It was nine o'clock in the morning on Zeolite Beach. Due to the thick fog that pervaded the sea, the sunlight was somewhat obscured. The boundaries of light and shadow on the beach were not clear enough. It was as if there was a layer of frosted glass between them. It made people subconsciously feel that many details might be missing in this moment.
So at this very moment, thousands of eyes from all over the world stared at this private beach with all their might. They were like thousands of searchlights. Even though everyone had different viewpoints and thoughts, they had indeed achieved instant coordination in this instant.
They hated that they could not completely illuminate this place, especially the details of the Domain of Space in Luo Nan's palm.
The emotions were so intense that Shi Xinhe's and Zhang Yingying's lenses seemed to be unable to bear it. Their lenses shook violently. From another perspective, it was extremely in line with the mental state of the vast majority of people.
In fact, the lens of Shi Xinhe, who was currently standing opposite Luo Nan on the beach, had already gone crooked to who knows where. Fortunately, Zhang Yingying was still there. She realized the linkage, projecting this absurd and inexplicable scene into everyone's field of vision.
From Zhang Yingying's lens, one could see that Shi Xinhe was like an old machine immersed in seawater. The joints of his entire body were rusted to death. He maintained the posture of reaching out with his hand, and the Format of Fire swayed faintly. It barely reflected the radiance of the cluster in Luo Nan's palm, but he did not make any further movements.
He did not know what to do next.
Shi Xinhe did not move. Luo Nan moved.
Luo Nan's palm, burning with flames, extended a certain distance forward. The edge of his palm made contact with Shi Xinhe's thumb, basically maintaining a flat surface.
The two blazing clusters of Format of Fire swayed a few times under the blowing of the sea breeze. The flames and light made contact, and they suddenly swelled.
In this instant, the eyelids of many people watching the live broadcast twitched. Some narrowed, and some widened.
Was it about to explode?
No. The two clusters of flames were "merely" blending together. No distinction or difference could be seen between them.
Luo Nan maintained a flat voice. "Maintain this state. Next, we'll make some fine adjustments."
"Fuck me!"
Papercut spat out a fragrant breath once more. The expanding and blending flames seemed to transform into a sword of light that pierced straight into his eyes. It stabbed him so hard that he suddenly raised his head. He forgot that the bench he sat on was next to the wall.
Amidst the muffled sound, the back of his head collided heavily.
For a time, Papercut didn't feel any pain. Even his grunt was stifled in his throat. He only felt that the scene in the projection area before his eyes was swaying and fluctuating. It was absurd to the extreme.
Di Weiwu was also blinking his eyes. Although he was young, he had lived in this circle and had seen a lot. Of course, he was still a child, and he only knew one side of things.
"This is the Format of Fire, right? Did Brother Luo Nan learn Secretary He and Guard Gao's ultimate moves? "
Gaud would probably cry if he heard that.
Papercut's thoughts swayed back and forth, casually weaving all sorts of illogical scenes. At this moment, the pain of the back of his head hitting the wall was transmitted from his nerve endings to his central nervous system.
He gasped and clutched his head, but it also made him a little more clear-headed. He subconsciously turned his attention to his friend group, hoping to get some "support" from there.
No matter what it was.
However, there was only the tragic scene of a tsunami passing through the group.
There were some dull, panicked, and even inappropriate "expressions", as well as some "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". Everyone's minds were scattered and shivering under the illumination of the blazing white firelight that Luo Nan and Shi Xinhe supported together.
As the first person to send the message to the group, Papercut felt that he had the responsibility to sort out the logic. However, as soon as his thoughts formed words, he was convinced that this was the stupidest guess of all.
"Nanster, he … accepted the transformation?"
At the same time, in a group that Papercut wasn't too clear about, someone asked nearly the same question in an investor's video conference in Deep Blue World.
In the next second, there were sneers and mockery. "Are you saying that Yan Hong fainted from happiness?"
"But how do you explain this?"
The person who was rebuked slapped the table. "Yan Hong, that bastard, just said that the Dynamo Core and the corresponding modification technique are two barriers for every level of authority. That researcher was at the second level, so he should be at the fourth level. What was he now? High and mighty?
"Then what's the point of us having authority here and the passing of generations? Is this a joke? "
There were some who were a bit calmer. They spoke calmly, but their meaning was in agreement. "Deep Blue needs to give us an explanation. I suggest that we convene an emergency meeting of the board of directors and let the CTO and COO give an explanation." "We still need to wait for a meeting? Let's save some time."
Herman, who had participated in yet another vexing meeting, joined the ranks of the denouncing. The young man's actions were even more direct. "I'll contact Wang Yu and Li Wei …. In addition, I feel that the so-called experts need to be replaced with someone with a stronger mental fortitude."
Before Herman's voice could fall, a rather conspicuous bald head appeared in front of the commentary camera after Yan Hong fainted. This person was expressionless as he nodded towards the camera.
"I'm very sorry that an accident occurred. I hope that I can satisfy everyone."
Many of the people participating in the meeting recognized this fellow.
Bald Jeff, an important scientist of Deep Blue and the Apocalypse Laboratory. He was an authority on Dynamo Core technology, and he would occasionally appear as a spokesperson for the laboratory.
Herman and Jeff had a bit of friendship, but this didn't mean that he would accept this kind of replacement.
"Jeff, Li Wei should make an appearance in this matter! We absolutely don't want our trillions of investments to sink into the ocean of the Deep Blue World! "
"Mr. Herman and everyone else, Chief Li Wei is indeed unable to participate in the meeting. He's currently on the phone with Lieutenant General Joseph. He has an appointment in a bit …. But I believe that he will certainly pay attention at all times. "
Someone rushed to ask Herman a question. "So you're saying that Li Wei also believes that this is a major event?"
Bald Jeff was even more solemn than usual in front of the camera. He was like an emotionless speech machine. "From a professional technical point of view, we still need to gather further information and conduct analysis … … We need to know what step Luo Nan can take in the end."
It sounded like an excuse at first, but Herman captured an ominous tone from within: "You're saying that Luo Nan has indeed activated the Format of Fire under the premise that he hasn't received any modifications?"
"From the current situation … …"
"Fuck your 'current situation'. He's a Burner right now? He doesn't need any modification techniques. He's a purely self-sufficient Burner? "
Bald Jeff's eyebrows furrowed. "We can't come to a conclusion lightly. And even if we use a broad definition, he is … … This is an extremely special case. No matter what he does now or what he does in the future, it doesn't prove that this case possesses repeatability and universality. "
Herman burst into laughter. "You're saying that he can do even more?"
"Mr. Herman … …"
Someone suddenly interrupted. "Isn't he going to do the Format of Space?"
A cold wind suddenly blew through the video conference room. Not a single one of the dozen or so people in the conference room spoke.
"Who's next?"
Under the live camera, Luo Nan completed the fine-tuning that no one besides him could figure out. Then he indicated to the idiots beside him to let the ones behind him follow.
Hood, who was originally standing closer to the front, was still in a dazed and absurd state. He stared blankly for a moment before coming to his senses. He took a step forward, but he wasn't as fast as the others who moved their lips.
"I'll do it."
The one who spoke was a young man who looked extremely strong. He wore the same training uniform as Shi Xinhe. They should be members who had come to Ti City to participate in the safety training.
Sure enough, Shi Xinhe introduced mechanically. "Stephen, this is the project team's … …"
Luo Nan didn't care about this. He just let Stephen ignite the Format of Fire. The young fellow, who was at least ten years older than Luo Nan, had the expression of someone who was carrying out a dangerous mission. He extended his hand and let his own aura fuse into the group of flames.
"With you as the main axis."
"Huh?" The two participants had stupefied expressions.
Luo Nan's gaze pointed at Shi Xinhe. "I'm talking about you. You'll be the main axis of the framework of the Format Domain. I'm the one doing the experiment. In order to guarantee objectivity, I can't participate in your domain. "
Objectivity my ass!
Hundreds of people roared in ridicule as they watched Luo Nan single-handedly direct this scene.
Luo Nan was calm in Zhang Yingying's camera. "This magnitude is more or less enough. It can sufficiently interfere with the mental and material planes at the same time, allowing the Burner's prescriptions to be projected into the structure of space and time. It also maintains relative stability. It can barely be called a 'domain' … … Maintain it. Not bad. It's that simple."
This was a lie!
He wasn't the only one who guessed this.
There were so many ability users and military Burners all over the world. It wasn't like no one had seen the Format Space before. It could also be said that the Format Domain was activated.
Life energy was transformed into the most straightforward light and heat. The glorious scene of the engraving of the framework of rules and regulations in space and time was something that would be unforgettable for the rest of one's life.
The most classic battle example in recent times was undoubtedly Blood Prison Tian Bang laying down the Format Space. He used absolute superiority to kill the Bloodflame Order's veteran expert, Mo Lun.
Not only did that battle push Tian Bang to the position of number one beneath the Extraordinary, his name shaking the world. It also provided an excellent example and direction for the secular military and political system to touch upon the highest level of the Extraordinary.
And right now, the Format Fire in the palms of the three people was stable and blended together. The color of the light gradually thickened. But compared to the battle between Tian Bang and Mo Lun, the difference was like the difference between heaven and earth.
"This … … Can this be considered a Format Domain?" Herman was filled with nervousness and a sliver of delight. He asked Baldy Jeff for an answer.
However, Jeff didn't answer. He just stared very intently at the live broadcast screen.
Luo Nan, who was in front of the camera, was completely unaware of this. He continued to speak his own words and do his own thing. "You two are usually partners. Your gears work together quite well, but it's not typical enough. Next, we're going to change groups. We're going to change the best version as well … … Many of you seem to be different. "
Hood, who was within arm's reach, had already opened his mouth. "I … …"
Luo Nan gave a clear order. "Give me an even lower version. First consider compatibility."
Hood had already forcefully stuffed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
The other fellows didn't care. Someone immediately raised his hand. "Ti City's Coastal Defense Special Forces. Second Lieutenant Wilson."
This was a man with a full beard that looked more like a pirate than a soldier.
Luo Nan's gaze swept up and down. "Okay. You're up."
Wilson grinned. He went forward and extended his hand, imitating Luo Nan. And so, the four people squeezed into a small circle. It was like a pep talk before a soccer match. Unfortunately, it lacked hot-bloodedness and excitement. They were more apprehensive … …
"Crackle!"
A very clear explosive sound rang out. The place where the four people joined their hands together suddenly erupted with a flicker of a lantern. The Format Fire, which had been steadily increasing in brightness all this time, suddenly rose in brightness. Then it clearly dropped. It appeared to be flickering between brightness and darkness.
"Hey … …" Zhang Yingying let out a low cry from her throat. She forcefully suppressed it back down. Her reaction was extremely representative.
"An incompatible reaction has occurred in the intergenerational architecture." Bald Jeff timely explained in the video conference.
"Did he fail?" At least two people spoke at the same time. They couldn't wait any longer.
Before Jeff could respond, dozens of tiny flying ant-like objects could be seen floating outside of Luo Nan's body. They buzzed, and in the next second, it was as if they were attracted by the 'flame' in the center of the four people. They coiled around and cast themselves toward the place where the light was the brightest.
They were really thrown in.
However, the Format of Light, which was transformed from blazing life energy, didn't seem to possess any lethality. It allowed these little things to be thrown in and out. They revolved and shuttled back and forth. It was like a magic show.
The only visible change was that the flickering flame light became stable and thick once more. It reflected on the faces and bodies of the four people in the surrounding with a seemingly substantial layer of light.
"Is this a smokescreen?"
"Those little things. They're the syncopators?"
"Is he really controlling them? What principles are they based on? "
There were some investors who continued to strongly doubt Luo Nan, but most of them leaned toward a more realistic level. Because of this, even Di's questions were pressed toward Bald Jeff.
Jeff wasn't Yan Hong. He wouldn't grant every request, and he wouldn't speak without thinking. No matter how anxious the participants were, he, the commentator, remained as immovable as a mountain … … In fact, most of his energy was focused on communicating with the key characters.
He had already sent Hood, who was directly under the Apocalypse Laboratory, a few dozen monitoring and testing projects. He requested that they be carried out properly no matter what.
No matter how good the live broadcast was, it couldn't be more reliable than these data.
The problem was that Hood couldn't get close!
Hood, who was shouldering a heavy responsibility, began to feel a bit impatient in his heart.
Hood had long since done the projects that could be observed and tested in close proximity. The rest required him to personally participate in order to sense and record … … Of course, this was the most important part.
He couldn't figure out whether or not Luo Nan's repeated exclusion of him was intentional or not.
It must be known that the decision of the experiment rested on Luo Nan alone.
He wasn't the only 'experimental tool' like Hood.
Hood put himself in Luo Nan's shoes and thought about it. Even if the military's AB Team had an ambiguous attitude before, they would probably force themselves to come over right now if they could find this kind of opportunity, this kind of scene, and this kind of event.
Would it be difficult to find a few dozen Burners in such a large city like Ti City?
Moreover, the Pacific Fleet was all around them. There was also the Aerospace Fleet above them. If they were really forced into a corner, the Deep Blue Walker combat team of several major cities in the Pacific Rim could airdrop Burners within three hours.
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