"It seems to be quite advanced."
Right now, Luo Nan could calmly face all sorts of unexpected situations. Could there be a scene more inconceivable than this seemingly real relay station?
His consciousness remained within the misty palace. He did not rush to a conclusion. Instead, he quietly waited, sensed, and observed this palace. In the end, he saw the origin of this palace and what it was supported by.
Luo Nan observed for a period of time due to his limited cracking of the Black Box of the external neuron. He was basically certain that this misty palace was a product of information aggregation.
It was just countless complex information and data that followed some mechanism to produce an image projection on the mental plane.
This was not a preset program of the external neuron. It was more like Luo Nan was in full contact with the flood of information and data through multiple channels. It was a foundation of mutual compromise and passive choice.
First was the hairy embryo formed from the aggregation of information structures.
According to Luo Nan's current understanding, every information channel represented a type of information structure.
The external neuron was the systematic storage of data.
The Sunwheel Absolute Hell was the aggregation model of the shattered rules and information.
The evil poison was a negative state that severely distorted the rules and information.
There was also the altar spider web. It was a kind of intermediate state where information was transmitted, received, precipitated, and selected. The elements inside were even more complex. There were even millions and millions of living beings that had shallow or deep involvement and influence. It could be said that it was the place where the greatest variable was born.
When they collided together, it would be fine if it was just a simple flow of information. It was very likely that they would influence and pollute each other. In the end, they would become completely chaotic and become meaningless noise.
The problem was that these completely different information structures possessed rather stubborn and established patterns, yet they possessed a similar foundation in a certain sense. They possessed a relatively unified source, and the effects and infiltration they carried out on each other possessed the meaning of order and rules. Luo Nan could understand and utilize them.
Luo Nan believed that this was a good phenomenon. It had great potential. Perhaps in the future, when he encountered more similar channels or information structures, he could handle them according to the rules and form a pattern?
There was nothing much to say about the more specific things.
This was because what drove these information channels to fully combine was an academic article written by Master Zhanhe with an extremely long title. This could be considered a half-formed mold placed there. It naturally gathered and carried the powder of information. Even one out of ten thousand was enough to knead a hairy embryo from within.
Well, the process of information structures permeating each other was more interesting.
Next was the hairy embryo that Luo Nan had created himself.
This was the process of becoming more and more familiar with the flow. Luo Nan was the central axis where all information converged. He was the small wooden stick that produced cotton candy. He stirred within the flood of information, allowing the chaotic information to interweave and form a shape that held fundamental meaning to him.
Finally, it was another round of interaction, influence, and infiltration between the two "hairy embryos".
In the process, the overly profound rules and doctrines that belonged to the article were probed from the theoretical level, evolving into a configuration and turning into a concrete image when the cotton candy could not reflect it in time.
Eventually, in the chaotic haze, the two hairy embryos melted and turned into the Temple of Fog.
Luo Nan was truly just a hairy embryo. This included the structure of the misty palace. Luo Nan's current visible and perceptible form mostly belonged to the intermediate state between chaos and concrete form.
It was just that there were a few individuals that looked a little more gorgeous.
The reason for this, aside from the difference in the depth of Luo Nan's understanding and perception, was that some external objects were mixed in as well.
For example, Omnissha.
Luo Nan subconsciously touched his face. He was completely unable to sense any non-physical sensation. However, the strange item woven from the Laminated Interference Spirit Core was indeed still covering his face. Moreover, under Luo Nanyun's Mist Cover and the stimulation of his highly active soul strength, it was similarly active.
From Omnissha's perspective, the floating and flowing smoke and dust of information within the haze on Luo Nan's mental plane were its nutrients. They could be used to replenish and enrich its collection. Naturally, it needed to absorb them.
More importantly, in the process of absorbing nutrients, the Order of Invisible Veil, the "mask" behind the heavy curtains of smoke, also took the initiative to seep into the "hair embryo" of the fog palace, becoming an important element of the fog palace.
Oh, speaking of which, the two were quite similar. They both embodied the visualization and template-based processing of certain laws of power.
Speaking of which, did Liang Lu refer to Lord Zhan He's article when researching the Laminated Interference Technique?
The data presented in the database was very suspicious!
Luo Nan wanted to laugh, but his heart suddenly froze. He was unable to laugh.
His consciousness began to wander around the misty palace. It was as if he was strolling through it. One sculpture after another, either clear or blurry, flowed before his eyes. His consciousness wandered about, constantly changing angles. It was as if he had blended with the misty mist of the palace, turning into a casually wiped gauze. It was unknown where he would linger. Sometimes he would wipe that place more cleanly. Sometimes he would make it more chaotic.
Among them, the clearest was the Shadow Cockroach.
As for the reason, it was probably because he had encountered it at the end of the battle at the relay station. It had nearly taken his life, so it left a deep impression on him. Of course, it was also possible that space-time configurations were his strong suit, so he had a deeper understanding of them.
However, the next one exceeded Luo Nan's expectations. In terms of clarity, it was only inferior to the Shadow Cockroach. It was actually the Magnetooptical Mica Jellyfish.
Its mist was chaotic and had no fixed shape. It was similar to the environment of the misty palace, so it should have been the hardest to distinguish. But when Luo Nan's consciousness shifted over, he had quite a few intuitive feelings towards the seemingly random changes in the structure and flow. He was often able to find the first opportunity and make a judgment that it should be like this. It seemed to be very familiar.
Yes, he seemed to have been in the same situation when he took the offline exam. Later, he even borrowed the soul magnetization inside to scare away a true god.
Hehe, a true god!
Luo Nan's mind anchored itself to reality when he thought of this person. He thought about the reason why he had entered this marvelous state. Originally, he just wanted to find the theoretical proof that the Pope and the true god had their eyes on the Fantasy Breed. How did he build a palace out of thin air?
Well, this sort of thing was really more interesting.
Luo Nan could only convince himself in this way. Then he confidently focused his attention on the misty palace.
The blurry sculptures were fine for him. But the Shadow Cockroach and the Magnetooptical Mica Jellyfish were so clear that they seemed to be able to be touched. Then, he could wake them up at any time.
Luo Nan really did touch them. His target was the Shadow Cockroach.
Luo Nan felt rather subtle after his telepathic contact.
Of course, the Shadow Cockroach did not wake up. Luo Nan did not make contact with the material. He just had an additional understanding that pointed towards the configuration and even a deeper level. Unfortunately, it was not to the extent of being able to reproduce it. This was all just a projection of information on the mental plane. If he could create it out of thin air, wouldn't he become a master of creation?
There was a transparent membrane between the transparency of ideas and the reality of matter. It could not be pierced no matter what. It was absolutely not a thin layer. It was a dimension that made one despair.
Did Luo Nan despair? Not to that extent.
He had no intention of peeking into the domain of the master of creation. He just had some thoughts.
If he could pierce through this membrane, at least a bit of it would permeate through temporarily, allowing reason and reality to fuse into one. Only then could he be considered to have understood the work of the Master of Deep Harmony.
Looking at it rationally, it was impossible for Luo Nan to do this in a short amount of time. However, this direction and train of thought could be used.
He even had ready-made tools that he could use. From the looks of things, the lamination interference technique was simply the beggar version of this high-end direction.
Tsk. Liang Lu, oh Liang Lu. What should I say about you?
Let's first simulate it and see how your results are.
Which statue to start with ….
As Luo Nan was mulling over this, the external neuron transmitted a signal that did not harmonize with the misty palace environment. It was a distant communication.
This time, Luo Nan had no choice but to withdraw.
He returned to the plane of reality, and Zhang Yingying transmitted a visual communication. Half of her pretty face was displayed, as well as the neatly stacked ice granules on a tray.
"Boss Luo, we're done here. Can you check and accept it?"
Luo Nan looked at his watch. Not even two hours had passed, and the old hands probably hadn't even finished making the mold.
Not even Luo Nan could say anything about this efficiency.
However, Luo Nan already had a plan for the follow-up. "I sent you the assembly blueprints before. You can first assemble it according to them. Okay. Wait a moment. I'll change a few strokes first …. "
Zhang Yingying nearly reached out and strangled Daddy Luo Nan, who wanted to change the plan before he could even accept it. Did he think that Her Majesty Empress Wu had outsourced the syncopation apparatus to him?
Fortunately, Her Majesty Empress Wu went back to read and drink tea after she finished her work. Fortunately, Luo Nan had said to change a few strokes. It really didn't take too long.
Very soon, the assembly blueprint was sent over again. Although Zhang Yingying curled her lips and gritted her teeth, in the end, she still worked obediently.
Actually, she felt pretty good.
Just as she said before, this was the first time she understood Luo Nan's train of thought. This meant that she had improved … … Mm. Student Luo Nan had improved as well.
It was no longer the murmur of an idiot, no longer an inhuman whisper. It had returned to a relatively clear logic, but it had a higher level of inner meaning.
At least, that was how Zhang Yingying understood it.
Luo Nan's visual communications were always on. He directed Zhang Yingying's assembly progress from a distance. "Don't just use your hands. Follow up with your soul strength. Do you know telekinesis?"
"Aren't you afraid of interference?"
"There's still room for collaboration. Theoretically, it shouldn't be a problem for us to go in together. "
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"You … spatial structure is the most important thing. It's good to have that shape and precision, but it's fine if you don't … stop!"
"What happened?"
"Maintain this state."
"And then?"
"What's next!?"
The sparkling and translucent ice granule structure suddenly stretched and deformed before Zhang Yingying's eyes. It was like a flying ant suddenly flapping its wings to float in the air. It even let out a buzzing sound.
"Hey, the frequency is too fast …."
Before Luo Nan's voice could fall, at least half of the ice syncopation apparatus exploded in midair. They transformed into a thin layer of water vapor and ice shards that assaulted Luo Nan's face.
Zhang Yingying instinctively squinted her eyes. Her mouth cried out, "Oh no!" But when she focused her eyes to look again, a faint yet lifelike human silhouette appeared behind the water vapor.
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