No matter the time, the external neuron's movements were always at the forefront of Luo Nan's mind. Now it was even more sensitive.
Even though the reaction of a true god and the state of the horned demon were worth pondering, Luo Nan still temporarily withdrew his thoughts from the Wilderness. He focused on the virtual brain interface and quickly scanned it twice.
There was clearly a prompt response, but there was no definite information.
Luo Nan rarely saw this sort of situation. He did not dare to be negligent. He examined the virtual brain interface with all his concentration. He hated that he could not search the central region where the myriad stars converged …. Fortunately, he had not reached this stage yet. He was able to capture the source of the change.
It was one of the two large satellites in the periphery of the central virtual brain galaxy. It was the outer space flying ship that had always been in a state of isolation ….
Since there was nothing to dig up, Luo Nan had subconsciously overlooked it in the past. But ever since he officially came into contact with the Abyss World, aside from the extreme structure of balance between order and chaos and the corresponding backlash power, the thing that gave Luo Nan the deepest impression was the solitary floating in the periphery of the abyss. It seemed as if the flying ship could collapse at any time.
One was inside and one was outside. One was far and one was near. But the impression it gave others was carved from the same mold. Luo Nan could not help but suspect that there was a close relationship between the two.
Right now, the outer space flying ship was still in a state of isolation. It was far from comparable to the exoskeleton armor on the other side. But when Luo Nan focused his thoughts and observed carefully, the flying ship, which had always been in an unreadable state, lit up a certain region in the middle of the ship's hull.
The specks of light there were distributed in chunks. There was a dizzying effect, but it was more transparent. The light from the inside of the flying ship seeped out. It was as if the facilities and equipment in that region had been connected to an energy source. The program had been activated, and it began to hum and operate.
Luo Nan's thoughts probed over, and they really did enter.
The unreadable state of the outer space flying ship became history. It opened up certain privileges to Luo Nan.
When Luo Nan's thoughts cut in, they were limited to the electrified region. There were no more obstructions. He could feel a large amount of precise and complex structures. It was as if it truly existed. It was a high-end ship that could travel in space. It was just that it was in a mini form.
And it was precisely because it was' mini 'that the degree of precision of certain regions had exceeded the precision limits of Luo Nan's mental perception under the situation of being shrunk proportionally. It was as if a layer of dense fog was wrapped around it, making it hard to see too clearly.
In this indescribably tiny space, in this state of "precision" and "fuzziness", there was a piece of equipment.
It was being displayed on the "bright" screen.
There was a display interface on the device, on which an extremely tiny trajectory module was flashing. It looked familiar.
Luo Nan pushed his microscopic perception to the limit, and he finally recognized it.
Wasn't this the "offline test" he had just passed not long ago? Wasn't this the scalp-numbing and complicated "management cockpit" interface?
Luo Nan would be able to recognize it even if it had shrunk by a hundred or a thousand times.
The interface flashed silently. It was still in a relatively simple initial stage, and it seemed to be inviting him to enter again. Luo Nan really did cast his telepathy over, but the result he obtained was:
"System loading external data, offline testing function maintenance."
External information? Was it referring to external information like Soul Magnetization? Was it an established process, or was there some kind of stimulation …
It was most likely the latter.
Luo Nan recalled the contents of the flash of inspiration when he fought with a true god. Of course, there was also the earlier process of offline testing, the information input process that helped him solve his problems. They all came from the precipitated information of the altar spiderweb, but in the end, they still came from the Abyss World.
The external neuron didn't refuse anything. Or perhaps this was its method of analyzing information from the Abyss World?
Luo Nan could basically determine the close relationship between the external neuron and the airship at the edge of the abyss, from the external neuron's internal and external reflections, from the sending and receiving modes of the signal waves.
But he still needed to observe the relationship between Team One and the Abyss World. At the very least, he needed to see what kind of changes would occur after the so-called "functional maintenance".
Returning to a more realistic level, Luo Nan thought about the subtle evaluation he had obtained and the high probability of his low flying score. Frankly speaking, he was a bit unconvinced. If he could do it all over again ….
That would be pretty good.
Basically, Luo Nan viewed this change as a positive trend.
All that was left was to wait.
He let out a breath, and his thoughts returned to the Wasteland. The horned demon, who had just been cleansed by the soul magnetization, stood there quietly. It was no longer insane, but it was like a wooden stake. It was as if it had become an empty shell.
Had it been formatted?
Luo Nan imitated it and used the soul magnetization technique. He really didn't know what the consequences would be. He probingly entered the mental plane of the horned demon and felt the activity of its thoughts. It wasn't a dried-up well, a pool of stagnant water, nor was it a chaotic state where true and false were confused. Instead, it had a fixed rule and a certain rhythm. It was just in the process of germinating anew and integrating anew.
It wasn't just the mental plane. There were some changes and adjustments to its fleshly body. In particular, the area where it had been pierced by the true god's Sunlight Blade. The cell activity was intense, manifesting itself more clearly.
Luo Nan didn't know what would become of it in the end.
He had to wait for this …. But first, he needed to make some arrangements. It was quite scary to just stand there blankly.
The battle with the true god just now was short, but it was still quite eye-catching. Luo Nan had already ascertained the situation of the surrounding hundred square kilometers. The few people who had been ejected from the laboratory were all distributed in this area. Perhaps there were some among them who were interested in chasing after him.
Speaking of which, Luo Yuan should have left … In the corresponding position, there was only a pile of rotten flesh that was rapidly losing its vitality.
And President Wan!
Everyone was quite close to each other.
Luo Nan did not forget that the reason why his telepathic thoughts had returned to the 70-format laboratory was because of Dean Wan. It was because the wording was highly similar to Dean Wan's cultivation theories. It was related to the Lamination Interference Technique.
Maybe he should go up and talk to them?
Luo Nan shook his head and opened his personal mailbox. There was a letter that had just been sent. The sender was a bit unfamiliar, but with his grasp of the surrounding wilderness, he naturally knew the true source.
Even if he didn't know, he would definitely be able to guess it based on the special words used.
This was a set of complex coordinates. It involved the dual positioning of the material plane and the mental plane, and it was described with the unique theoretical logic of the Ten Thousand Towers. Were it not for the fact that Luo Nan often communicated and discussed with him, Luo Nan would have been confused for a while.
But right now, Luo Nan was a bit stupefied. Then he let out a sigh of relief.
At the end of the day, President Wan was a friend!
But how was he supposed to reply?
Luo Nan would feel disgusted if he were to play dumb and make a fuss about nothing, asking how these coordinates came about. But if he were to seamlessly connect the dots and go straight to the main topic, some things would be too troublesome to explain.
Since this was the case …
Luo Nan pulled up the information on the Lamination Interference Technique from the virtual brain system. He did a rough scan and opened up the virtual work area over at Ban City. He earnestly used the "I" secret symbol and began a laborious translation.
Dean Wan would certainly be very interested in this information.
To return a plum with a peach, everything was left unsaid!
Of course there were difficulties in translating. Sometimes he could understand it, but when it was reduced to words, the words wouldn't be able to convey the meaning. He would have to ponder over it endlessly.
Luo Nan decided to work through the night in one spurt of energy.
Yin Le had Luo Nan arrange three tasks for her. She was so busy that her feet didn't even touch the ground. Only Snake Tongue served her by her side.
The habits of humans were very terrifying. Unconsciously, she had already gotten used to having someone serve her by her side, and Snake Tongue was the best.
Luo Nan remembered that he still needed her to help him with his experiments before. But due to the accident in the laboratory in the wilderness, he had to fly several thousand kilometers away and fight back.
But now … … he still needed her. At the very least, he could refer to her at any time with the Yarn of Invisibility. Wouldn't he gain more inspiration?
Time had no sense of existence in the face of concentration.
Soon, it was midnight. Yin Le came back from her business to greet Luo Nan, but Luo Nan chased her off to rest.
The lighting in the bedroom interweaved with the lighting in the virtual work area. They were all automatically adjusted to the most suitable and stable state. It seemed that they were going to continue like this forever.
But at this time, muffled thunder sounded in the night sky of Ban City. Howling winds came at the same time. The wind was quite strong. Even though the yacht had already anchored into the harbor, it still trembled slightly.
This was the omen of an impending storm.
Snake Tongue, who had been massaging Luo Nan's shoulders, subconsciously took a deep breath. She didn't know why, but her chest felt a bit stuffy.
Luo Nan's movements paused before she could think deeply. He laughed, "A true god has returned. Hehe, he seems to be in a terrible mood."
"… …"
Snake Tongue's mind was in a muddled state for an instant, but she immediately became alert. She made a quick and sharp connection, "Is the Amaterasu Order preparing to restart the project?"
"Who knows?"
Luo Nan blurted out without thinking. He lowered his head and continued his translation work.
Snake Tongue's gaze focused on Luo Nan's face. In the end, she lowered her eyelids and continued with her work. Her technique was the same as before. As for what state her mind was in, only she herself knew ….
No, the 'lord' beside him must have known as well.
Time passed bit by bit. Dark thunder rumbled in Ban City. Dense clouds prevented rain, and the air grew more and more stuffy and dry. Snake Tongue obviously couldn't feel it inside the yacht, but her spirituality was clearly being suppressed and affected on the mental plane.
According to the logic of Luo Nan's words, this was most likely the influence of a true god.
Snake Tongue had been in Ban City for many years. She couldn't say that she wasn't used to strange sights, but she still had the ability to accept them. It was just that she was affected by the actions of the Amaterasu Order two days ago. It was hard to avoid some divergent considerations.
Jorja Weimen was probably shivering in fear.
Luo Nan's voice suddenly cut into her ear, "What's the temperament of a true god like? You've been in Ban City for so many years. Do you have some understanding? "
"... He's temperamental. He has an explosive temper. If he's a god, then he must be a very vile one. "
Snake Tongue quickly reacted. She made her own conclusion and evaluation, "He's quite in tune with the atmosphere of the divine path in Ban City."
Luo Nan burst out in laughter. Snake Tongue still had a sharp and sinister temperament deep in her bones. His curiosity was piqued, and he asked in passing.
"What about me?"
"My lord?"
"Yes. What about me?"
Snake Tongue didn't find this strange. Luo Nan had faintly placed himself on par with a true god's mentality. It was just that this so-called evaluation was close at hand. It would inevitably bring about all sorts of problems. She had no choice but to consider it.
After several seconds of silence, Snake Tongue smiled and said, "From what I see, my lord really isn't gentle."
"......"
The language of humans was truly marvelous.
Snake Tongue clearly deviated on purpose with craftiness, but it involved the flow of dispersing on the mental plane. She went from a pool of stagnant water to a winding stream in a jungle.
The complexity and subtlety of her emotions actually exceeded the scope of Luo Nan's understanding.
Luo Nan couldn't figure it out for a time. He thought deeper and felt that it was ridiculous. He simply dispelled these distracting thoughts and responded faintly.
"Then I'm really sorry."
He no longer spoke with Snake Tongue. He focused on his translation work once more.
It was another sleepless night.
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