December 28th, Friday.
It was finally the last weekend of the Gregorian calendar. The Chinese and Western festivals were almost over, and there was still more than a month before the traditional Spring Festival. The students and office workers in Xia City could only hope to hang on to New Year's Day.
There were still three or four days before New Year's Day, but the businesses in the large residential area were still practicing under the lingering warmth of Christmas. Low-end recharges, high-end discounts, and fancy renovations. They had to dig out the last bucket of gold for the year 2096 before the end of the year.
As the core area of the large residential area, Cloud City Water Village's high-rise buildings had undoubtedly become the center of activity for the surrounding students and residents. Whenever it was around dinner time, a stream of people could pass through the Water Village's underground parking lot all the way to Aurora Cloud Capital's rooftop observation deck.
The taverns and restaurants that were usually lukewarm were also forced to come up with "reservation clauses" to deal with the huge number of tourists who could not be seen at all. Compared to these, the tea houses, cafes, and cold drink shops scattered around the various buildings as temporary stops for tourists were really hard to find.
The group of cadres in the Mystic Arts Research Society found a bar with great difficulty and settled down for the time being. More than ten people occupied two tables, and it was quite crowded.
A sharp-eyed person saw that there was a table in the corner of the bar, and only one of the four seats was occupied. He said, "There's an empty seat over there. A few of you can go over there."
"Over there … Hey, that person looks quite familiar."
"Nonsense, there are at least ten thousand faces in the large residential area."
"No, look, that person seems to be from our society."
"Isn't that perfect? We can get together. If he can happily give up his seat, we'll give him an extra 0.1 credit. "As he said this, someone got up and prepared to share a table, but as soon as his butt left his seat, he was pulled back by his companion.
"Are you stupid?" His companion pouted slightly, indicating that the idiot could see the expressions of some people on the other table.
The other table was relatively spacious, and those sitting there were high-ranking cadres, vice presidents, investors, and so on.
Among them, it was obvious that Ou Que's baby face was dark, and his gaze was like a knife when he turned his head and glanced at the corner. Sitting diagonally across from him, Fei Jin was holding her chin and smiling subtly.
Got it!
Thinking of the recent news in the club, many people took a second look and suddenly realized, "Oh my, it's the legendary one!"
"Why is Luo Nan here?" There were some high ranking members of the society who wished for the whole world to be in chaos. They directly asked the question.
Ou Que's face turned even darker. Fei Jin was still smiling, but no one really broke the ice.
Others might not know, but all of the high ranking officials on the platform knew the origin of the devil ray in the lake in front of Gear on the north shore.
From beginning to end, no one had ever heard Luo Nan mention this matter. But when the Mutant, which was worth fifty to sixty million, was stuffed into the lake as an ornamental fish, this already made clear the hard path and position of that person.
Every single one of the society members present had a net worth of hundreds of millions. Fifty to sixty million was not a large sum that was worth looking up to. But the reality was right in front of him. He had no ambition for the power of the society at all. He just wanted a laboratory for fun. Who would purposely poke at this guy when they had nothing to do?
And so, after a short period of awkwardness, no one brought up the stupid topic of "sharing a seat" again. They just pretended not to see the person in the corner. The group of people began to order refreshments and drinks. They chatted to pass the time as they waited for the group activity that would soon begin.
When they first entered the bar, Fei Jin, well, it should be said that she was possessed. She had already discovered Luo Nan's existence. In addition to the convenience of being a woman, her current position was the best position to observe Luo Nan.
She could see Luo Nan in the corner just by raising her eyes, including most of his movements.
And it was through Fei Jin's eyes that Lady Halder was able to size up the target she had been pondering for a long time.
Lady Halder had adapted to the tool that was Fei Jin these past few days. She was familiar with the structure of Fei Jin's body and soul. She had a general understanding of Fei Jin's social connections. And Luo Nan had been cooped up in the laboratory all this time. It was really a coincidence that they ran into each other today.
Coincidence brought opportunity.
Lady Halder observed the target in the corner while chatting with a familiar face next to her. She dealt with Yu Ru.
The reason why she was able to do this was because there were two or more souls placed within Fei Jin's body …. Let's put it this way for now.
The Bloodflame Order's Seizing Secret Technique wasn't a direct method of possession. Instead, it was like taming a horse or herding a sheep. It used fear as a rein and despair as a fence to direct the behavior of the original soul, causing it to enter a wonderful half-drunk half-awake state. It used the instincts deeply rooted within the body to deal with the majority of daily situations. When a special situation or a problem occurred, it would be forcefully corrected.
This method seemed gentle, but in fact, it burned vital energy to a great extent. It was extremely ruthless, and it would cause unavoidable harm to the host.
Lady Halder didn't take it seriously. In any case, Many-Sided wouldn't let this person live after this.
Right now, most of Lady Halder's effective attention was focused on Luo Nan's body. From her point of view, including Yin Le, who temporarily shared this body, Luo Nan's behavior was very strange.
Yin Le heard the news and joined in at the last minute. She observed for a while, but she couldn't understand Luo Nan at all. "Why is he being so picky?"
The virtual workspace opened up on the table in front of Luo Nan. There were many virtual structures that appeared to be parts, fragments, and even lines and strokes. They were densely packed, with many layers interweaving and even twisting together. Luo Nan was like taking out a ball of thread or picking out a toothpick. He meticulously disassembled them, but sometimes he even added a few strokes. The operation appeared to be quite complex.
"He should be doing some sort of classification work." Lady Halder carefully observed Luo Nan's operation in the virtual workspace, especially the last few steps of the multi-step cycle. "It seems that the majority of those fragmented structures are meaningful, at least on the level of ability users."
"Meaningful? Is it referring to the effect of the interference force flow? "
"This should be the configuration he spoke of and demonstrated." Lady Halder recalled the video materials circulating on the Internet. She made a comparison and made a preliminary conclusion. "The problem is that the details of the structure seem to have little to do with the Bloodsoul Temple. It could also be that the disassembly is too fragmented …. After all, there aren't many people who can stand at his height to understand the domain of configuration. I actually believe that rumor."
"Rumor?"
"Order of Justice, Door of Truth, and the like."
"That nonsense from REE?"
"What else? Could it be that these fragmented components are all a part of his inspiration? "Lady Halder believed that there were geniuses in the world, but she had always made a clear distinction between accumulation and talent.
Of course, this wasn't the main point. From their point of view, if Luo Nan's attainments in configuration weren't related to the Bloodsoul Temple, then it would truly be troublesome.
Why did the Bloodflame Order's First Oblatum and Vice Oblatum attempt to "connect" with Luo Nan?
It was because the White Bone Mound that appeared in the Jintong Sea of Death was undoubtedly the configuration of the Bloodsoul Temple. So they suspected that Luo Nan had a close relationship with Mo Lun, who should have died, but didn't.
On the other side, Luo Nan proposed a series of theoretical prototypes such as Cage, Configuration, and so on. He even developed the Blood Will Ring on this foundation. He built a fortress and successfully established himself in the Abyss District.
This method, which was highly similar to the fundamental methods of a secret order, allowed them to see the hope of the Bloodsoul Temple's structure taking a step further.
At this very moment, in a certain corner of the world, the structure of the Bloodsoul Temple had already materialized … … But the problem was that it wasn't under their control.
So whether it was in theory or in practice, they needed a clear fulcrum. They needed to firmly exert their strength so that they wouldn't be left far behind. They would be at a loss of what to do and where to go.
Probing, questioning, and seeking support all fell upon Luo Nan's body at the same time.
These two goals actually had inherent contradictions. Lady Halder didn't dare to say that she had a foolproof plan. She could only seek further contact with Luo Nan in order to carry out her plan.
Fei Jin observed from a distance. The First Oblatum and Vice Oblatum were pondering: With Luo Nan's identity and current situation, he shouldn't be posing in such a crowded place. There should be something he needs to do.
Yes, there really is.
Fei Jin's eyes swiveled, and her gaze swept over a familiar face that had just entered the door. The person behind her made a special effort to memorize this face.
Tian Si. It was a rare normal person who had a close relationship with Luo Nan. She was once a high ranking member of the Mutual Aid Association.
Right now, Tian Si was following closely beside an old woman, blindly following her every step.
The old woman was around eighty or ninety years old. Her grizzled hair was cut short and stood up like a boy. It was dazzling, but it appeared refreshing. Her figure was on the thin side, but her complexion was rosy. Her clothes were dignified and conservative, and her posture was ramrod straight. She appeared to have quite the bearing and self-cultivation.
A group of people naturally saw the old woman when they passed by the two tables of the Shenyan Society. A few people subconsciously shrank their heads back, but even more people stuck out their butts and stood up to show the most basic respect.
"Professor Pan."
The old woman shot a glance over, but she didn't stop. She just nodded in greeting. Under the complicated gazes of a group of people, she headed straight for the corner of the bar, which was Luo Nan's seat.
As for Luo Nan, he was clearly excessively engrossed in the Configuration Fragments of the virtual work area. He only suddenly woke up when the two people arrived at the table.
He didn't even bother to tidy up when he saw the newcomers. He hastily stood up. He was just about to greet them when the old woman across from him opened her mouth to ask:
"You're Luo Nan?"
Her words were clear and full of energy when she opened her mouth. Her voice was a bit louder than a normal person's. She didn't wait for Luo Nan to respond before speaking with furrowed brows: "You're just like your father. You've been infected with the bad habit of mysticism."
Luo Nan was a bit stupefied. He subconsciously said: "Can you not mention him?"
The corner of the old woman's mouth curled up: "I don't want to pay attention to that guy either."
Luo Nan was fully aware that the atmosphere wasn't quite normal, but he couldn't help but have a good impression of the old woman. Tian Si gave him a meaningful glance at this time, and he remembered to greet her:
"Professor Pan, Senior Sister Tian, please sit."
This grizzled haired old woman was the mentor of Luo Nan's mother, Bo Qingwen. She was the town boss of the school's design department, Professor Pan Wen.
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