Old Hand and Jiang Zhong left.
As they exited the cabin, they bumped into Yin Le, who had sent them over. Yin Le politely wanted to send them off the airship, but they refused. Basically, the two bid farewell in a calm mood. This was in line with Luo Nan's expectations.
"Sir's heart is too good." Yin Le said this as soon as she entered. She was suspicious of flattery, but part of it was from the bottom of her heart.
She hesitated for a moment before saying, "The human heart is subtle. If Sir's attitude is too kind, it might not be a good thing for them."
Luo Nan was arranging the parts around him, trying to piece them back together. He didn't even raise his head when he heard this. "Master Shou isn't that kind of person. As for Jiang Zhong... he doesn't seem like one either."
His words were uncertain, but his tone was flat. This was because this wasn't the main point of Luo Nan's attention. In comparison, he felt that the relationship between the two was more worth exploring.
"The friendship between Master Shou and Jiang Zhong is extremely deep. It's not at the level of an ordinary collaborator."
Yin Le pulled out the relevant information. "Yes, it's closer than what the information shows. However, Master Shou's Hengduan Seven Tribes has a much more tense relationship with Jiang Zhong. Their relationship with Jiang Zhong is the relationship between a researcher and a lab rat... A considerable number of people have a very bad impression of Jiang Zhong. On the day she and Master Shou were kidnapped, some people even suspected that it was a trick she played. "
Luo Nan's hands didn't stop assembling. He just spoke a bit slower: "Under normal logic, even if the researcher felt pity for the 'lab rat', it's unlikely that the researcher would develop a friendship and relationship with the lab rat. That would be far too difficult … … But the facts are there. How did this friendship come about? And when did it come about?"
Yin Le roughly grasped Luo Nan's train of thought. She tried to make a judgment. "If we exclude some complex physiological and psychological factors, pushing the time forward is more logical. This is before the Hengduan Seven Tribes became living materials. "
"They 'moved' to Ban City in the first place to become living materials."
Nominally, it was to provide social relief to the nomadic tribes of the Wilderness that had suffered from the Mutant infection. But in reality, everyone was clear. The research organization of Ban City's trade market wouldn't give them the time and space to make friends.
"Then we can only push it forward..."
"The Wilderness." Luo Nan said.
Yin Le quickly brought up the corresponding information. "According to the information from the Great Ze Cult, there are rumors that Jiang Zhong was born in the wilderness. At least in the processing plants and research institutes, most people think so."
"Wilderness … This is the wilderness." Luo Nan paused his assembling actions for a moment. Then he casually swept his hand and cleared the table in front of him, letting the spare parts scatter to the ground.
Then, he took a fake vertebra joint used on load-bearing ridges and placed it in the middle of the table.
"What we can be 100% sure of is that before Master Shou came to Ban City, he was in the wilderness, in Spring City, near the Hengduan Mountain Range. If Jiang Zhong got to know him in the wilderness, it's most likely here … "
Luo Nan placed another bionic joint on the table, placing it together with the one representing the veteran. He thought for a bit and separated them a bit.
Using a "veteran" to anchor Jiang Zhong and her range of activities was a little arbitrary …
Yin Le continued, "The same source of information indicates that the president of the Dazawa Society, Matsudaira Yoshio, is a 'close friend' of Jiang Zhong, and it might even be a little ambiguous … The beginning of this relationship should also be in the wilderness."
"Matsudaira Yoshio, huh?"
Luo Nan had seen Matsudaira Yoshio's information before. It seemed that Matsudaira Yoshio was a powerful character, but Luo Nan's impression of Matsudaira Yoshio was still fuzzy in his mind. What attracted Luo Nan's attention was that Matsudaira Yoshio had once roamed the wilderness for a considerable amount of time. It was just that Matsudaira Yoshio was very secretive about where he went and what he did.
Then again, no matter what sort of person Matsudaira Yoshio was, the friendship forged between him and Jiang Zhong in that complicated and dangerous environment had been tempered for so many years. Most likely, it was true friendship.
He swept a glance at Snake Tongue. There was still another piece of circumstantial evidence for this matter.
Luo Nan's thoughts entered a state of linear deduction.
A long time ago, a friend in the wilderness … … There were far too many possibilities in terms of specific locations without the anchor point of "veteran". However, if Old Hand was added, Luo Nan would have to seek an intersection, and the range would suddenly narrow.
But then … …
Luo Nan picked up another bionic joint and placed it on the table. "Could Matsudaira Yoshio and 'veteran' be old acquaintances?"
"This … There's no evidence to prove this."
Yeah. Wouldn't the relationship be too complicated if he followed this line of deduction? Could it be that Jiang Zhong and even Matsudaira Yoshio were old acquaintances?
Luo Nan grasped the bionic joint in the palm of his hand and flipped through the external neuron to search for information. In the past, He Yueyin had recently asked Yin Le to search the information market for some information regarding his grandfather Luo Yuandao's scientific research ethics case. He would flip through it when he had nothing to do.
Unsurprisingly, there were no records of any connection.
And this was the most detailed information Luo Nan could find in the early days.
As for the Wilderness Laboratory stage, it was the late 70s and early 80s. The World Government was still in a difficult strategic defense phase against the Mutants in the Wilderness. They had practically no influence over the refugee powers. Even the intelligence organizations of the inner world didn't have many methods to deal with the chaotic and bloody Wilderness. It was very difficult to gather intelligence.
After going back and forth many times, Luo Nan felt that it would be better to listen to his aunt Luo Shuqing's memories.
"Forget it. I'll just pay attention for now."
Luo Nan placed the third bionic joint on the edge of the table. He played it down on the surface, but he had already made a decision in his heart. He would wait until his mental plane's condition had more or less recovered. He would start from this angle and completely monitor Jiang Zhong and Matsudaira Yoshio's movements … …
Or he could simply draw up psychic diagrams and attempt divination. He could see if he could erase the uncertainties from the perspective of supernatural powers.
Oh, speaking of psychic diagrams, why did he come to Ban City in the first place?
With a thought, the exoskeleton frame's contents automatically switched out in Luo Nan's virtual workspace. What replaced it was Luo Nan's newest work in Xia City.
It was on this psychic diagram that the luxurious Jadeite Light Cruise Ship was tapped, and a certain image was drawn … …
Yin Le knew that Luo Nan was deep in thought. She carefully controlled her breathing for fear of disturbing him.
It was just that every time Luo Nan was deep in thought, there would always be some abnormalities around him. This time, aside from the contents of the virtual workspace being switched, the three bionic joints on the table were rolling under the influence of some invisible power until they spun and spun … …
There was also a blood red ant the size of a thumb. It seemed to be the one that had been used as an experimental subject just now. It had crawled back from the opposite table.
Unfortunately, its luck tonight was abysmal. It had just climbed onto the table when it was run over by a rolling bionic joint. Perhaps it hit its vitals? In any case, it immediately erupted with a blood-colored flame and was burned to ashes.
Luo Nan's gaze locked onto the fire of the fire god ant that exploded and then extinguished, as well as the remaining ashes. He appeared to be deep in thought.
And at this time, Yin Le noticed that Snake Tongue was silently retreating. Her eyebrows were knitted together, as if she had encountered some problem.
Oh … … There were some fluctuations in the mental domain.
"What's the matter?"
Even Yin Le noticed the abnormality on the mental plane. There was no need to talk about Luo Nan. He even confirmed the source of the disturbance.
His gaze turned to Snake Tongue, and her figure paused. She lowered her eyes and said softly, "Reporting to my Lord. It's Zuo Jia Wei … … calling for help."
"Oh?"
Luo Nan had been staying at the trade market for the past few days, which was also the northern shore of Northern Mountain Lake. He had nearly completely forgotten about the big guy on the southern shore.
But when Snake Tongue mentioned it, the image of the giant camphor tree spirit immediately appeared in his mind.
"Calling for help … … Oh, I nearly forgot. What's the situation like with the powers of the Orders of Order of Ban City these past two days?"
Yin Le replied, "They're all unsettled. The Fusang Divine Tree system revealed itself that day, and it scared quite a few people. Plus, everyone says that the true god is in a terrible mood these past two days. There are a few more venting barrels and scapegoats in the dark. "
"They're just venting barrels?"
Luo Nan didn't believe it at all. Speaking of which, what in the world were the Pope and the true god going to set up in Ban City? What were they cooking?
The current Luo Nan's insight and knowledge were different from when he first arrived in Ban City. It didn't matter if they were Aberrations or whatever. They were born with a spirit, received the power of faith, and could operate and evolve … … This was already in the category of Fantasy Breeds.
It wasn't just the Zuo Jia Wei Men. According to the taxonomy of species of the Heavenly Yuan Empire, the so-called gods consecrated by the thousands of Orders of Order of Ban City could be classified into the category of Fantasy Breeds.
Yes, that's right. In the standard sense, Fantasy Breeds referred to creatures that didn't have a natural material foundation. They were pure creations of consciousness, desire, and information. However, in the actual process of development, there would often be a 'trigger' in the distorted process of desire and cognition.
There were also such examples on Earth, including mountains, rivers, trees, rocks, birds, and beasts, natural phenomena, and even ancient sages and heroes. All of these could become the cornerstone of faith.
Of course, this was just the initial stage of Fantasy Breeds. Truly powerful Fantasy Breeds would inevitably break away from the shackles of concrete objects, physical properties, and images. They would expand their domain of influence as much as possible.
For example, the Magnetic-Optical Mica. Its original form was very likely to be a white cloud that could be entrusted with one's imagination. However, in the long process of evolution and growth, it accepted more and more elements of imagination and desire from trillions of intelligent life forms. In the end, it was fixed on the space-time element of imagination. It was said that one could see ten thousand kilometers away and wish to fall beyond the heavens.
There were also studies that showed that the original form of the Magnetic-Optical Mica was an experimental configuration invented by a powerful existence. It was just that it took the shape of a white cloud. Only with an extraordinary foundation could it possess a variety of terrifying abilities that were powerful and extraordinary.
Of course, this wasn't within the development of Fantasy Breeds.
"Speaking of experiments … …"
"Experiments?"
Yin Le and Snake Tongue were ruthlessly abandoned by Luo Nan's train of thought.
Luo Nan didn't pay attention to them. He just thought that he seemed to have heard Liang Lu mention something before. In history, Fantasy Breeds were indeed extremely important research targets. They were a kind of special transitional element. They themselves had an extremely important meaning … …
A few relatively clear concepts spun in his mind, and he suddenly hit a certain trigger point. The external neuron's built-in database search function was activated.
One professional thesis after another and arranged neatly appeared in Luo Nan's sea of consciousness.
Why wasn't he this sensitive in the past?
Luo Nan brought back his past self and felt sour about his present self. But after thinking a bit more, he felt that it was reasonable. This sort of telepathic trigger function. If he didn't have the Abyss of Heaven style of thought, how could the Abyss of Heaven style of thinking be realized?
The most important thing was the content of the relevant materials.
Luo Nan relied on the translation function of his secret glyph to hastily sweep through them. At least within the scope of his field of vision, the topics were different. The keywords and introductions were more or less repetitive.
Aside from the words Fantasy Breed, Magnetic-Optical Mica, and so on, there were other words like system, Kingdom of God, medium, precondition, and so on.
Did I search them?
Luo Nan's gaze fell upon the article at the very top of the list:
Configuration, Faith, and Great Limit — — The Rational Reconstruction of Historical Evolution from Ignorance to Dawn: The Magnetic-Optical Mica Chapter.
Oh, I feel like this is a large work … … A part of it.
Luo Nan noticed this. Aside from being at the very top of the list, there was also the word "Configuration" at the very top. But before he could translate the introduction a step further, he first noticed the author.
This was a name that he wasn't familiar with, but he was rather sensitive to some time ago.
Azure and Blue.
"Zhan … … Holy crap!"
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