It was unknown which idiot had done it. "Kiss!
Cam's tricks had actually been played with Luo Nan and He Yueyin.
When the lights focused on one's body, one would suddenly become the center of the world. The physiological and psychological states of people would inevitably undergo a certain degree of change. This involved instincts that had been passed down for millions of years. The only difference between people was whether they were more or less used to it. What's more, there were countless people clamoring. They screamed towards the balcony, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Rip! Rip! "
From the perspective of the group of people on the rooftop, He Yueyin was undoubtedly a first-rate beauty. Luo Nan could be considered a fresh and tender youth. His beauty was naturally delicious. People were impatient to watch a restricted level drama. It would be best if they could personally participate.
However, the reactions of the two people on the balcony were rather cold.
Luo Nan knew that he was a bit nervous and excited right now. His heartbeat had increased a bit, but this was far from enough to shake his mind. He had no intention to ponder over the complex physiological and psychological mechanisms within. He just followed his simple emotions. His fingers faced the strong light and streaked across the rooftop.
"99% of the people here are older than me. Sister Yueyin, you're actually quite young. You're at least 50% younger than the people here. Why can they be like this, but we have to be like this? Why can they use this method to be happy, but I can't experience it at all. Yes, I can't experience it. "
In comparison, Mrs. Halder seemed to be a bit more pleasing to the eye. At the very least, she did things with great difficulty. She bore pressure that was unimaginable to outsiders … … Luo Nan could understand this method, but he couldn't understand the group of people below him. He tried to place himself in their shoes, but he couldn't find any pleasure. He just felt a bit of envy and jealousy towards that state.
He Yueyin's voice didn't change at all under the strong light. "On one hand, it's because we can see a level that others are unable to imagine. We can also see the danger that is clearly far away, but it seems to be coming in the blink of an eye."
"This … …"
"Actually, Mr. Luo, you can relax and even indulge at any time. It's very rare to see an ascetic monk like you in the community of ability users. Vision and enjoyment are never contradictory. If you can solve problems by saving minutes and seconds, then a 'crisis' wouldn't be called a 'crisis'. "
"Cough. A crisis or something … …"
"On the other hand, perhaps it's guilt. I feel that I have made mistakes, that I can do better, and that the gap between reality and theory is unforgivable. I want to fill in the gaps and flaws, and then torture myself over and over again. "
Luo Nan felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. Right now it seemed that He Yueyin was no longer consoling him, but some other element was mixed in. He turned his head to look. Under the strong light, He Yueyin's side profile was fair and pure to the point of being practically flawless. Her calm and reserved bearing was extremely in line with Luo Nan's aesthetics. This should have been a very pleasing scene, but in the end, he couldn't ignore the tossing and turning clamoring of those people on the rooftop.
Many people felt disappointed because of Luo Nan and He Yueyin's serious lack of cooperation. For the sake of stirring up the atmosphere, their mouths became more and more unrestrained. Luo Nan could only sigh in regards to this: "It's fine if I torture myself, but now this group of people has come … … Sister Yueyin, right now I feel that letting this group of people play merrily makes my heart feel really bad!"
"So?"
So Luo Nan let the few sparks that were leaping in his heart collide with the ointment that continued to accumulate and mutate in the depths of his body and mind. In the blink of an eye, the ointment exploded into flames, burning both inside and out.
"I've really had enough!"
Luo Nan muttered to himself. He cast his gaze towards the rooftop once more. Before his eyes was the glaring light and the malevolent and warped faces. His ears were filled with clamorous noise, and his mental sensing network gathered muddy emotions and desires. The three most important sensing channels merged into one, creating a grotesque and dazzling space together. This preposterous space was trying to swallow him up, to make him dance according to the terrible rules within, to smear the terrible ointment onto his body … ….
Dream on!
So Luo Nan faced the light and faced the several hundred gazes that were focused on him. He raised his hand and crossed his arm, making a classic "umbrella" gesture. He didn't conceal his emotions in the slightest. It was the equivalent of a blazing torch that was thrown directly into the boiling pot of oil of desire on the rooftop.
"Boom!"
The obscenities and vulgarities piled up and expanded far too much in a short amount of time, to the point that the details were completely lost. All that was left were clamorous howls.
If Luo Nan wanted to, of course he could distinguish every single detail. But what was the point? His telepathic thoughts radiated out, triggering interference waves in passing. A second later, the powerful lights operating smoothly under the lighting control system suddenly went out of control. They were like incorporeal sharp swords. They hacked and chopped randomly on the rooftop, sweeping through warped faces one after another. Occasionally, they would pass through some dirty corners, drawing even more curses from people.
"You're crazy, lighting engineer!"
"Bullshit! What the hell is this!?"
"F * ck! Hurry up and extinguish the lights."
Okay, extinguish them! Luo Nan complied with their request, extinguishing the chaotic lights. Everything!
Luo Nan snapped his fingers, and the rooftop that was surrounded by lights suddenly sank into darkness. At this time, even the wristbands and other electronic products that everyone wore could forget about lighting up.
Of course, it wasn't to the extent of being completely dark and lightless. The light pollution of the city could more or less help, but the intense change in light and dark environment had already exceeded the upper limits of many people's minds. Some women were screaming, and there were vague curses mixed within. There was also the rather awkward sound of someone falling into the water … …
The entire rooftop was a chaotic mess, and the corresponding emotions were converging towards the same direction. People would naturally form uneasy interpretations of things they couldn't understand. Perhaps they wouldn't be able to use their brains in a rush, but the darkness would help them 'think', or let their imaginations run wild.
"Mr. Luo."
"Sister Yueyin?"
"Yeah, it's nothing."
In the end, He Yueyin didn't continue speaking. Luo Nan took it as her acknowledgment. So Luo Nan leaned on the railing with his elbow. He watched everything with interest and a clear conscience. He savored the novel feeling in his heart.
Luo Nan had never experienced this sort of situation before. He didn't have a clear goal. He didn't have a definite direction. Perhaps this was just a prank? Speaking of which, what was a prank again?
He habitually took this opportunity to reflect a bit. If he analyzed it according to Mrs. Halder's and Yin Le's masks, then what kind of mask was he using right now?
A mask of weakness? PASS！
A mask of strength? Plausible but not.
A mask of rationality? Come on, where was rationality right now?
Luo Nan felt a bit dizzy. This vaguely overlapped with his memories of his early days of secretly drinking with Mo Peng. But when he carefully examined the roots, it was a very new thing. It was like an ignorant and restless existence was born from a corner of his heart. It sprouted and collided with the chaotic reactions of the surroundings, mutually intertwining and absorbing nutrients. Gradually, it became a few basic reactions, taking shape and strengthening.
Luo Nan wasn't clear on the specifics, and he didn't want to think too much about it. He felt that this was quite good. It was quite relaxing. He didn't need to think too deeply. He just needed to follow the itch. Yes, it was like scratching an itch. He just needed to find a comfortable strength and use his strength!
It was also at this moment that the Wraith Sign, who was leading the invasion of the Bloodsoul Temple in the Abyss District, seemed to sense the situation over here. It gave Luo Nan a sidelong glance.
Luo Nan had never understood this demon. He didn't understand this fellow's reactions at all. He didn't understand where this fellow's actions came from. But right now, with this sudden sidelong glance, Luo Nan was shone upon by the demonic pupils of a different color. He suddenly understood … … At least he understood a bit.
This chaotic fellow seemed to be very excited … … It was precisely this state that was transmitted over to Luo Nan. Luo Nan was able to grasp the information contained within.
The Wraith Sign didn't possess intelligence, but it possessed a gluttonous instinct. It could be called aesthetic appreciation. From its perspective, the emotions and desires of living creatures were ingredients. Ingredients were divided into quality and coarse. Cooking techniques were also divided into high and low levels. In its eyes, its master, Luo Nan, was perhaps a savage who only knew how to hunt and gather. Even if he did occasionally plant crops, he did so freely. His harvests were all unprocessed. They were carelessly eaten, and they tasted terrible.
Though the quality of the ingredients didn't improve, a certain someone finally had some self-awareness … … So hungry!
Foodie!
Luo Nan experienced the emotional state of the Wraith Sign. He felt that it was even more interesting in his mind. There was also inspiration. He clearly received inspiration. He patted the railing and decided to experiment with this new method.
Luo Nan faced the darkness of the rooftop, as well as the restless emotions that frantically spread and grew within the darkness. Luo Nan let out a breath, but at the same time, he made everyone on the rooftop temporarily stop breathing.
"Hush. Quiet down. Listen to me."
Luo Nan didn't deliberately raise his voice. How could he make several hundred people listen to him? Well, it was actually quite simple. His soul strength interfered with the plane of reality and sealed everyone's nose and mouth.
At the same time, his interference strength was enough to guarantee that everyone could hear his words. He was practically speaking into the ears of everyone on the rooftop.
The rooftop instantly quieted down quite a bit. There were no other sounds, but there were even more intense sounds of struggle. The clanging sounds of tables and chairs being overturned lingered in the ears. And these noises quickly subsided. All that was left was Luo Nan's voice and will flowing within the darkness:
"Frankly speaking, you've provoked me. You've made me very unhappy. Of course, being happy isn't something I'm good at. I understand the opposite. Then, as a greeting and also as a form of revenge, I can convey to you the things I'm good at.
"From now on, I want you to shut your mouths and not breathe. I want you to howl in pain. I want you to beg for forgiveness from fear … … Oh, if you think of this darkness in the future, I'll allow you to think of me. My name is Luo Nan. I'm a fellow who doesn't really know how to joke around."
He Yueyin looked over in a daze from the side.
In the back, Qin Yikun and Gao De also looked through the glass door. They maintained their stupefied posture.
Even further away, there were different people using different methods to watch this preposterous live broadcast … ….
Luo Nan knew all of this clearly, but he didn't care at all. He only paid attention to the countless flames of emotions within the darkness. The turbid flow of the mental plane transformed into a long river of flames that flowed with oil.
However, the long river of flames didn't flow outwards. Instead, it formed a whirlpool. Or perhaps it was just the swirling oil in the wok, roaring and roasting within the raging flames.
The aroma of the food was nothing more than this. As for what was roasted, whether or not it would cause a fundamental change in the raw ingredients … …
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