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Chapter 682

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Oh my, an unexpected harvest!

Luo Nan never expected that the effects of mounting the Luo Nan Ruler would manifest so quickly. The barrier in Yin Le's heart had practically collapsed like a broken dam. Perhaps she still had a chance to repair herself, but the Wraith Sign had noiselessly shaken off two strands of spider silk in the Polar Domain, which was even deeper than the abyssal region. This was to make up for the work of constructing the network nodes.

One strand directly adhered to the structure of Yin Le's body and soul. Yin Le, whose mind was in turmoil, was completely unaware of it. And the instant the connection was made, a portion of essence energy spilled out due to the turmoil in her mind. It flowed out along the spider silk and seamlessly connected to the altar's spiderweb, linking up with each other.

From Luo Nan's perspective, Yin Le had become a normal operating node on the altar's spiderweb. Though Luo Nan couldn't say that he understood everything about her, he was able to see the majority of the changes in trends from the corresponding feedback. Of course, he could do more direct interference.

On the other hand, though Mrs. Halder's spider silk was able to adhere with force, the altar's spiderweb was unable to reach the core when it attempted to establish a connection with her. It was unable to extract life essence energy. The operating mechanism of the winner takes all and the loser perishes appeared to be blocked here.

If the nodes of the altar's spiderweb were like Mrs. Halder's, then this network could simply be shut down.

"This woman is truly amazing."

Luo Nan harbored such thoughts, not caring about the temporary setback. Instead, he was more curious about the analysis diagram that he had seized on the spur of the moment. What sort of image did he have in the eyes of the amazing Mrs. Halder?

Since the diagram was logical and clear, Luo Nan scanned it once and had a certain understanding of the results of the analysis.

The feeling was quite complicated.

It was a bit shameful, but it was quite interesting. Some of the conclusions made him ponder, but some were quite repulsive. When put together, it seemed a bit scary. But when he mulled it over, he was inexplicably pleased with himself.

Overall, he felt that it was quite reasonable.

So I'm actually this sort of person! Is it good or bad? It should be okay...

"Boss." Yin Le spoke with a hoarse voice eighty kilometers away. Her breath was dry and weak. It was hard for her to continue. Her mind was still a bit muddled right now. She didn't dare to think about what sort of terrible consequences her terrible reaction would bring.

"Don't think too much about it," Madame Halder said calmly. "Some things are all about coincidence. It was easy for us to obtain this piece of information, so it's not a big deal to give it up … Mr. Luo isn't someone who fusses over every ounce. "

These words were addressed to both sides at the same time.

Luo Nan had already said his goodbyes before, but if he really wanted to make a comeback, there were no access fences in this region of Xia City that could stop him.

Actually, Luo Nan was still paying attention.

Mrs. Halder faintly smiled. It looked like she didn't mind Yin Le's major mistake at all. She didn't care about Luo Nan's possible negative feedback either. She even had the leisure to continue making a small analysis. "Mr. Luo's age is at the tail end of puberty. His personality is still unsettled. It's not bad to have a clear understanding of himself.

"Moreover, judging from the intelligence, Mr. Luo's hormone secretion was in disorder during the most critical years of his second puberty. Mr. Luo had been constantly taking medicine to modify his nervous system, and his development was also lagging … His body affected his mind, so it was only natural that his personality would change greatly. What's the point of torturing yourself for a change that's destined to happen? "

Clearly, Mrs. Halder had noticed Yin Le's terrible state. She began to relieve her stress and teased Luo Nan in passing.

This probably meant that a certain someone was still a child who had yet to finish puberty.

Luo Nan didn't know what sort of attitude he should take to deal with this. Oh, right now he was the one who said his goodbyes. He should pretend not to hear it.

He completed his mental construction with great difficulty when laughter suddenly came from beside him. "Mr. Luo, your previous words might have been a bit offensive, but they are all variables after all. You absolutely cannot be careless, nor can you have any rebellious thoughts. Forcefully changing your personality isn't necessarily a good thing. "

"......"

Luo Nan turned his head speechlessly and saw Fei Jin to the side. A subtle and indescribable smile was displayed on her youthful and beautiful face. She formed a similar yet contradictory picture with Mrs. Halder, who was eighty kilometers away.

Was this a counterattack?

Luo Nan really didn't expect that Mrs. Halder would use Fei Jin, an old channel. Just as he was frowning, Fei Jin's dazed and bewildered eyes regained some light. She lightly swept her gaze over and stopped at the glowing virtual work area in front of Luo Nan.

This was Luo Nan's sketch work. Though it was just a silhouette and the facial features were still messy, the bearing of a mature woman on the rocking chair had already appeared. It formed a clear correspondence with the scene eighty kilometers away.

The two women were of different ages and appearances, but their words and charms were synchronized at this moment. "Mr. Luo, you're quite interested in me?"

"...... You can say that."

Luo Nan was embarrassed at first, but then he thought about it. You guys took me apart into three pieces and tossed them around on a diagram. Can't I just make a portrait of you?

The thought sprouted in his mind, and he added a few words at the back. He even said in a genteel manner, "There are many aspects of Mrs. Halder that can be drawn."

Yin Le's eyes went wide. She subconsciously held her breath.

Mrs. Halder was still as calm as before. "According to the intelligence, when Mr. Luo first entered the profession, he was a psychic who entered the path of painting. He was extremely efficacious. I wonder if there is anything particular about this painting? "

"Oh, there is."

Luo Nan turned to look at this unfinished painting. He wanted to use this opportunity to retort. He couldn't lose his momentum. But the words in his mind were like a sketch that couldn't be continued. They were stuck in the middle, unable to evolve any further.

The sketch was still the same sketch, but his train of thought and structure had been replaced by the constantly changing impressions. It was completely unrecognizable.

Of course, it was very easy for Luo Nan to make a simple sketch right now. He was able to sketch out Mrs. Halder's charm with just a few strokes. But the problem was that Luo Nan's goal had never been a simple sketch. Instead, he started from the core of his mental senses, reproducing and refining from multiple angles and all aspects … … This draft was far too lacking when compared to his own requirements.

The foundation of Mrs. Halder was far more complex and profound than what he knew when he first began to draw.

At this very moment, Luo Nan suddenly felt like he was a stupid student who was nearing the end of an exam but had yet to finish answering the questions. An incorporeal pressure quietly grew, and by the time he realized it, it had already formed quite a large scale.

She was truly amazing!

This wasn't the first time Luo Nan let out this sort of sigh. However, the holes in his imagination were quite a bit larger than last time. Perhaps this was Mrs. Halder's ruler that probed into his heart!

Mrs. Halder gave Luo Nan a reminder.

When he used Luo Nan's ruler to probe into the depths of others' hearts, others would have a reaction force. Some of them were insignificant and unrecognizable, like He Donglou, Yue Qi, and even Yin Le. Some of them were much more powerful, much more swift and fierce, like Mrs. Halder.

All sorts of forces converged together and squeezed together. It was only natural that there would be pressure. Madame Halder was but the most obvious of these. Other reactions, neat and fragmentary, were still steadily gathering.

Actually, Luo Nan already had a similar experience. Back when the altar spiderweb had just been set up, the vital energy circulating within was taxed. Even though each bit was just a fraction, many a little makes an ocean, there was still an enormous amount of profit. Of course, this profit was a kind of positive feedback, but the enormous accumulation itself was pressure. Fortunately, Luo Nan had the Wraith Sign, the Bloodsoul Temple, the Soul Cloak, and a series of other distribution channels. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been squeezed to the point of bursting. He just needed a bit of residual energy to continue to support the God Gear Icy Ocean. This would give his Body Gear enough driving force to maintain rapid progress.

Positive feedback was already like this. Negative feedback …. Well, from a higher level, there was no such thing as positive or negative feedback. It was just how to deal with it.

Take a look at Mrs. Halder. She had digested and reused Luo Nan's overbearing pressure. She was like … She was like an enormous furnace, smelting out the most suitable materials for herself.

Huh? Speaking of which, the methods of both sides were pretty much the same!

It was just that Luo Nan needed to carefully ponder and learn Mrs. Halder's method of transforming the negative interference force.

However, the most important thing right now was that Luo Nan finally grasped a thread of inspiration after some contemplation. Perhaps his awkward silence lasted a bit too long, but it didn't matter. The tip of his pen gently moved, and his thoughts that had been blocked for a while were cleared up. He finally began to ink in the virtual work area that had been vacant for a long time.

Luo Nan didn't do anything else. He just focused on strengthening the contrast between the light and the dark side, causing Mrs. Halder, who was sitting calmly in the work, to have more tension in the dark side. It was so much so that it appeared slightly distorted. It was like a furnace emitting high temperatures to the outside world. Her pupils, half hidden in the dark side, were like fiery red doors. It was as if high-temperature flames could sputter out from them at any time.

"Wow."

Fei Jin let out a soft sigh from the side. Of course, this was synchronized with her controller. But there was actually nothing else after this.

The corner of Luo Nan's lips perked up. Some things really were comprehensible by drawing analogies. When his sketch work was completed, his blurry and ever-changing impression suddenly became clear and definite. Especially the spiderweb that had been tossing and turning around Mrs. Halder all this time. The tactile feedback of the spiderweb also became real. It was as if he had touched a blazing furnace sealed in flesh and blood. He could feel the scorching and surging energy within, but the energy was highly orderly. Practically every bit of it had a clear direction of flow.

He understood a little bit.

A knock came from the room at this time. Not even two seconds later, someone knocked on the glass door to the balcony. "Mr. Luo, is it convenient?"

He Yueyin was on the other side of the glass door.

"Oh, Sister Yueyin. Please come in." Luo Nan quickly responded.

At this time, Fei Jin reached out a hand to touch her chest. She bowed toward him. "This item has been returned to its rightful owner. What she needs right now is a good night's sleep …. I'll be borrowing the bedroom for a bit. You can do whatever you want with it."

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