Chapter 95
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Old Mo was the family's AI housekeeper. Since he had carelessly chosen to lean towards' environmental protection ', this AI's cooking menu forever lacked high-fat and high-protein options. Moreover, the nutritious meals he made were more like medicine than food.
Old Mo's uncle and aunt weren't averse to this. They didn't mind occasionally slacking off and tasting fresh food. But for Mo Peng, he would rather drink plain water!
Luo Nan also felt that it would be best for him, who had consumed large amounts of mental power, to strengthen his nutritional supplements.
Seeing the troubled expressions of the two youngsters, Luo Nan's uncle readily agreed: "Then we'll settle it outside. There's a new restaurant nearby that's pretty good."
As he spoke, he used the car's AI to order food online. His luck wasn't bad. Even though he had already entered the bustling Xia City District and it was meal time, he still successfully placed the order.
The SUV cut into another lane and entered the light track of a certain skyscraper. It began to gradually rise to the traffic level.
Xia City had twenty transportation layers from the ground to the sky. Aside from the five layers that were used by specialized flying machines, the remaining fifteen transportation layers mostly used the light rails that bypassed the various high-rise buildings in the city to realize the switching and distribution of the layers.
Every night, the outer layers of many skyscrapers would light up like spiraling neon lights. Tens of thousands of flying cars would shuttle back and forth, forming a seemingly never-ending stream of light. It was filled with the beauty of order.
Luo Nan continued to read the rest of Bamboo Pole's words, and the word 'order' was mentioned.
"We've observed the Secret Orders. The vast majority of them, from top to bottom, show signs of irrationality. But within and between every order, a high degree of unity and order is ultimately manifested. It makes one suspect that all irrational things are stuffed into a hard, firm, and tight framework. Or perhaps it's a kind of magical machine. Irrational raw materials are filled in, and the product is order. I can't find any other explanation for this besides a complete ability explanation system. "
"We can match the Secret Order's ability explanation system with the Society's internal ability explanation system. Shallow Believers correspond to unawakened ability users. Devout Believers correspond to Awakened ones. Fanatics correspond to Engineers. Favored correspond to Extraordinaries. Basically, the ability levels are quite compatible. Is this the ability explanation system's different routes lead to the same goal? If this is the case, the Society will be very happy to sit down with the Secret Order and eat breakfast together. But in reality, the Church's explanation system still had serious differences with that of the Association …
"The Society, the Church, and even the Burners. What does the coexistence of two or even more systems mean? Have we only seen one side of the truth, or is the world like a sandwich? Or simply a thousand-layer cake? There's another layer to unravel, it's just a matter of how you want to eat it … "
Bamboo Pole's article was very long. Luo Nan only read the gist of it. However, the main point was still very clear. It was to discuss the opposing system between the Association and the Secret Orders, and to correct some people's belittling of the Secret Orders.
However, Luo Nan's feelings had deviated a bit from Bamboo Pole's goal of writing this article.
"I seem to have entered the wrong door …"
Luo Nan felt a small sense of absurdity. No matter how he looked at it now, his own Formatting Theory leaned more towards the direction of the Secret Orders.
Like Xie Junping and Cat Eyes, weren't they shallow believers?
Another example would be the Wraith Sign, who was a fanatic.
The standard of the Societal Format was more like the typical structure of the Secret Orders, with God as the center.
If the facts proved that his Self-Logic and the ability explanation system advocated by the Society had a serious deviation, then what was the point of him joining the Society?
Of course, Luo Nan wanted to know why his grandfather's theory would form such a close correspondence with the Secret Orders system.
Was it a coincidence? Or was it some other reason?
Luo Nan's doubts were destined not to be answered in a short amount of time.
The family had already arrived at the restaurant. They were guided by the waiter to their reserved seats and sat down. The restaurant's environment was pretty good. It had antique wooden window partitions, allowing light to pass through and emphasizing privacy. Even though there were quite a few people eating, it was relatively quiet.
Luo Shuqing was quite satisfied: "The place you chose is pretty good."
This kind of environment was a bit old-fashioned for youngsters. Mo Peng wasn't interested in the surrounding decorations. He lowered his head and played his game after ordering.
Luo Nan went to the bathroom. His train of thought had hit a bottleneck. It was hard not to be preoccupied. He kept his head down the entire way, ignoring the things around him.
But when he was washing his hands, someone beside him called out in a probing manner: "Mr. Luo?"
Luo Nan was startled. He raised his head and saw that the person was around forty years old. His figure was tall and sturdy, and he looked capable and calm. Luo Nan just felt that the person looked familiar. He thought about how he was addressed, and only then did he remember that the only people who could call him by this name were those who participated in the operation on the 28th.
Yes, this person was one of the four bodyguards He Yueyin had brought with her that day. He was responsible for looking after Xue Lei, Black Wolf, and the other injured people. He was a very steady person.
However, Luo Nan couldn't remember his name no matter how hard he tried. He couldn't help feeling a bit embarrassed.
This bodyguard was experienced in the ways of the world. He smiled and extended his hand to introduce himself: "Zhou Hu. I didn't greet Mr. Luo that day. My apologies."
Luo Nan hurriedly called out "Brother Zhou." He was a bit baffled: "Brother Zhou is here? Is Sister He here as well?"
"Nope. I'm off today. I'm here for a private gathering. A group of old comrades … … Oh right. Crag Burst is here as well. "
"Huh?"
Luo Nan's impression of Crag Burst, who was also in the Society, was much deeper. Crag Burst was a valiant close combat expert. He existed as Luo Nan's protector during the later stages of the operation. Even though Crag Burst didn't have the opportunity to truly display his strength, the two meter tall giant gave Luo Nan a sense of security. Luo Nan even added Crag Burst as a friend through the HexaEar.
"You guys are comrades?"
"We've tested each other before. We don't have a deep friendship. But we're familiar now." Zhou Hu laughed as he invited, "Mr. Luo, do you want to come over to our place?"
"Forget it. Send my regards to Crag Burst."
Luo Nan wasn't good at this sort of social interaction. He was just about to leave when he turned his head to see Mo Peng's short and stout figure make his way in.
Mo Peng was stunned for a moment when he saw Luo Nan chatting with a tall and sturdy man with a clear age gap. But he didn't really take it to heart. He greeted Luo Nan and went to release.
Luo Nan found it inappropriate to leave first. He smiled at Zhou Hu: "My older cousin … …"
Zhou Hu understood and took his leave first.
Mo Peng came to the sink just as Luo Nan left. He grimaced in pain: "Did you just run into an acquaintance? Dad ran into one too. This place is evil … … "
Another person walked in before Luo Nan could finish speaking.
Luo Nan's back was facing the door right now. The person just happened to see Luo Nan's back as well as the side of his face reflected in the mirror. The person suddenly trembled and turned to leave.
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