Gym Master Xiu's lecture time was not too long. He indicated that he had already taught Luo Nan everything that needed to be taught. The rest was up to Luo Nan to experience.
Luo Nan wasn't in a hurry to leave. He and Xue Lei sent off the students of basic class five, then went to the backyard to help Gym Master Xiu clean up. He continued to pack his luggage, and he only left the daoguan at around nine o'clock.
Luo Nan and Xue Lei separated in the underground parking lot of Boshan Building. They sat in the security car sent by the Society. The driver of the car was the same one from last night. His surname seemed to be Qin, but Luo Nan was unclear about his name.
Neither of them were talkative people. They merely nodded at each other as a greeting. Luo Nan sat in the front passenger seat. His body leaned against the back of the seat, allowing the car to drive onto the highway. He closed his eyes and muttered to himself.
Right now, Luo Nan's heart, liver, and spleen were driving the blood and energy of his entire body to rise and fall. The blood and energy soaked through the tendons, periosteum, muscles, and so on of his entire body. The blood and energy rose to his face. The eyes orifice was like a lamp, and the orifice of his mouth and tongue was like a jade pool. The blood and energy naturally coiled. It was marvelous beyond compare.
However, Luo Nan was rarely touched by the various mysterious transformations on his body. At this moment, his mind was filled with the knowledge of the Root Receptacle, Root Nature, and Root Trigger.
The flashing spiritual light seemed to mix with the dazzling starry sky in the afternoon, sketching out a novel structure before disappearing in the blink of an eye. It was both exciting and frustrating.
Stop, stop, stop!
Dojo Master Xiu had said that this sort of clairvoyance and judgment technique couldn't be done with empty guesses. They had to start from the real thing. The best way was to have a mutual understanding of the inside and the outside. That was to gain insight into oneself, observe others, gradually familiarize oneself, and find an evaluation principle that was most suitable for one's own logic.
This sort of way of speaking faintly conformed with the concept of egoism in Formatting Theory. It suited Luo Nan's taste very well, and he didn't dare to be careless.
So Luo Nan decided to dedicate all of his weekend time to seriously practice what he had learned tonight. Because of this, he had to postpone all of his schedule for the next two days.
The current Luo Nan had a different status in the Society. He had an entire security team by his side. If he were to suddenly change his itinerary, he would need to act as soon as possible to avoid inconveniences and accidents.
He immediately contacted He Yueyin. There was nothing to hide about this matter. He directly said that he had to rest at home and sort out his recent gains.
He Yueyin naturally supported this.
Luo Nan simply chatted a few words before hanging up. His mind calmed down a bit, and he began to make simple arrangements for his schedule for the next two days.
On Saturday, he could hide in his bedroom and continue to familiarize himself with the Nine Apertures and Six Roots homework. On the other hand, he could ponder the application of the Root Receptacle, Root Nature, and Root Trigger. For the rest of the time, he continued to burn and refine the external neuron to see if there was any progress. If he gained anything during this period, he would split his consciousness and send it to Ink to verify it one by one.
On Sunday, they would make adjustments according to the specific situation on Saturday. Just like that, these two days were filled to the brim and were extremely fulfilling.
If everything went smoothly, when he arrived at school next Monday, he could use this opportunity to quietly explore the mysteries of Gear … How wonderful!
Luo Nan was very satisfied with his own arrangements. He immediately opened his notebook and made some simple tabulations before making some slight adjustments. After everything was settled, he heaved a sigh of relief and was in a good mood. He took the initiative to smile at the bodyguard driver beside him.
"You've worked hard these past few days. I'll stay at home for the next two days. I hope everyone can relax."
Driver Qin wasn't good with words. He was very steady. Luo Nan's time at the daoguan wasn't easy to set. He waited in the underground parking lot for nearly an hour, but he was still calm and collected. He felt more reliable than Old Jin of the Hidden Indigo Firm.
He just laughed at Luo Nan's words. He didn't respond.
Just as the car was about to return to silence, Luo Nan's wristband vibrated. Someone was calling.
Luo Nan looked at the caller ID and thought to himself, "This is really strange." Mo Ya's name was actually displayed on the screen.
His older female cousin had gone to Man City for a month. She had gone crazy at the music festival, angering his aunt to the point of jumping like a corpse. Aside from Luo Nan being hospitalized twice in the middle of the month, which was too frightening for him, there was no news from her for most of the time.
Why did she take the initiative to call him today?
As soon as the call connected, Mo Ya bluntly asked, "Do you remember the favor you owe me?"
Did you know that I blocked a bullet for you?
Luo Nan nearly blurted it out, but in the end, he still asked, "What favor?"
"I looked at your call log. September 26th, 7: 18 in the afternoon. Do you remember?"
"......"
"Forget it. In any case, you owe me a lot of favors. I don't care about this time. You just need to remember your promise to repay me. I want to use your house to prepare for the party! "
Luo Nan finally struggled out of the brilliant thoughts of the root receptacle, root nature, and root trigger. He really did obediently sweep his eyes over the call log. He did his best to recall for a few seconds and finally remembered.
The night before he truly comprehended Formatting Theory, Mo Ya really did cover for him … … Actually, there wasn't much meaning to it. Just the next day, he was brought home by his aunt.
Luo Nan was disinclined to bicker with Mo Ya over these things. "Yeah. You said it before. I think it was in the middle of October. What time is it now … … Oh, you stood me up because of the music festival. "
That's right. Mo Ya had practically let go of everything for the sake of participating in the Man City Music Festival. She had been gone for an entire month. Naturally, she had missed out on everything.
Mo Ya snorted coldly, "Haven't I arranged it now? I'll tell you that I'll be back around the 5th. There's a celebratory party on the same day … … Don't be nervous. This has nothing to do with you. Naturally, my best friend will arrange it. You can vacate your house first. "
"I haven't been back for almost a month."
Luo Nan grumbled. This was the truth. He had been running back and forth between the hospital and his aunt's house since October. His pharmaceutical equipment had probably already turned to dust. He didn't need pharmaceutical experiments right now, but he needed to properly arrange his grandfather's notes, relevant equipment, raw materials, and so on.
Oh right. Octopus already had preliminary results. He was anxiously waiting for the contents of his grandfather's notes. He should give Octopus an explanation.
Luo Nan pushed the boat along with the current. "Okay. I'll find some time to tidy things up. I'll contact you again."
"No need to smoke. Tomorrow is the weekend. Hurry up and get things done."
Luo Nan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. "No way!"
"Oh, so direct?"
"Monday. I'll vacate Monday for you."
"Monday is the 5th. The 5th is Monday. Are you preparing to have us have a dust removal party?"
"I have very important things to do over the weekend!" Luo Nan bit down on the words "very important" and spat them out. He tried to make Mo Ya understand the seriousness of the matter.
In terms of practicality, it was indeed very serious. He had just given He Yueyin a call. He wanted to cancel all of his travel arrangements for tomorrow. With Secretary He's efficiency, this matter would certainly have already been arranged. Now he wanted to turn around and eat it back. Not to mention his face, how would He Yueyin's authority be guaranteed?
As for not following the plan and going out by himself, that was even more serious. It was tantamount to trampling He Yueyin's newly established rules into the ground.
But there was no way to let Mo Ya know about this matter, let alone let her understand. Luo Nan just felt stifled.
Mo Ya was silent for a moment. She spoke a few seconds later: "Very important? A date? "
Luo Nan groaned: "Sis, I'm not lying to you … …"
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