found a dozen excuses when I asked you to spar with me. Now you don't have a chance. Look at that belly of yours …. The Mo Family and the Luo Family don't have anyone with a body like yours! "
Mo Peng was suddenly questioned about the purity of his bloodline. He was drunk. He couldn't help retorting, "I'm still in my puberty period, okay? How am I supposed to grow taller if I'm skinny? Let's not talk about anything else. If I'm shorter than Mo Ya in the future, am I supposed to blame you guys for being biased? "
"Mo Ya?" Luo Shuqing suddenly laughed. "You're talking about that unfilial girl who ran away from home? You don't need to worry. I'll break her legs when she gets back! "
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