"Big Mouth Cao, you coward!"
Huang Bingzhen cursed loudly and clearly. He was practically treating himself as a martyr, but his roots didn't change. He turned his face to Luo Nan and spat wildly, going straight for the bottom three routes: "So what if I want to fuck a woman? Since this circle is on the stage, it's for sale. You're burning with anxiety here, but your cousin might be even more anxious. She might not be able to hold back her coquettish... Ugh!"
A student to the side rewarded him with a fist, accurately hitting his stomach. Huang Bingzhen's face immediately turned purple, and he spat out acid. His entire body curled up.
Luo Nan ignored him for now. He looked around after sending off Octopus. He gradually sorted out the clues from the details that were hard for ordinary people to discover or even touch upon.
Most of the people in the garden weren't attracted by the situation over here due to the partitioned layout and the effects of various drugs. They just laughed and screamed, minding their own business. And it was because of this that the atmosphere became even more absurd.
After looking around, his gaze finally fell back onto Huang Bingzhen's body. He gave a slight nod, but soon shook his head: "The current environment is fine. Personal emotions are fine. This bit of evil intent isn't enough to stimulate an effective structure. It can't reach the intensity of the peak radiation."
"Oh, I understand a bit." Bamboo Pole snapped his fingers. He was the one whose attainments in the mental side were second only to Luo Nan. His knowledge was extensive, and his train of thought was open. He had been constantly trying to understand Luo Nan's special language system. Now he was suddenly enlightened.
"Boss Luo, what you're saying is that you were able to sense a certain portion of the turbid mental flow surging abnormally, forming a peak. Whether it's intensity or orderliness, in any case, it broke through a certain threshold and approached the standard of configuration. All of this can be applied to Huang Bingzhen, but there are some errors in the field investigation. "
"Yes, there are errors, and the errors aren't small. There's already a qualitative difference." Luo Nan let out a breath and revealed a smile.
He wasn't deliberately mystifying things, trapping everyone in a five mile fog. It was just that his ability to express himself was lacking. His strength was lacking. He was very gratified that there was someone who could understand the translation.
Zhang Yingying understood now: "Then there was an external cause inducement... Now the external cause is gone?"
"Let's say inducement for now." Luo Nan's gaze roamed over Huang Bingzhen's body. He carefully pondered and sorted out a series of details.
At this moment, his bracelet vibrated.
A second later, Zhang Yingying and Bamboo Pole also received communication requests. After a brief communication, they knew that the mess they had made in the club had made many people unable to sit still. The reactions of all parties finally came into play.
Zhang Yingying and Bamboo Pole each answered and communicated with each other. Luo Nan looked at the caller ID, but he ignored it for the time being. He just walked two steps toward Huang Bingzhen, getting a bit closer. He asked very seriously: "That kindred spirit of yours. Where is he right now?"
"Hehe."
Human emotions were a strange thing. Huang Bingzhen, who had always been a foppish playboy and had nothing to do with bravery, gained unprecedented scorching power in the face of a situation where he was likely to be surrounded and beaten up by dozens of people. He tried to curl up the corners of his mouth, trying to face everything with the so-called mocking smile.
But in the next moment, his cheeks and chin were forcefully pinched to death by Luo Nan. His skin, bones, and teeth were ground. It was sore and painful. The taste was terrible to the extreme.
"Oh la (Luo Nan)!"
At this time, Huang Bingzhen had a bit of awareness that a soldier would rather die than be humiliated. He struggled furiously, erupting with power in an instant. He nearly broke free from the clamps of the two military and political students.
"Huh?" Bamboo Pole's heart stirred slightly when he saw this scene. He took the initiative to end the call and walked over.
Zhang Yingying walked a bit further. Luo Nan and Bamboo Pole had already started talking when she discovered the changes.
"Do you feel anything?"
"Something on the mental plane? Sorry, I don't feel anything at all. I just see that the explosive power is a bit excessive … … "
"You can examine the fleshly plane. This is an important point." No matter how much Huang Bingzhen struggled, he was unable to move his power to his face. Luo Nan continued to firmly grasp Huang Bingzhen's cheeks as he carefully observed. "It's changing … … This person's emotions are heading toward extremes. But his extremes are meaningful and orderly. This is interesting."
Bamboo Pole was also observing and making a judgment: "Is this a concentration caused by extremes?"
At this time, Huang Bingzhen's face turned purple under the creation of extreme emotions. His eyeballs were about to pop out. In particular, his eyeballs were severely congested with blood. They were densely packed with veins of blood. The corners of his eyes and temples were throbbing. Hatred and resentment overflowed from his words.
Luo Nan's eyelids didn't even blink. It was like he was observing a little white mouse in a laboratory box. And he really was making records. The external neuron interface was quite convenient to work online.
He had mental senses that were becoming more and more precise and penetrating. He also asked the Wraith Sign to help him across space. He was able to make a relatively accurate judgment of the activity of Huang Bingzhen's brain region and the composition of the neurotransmitters that were secreted and circulating within his neural network. After making the original records, Luo Nan would go back and input the relevant data. Perhaps he would be able to obtain a deeper conclusion through the model his mother had designed.
Of course, the most valuable thing right now was the faintly discernible embryonic structure on the mental plane. It embodied the changing laws of turbid flow that he had been researching and pondering all this time. If he traced it back, he would be able to strip away many originally vague truths.
Luo Nan came to a preliminary conclusion: "Concentration is a conscious action, but this person doesn't possess it. His control ability on the mental plane is a complete mess. My opinion is that the reason why his soul strength tends toward structure and order is because someone has already planned out the channels and vessels for the drainage beforehand … … It belongs to the construction of the material plane. "
Bamboo Pole blinked his eyes: "Oh, this is a delicate job."
"That's right. And it's a bit familiar."
Luo Nan loosened his hand, giving Huang Bingzhen's mouth freedom. Huang Bingzhen's face contorted. He wanted to let loose a torrent of curses, but the military student restraining him had already used his technique. The force penetrated into the medulla oblongata, causing Huang Bingzhen's breathing and heartbeat to go out of control. Huang Bingzhen couldn't say anything.
Zhang Yingying ended the call and came over. She just so happened to hear the tail end of the conversation. She immediately asked: "If he keeps on going to extremes, will there be a qualitative change?"
"It's hard to make an accurate judgment without sufficient structural analysis … … But I feel that it's still a bit lacking. In the domain of configuration, especially on the mental plane, the design threshold is taboo. It's not too high or too low.
"After all, the target of guidance is seriously unstable. Some people are in a good state, and they might be able to leap up. But there are also people whose blood vessels might explode. They are just a hair's breadth away. If this sort of situation occurs, it would undoubtedly be a failure of design.
"So, in actual operation, it's better to design a few more levels. It's like a ship lock. It's better to go up section by section … … Oh?"
Luo Nan's relaying of these design concepts caused the surrounding students to perk up their ears. But as he spoke, a flash of inspiration occurred.
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