The intensity of the sound was simply unbelievable. The sound waves were bunched together, like a boxing champion's heavy punch, hitting the ear door hard, and like a ferocious beast pressing its bloody mouth to the cheek and roaring angrily.
Xie Junping swore that he had never heard such a terrifying sound in his life. The shock wave penetrated his whole body, causing his eyes to bulge, and his internal organs to flip and sway. In a daze, his skin and flesh shell was like a broken water bag, which might fall apart at any time.
An unprecedented sense of fear swept through his mind like a storm, and in an extremely clear way, the details of his body's complete collapse from the inside out were presented to him.
Xie Junping didn't know where this feeling came from, but his psychological defense had collapsed. He couldn't help but scream again, but this time, no one stopped him.
I don't know how long I screamed. When Xie Junping had exhausted all his emotions and physical strength, he realized that he was still hanging in mid-air, neither getting better nor worse.
The shock came and went suddenly. There was a cool breeze blowing now, but Xie Junping was already exhausted. The fingers just managed to rest on Ronan's wrist, and the touch and everything else were blurred in the trembling, and the whole person felt like he was living in a nightmare.
The most terrible thing was that Ronan, who controlled his destiny, was lying there with an ugly face. His eyes, which had always been extremely calm and firm, were out of focus, and his palms were wet and seemed to be shaking.
Xie Junping really wanted to cry: "Hey, hey, are you okay?"
Ronan didn't answer, but closed his eyes, sweat dripping from the depths of his hair.
Xie Junping finally confirmed that Ronan's current condition is very, very bad and it is difficult to make moves again.
If he falls down like this, he won't be able to rest in peace until he dies!
It's all that damn... uh, what, an explosion? Xie Junping couldn't figure out what the previous strong impact was. He had no time to think about it and reluctantly raised his voice:
"Steady, steady, I'll call the police right away..."
Ronan's eyelids moved, then he opened them with difficulty, glanced at Xie Junping's face, and squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Look at your car!"
"Uh, don't worry about it for now..."
"Look down!"
Xie Junping hesitated for a moment, and finally suppressed his dizziness and fear, and moved his eyes downward. Then he saw the extremely cool silhouette of the phantom, less than ten meters away from his side.
The Phantom Speedster, which is priced at RMB 500 million, has its own extraordinary features. In addition to being like an ordinary flying car, it can fly on magnetic tracks and superconducting roads. In case of emergency, it also has a suspended braking function.
Therefore, after falling from the viaduct, the flying car did not fall directly to the ground and be smashed to pieces. Instead, it automatically turned on the suspension function, slowly rose up, and looked for a docking with the magnetic rails. In addition to a few dents caused by the falling gravel, , no other damage.
This is life saving!
Xie Junping was completely awakened and hurriedly issued instructions for the flying car to move over and make a place for him to stay.
A minute later, the danger was over.
After escaping death, Xie Junping lost the strength to speak. He simply treated the wound and sat in the cab, his whole body limp.
Ronan took a while before sitting back in the car. He had to save someone before, but in order to free up his hands, he threw the loose-leaf notebook on the ground and naturally had to pick it up.
As soon as he returned to his seat, Ronan closed his eyes and sweated profusely. He had consumed too much physical energy before, and it wasn't until he retrieved his notes and relaxed physically and mentally that it became apparent.
Xie Junping was in a daze for a while, and finally remembered what he should do. Things seemed to be going from start to finish, but if Ronan hadn't always been cool-headed and helped him out at the most critical moment, Xie Junping might have become the Honor Society member who died the most aggrieved death at Zhixing Academy.
Without a doubt, this was a life saver.
Xie Junping turned his head and was about to express his gratitude when the sound of "buzzing" sounded in his ears first. The miniature earphones embedded in his ears started working again. Yingying was calling:
"Hey, Yang Hu, are you okay?"
The corners of Xie Junping's mouth twitched, and driven by some intense emotion, he roared out regardless of what Ronan would think after hearing this:
"Yang is your sister, Hu is your mother!"
There was silence on the other side for a moment, and the voice continued to come back, no longer arrogant, but not angry: "Okay, Mr. Xie, I don't care what your situation is now, you must leave that position immediately. According to observations, two minutes ago, you were northwest of About 2 kilometers in the direction and 1 kilometer underground, a strong impact occurred. The energy was equivalent to the explosion of a small-yield nuclear bomb, and an electromagnetic storm was formed. As for whether the ionizing radiation exceeds the standard now, it is really difficult to say."
"Nuclear bomb?" Xie Junping's emotions were instantly suppressed. He finally understood why all his portable electronic devices had gone wrong before.
He hurriedly checked whether the doors and windows were closed, and turned on the detection device, but after a few seconds, nothing happened.
"No, I didn't show it here."
"Then you have to leave quickly. Do you want to stay there and help the police take notes?" As she said that, Yingying gave a new coordinate.
Xie Junping scolded his mother while starting the speed car: "Isn't it an earthquake? Isn't it an earthquake?"
"Unfortunately, we can't find an example of an 'earthquake' that only affected an area of 12 square kilometers but had an intensity of over 9. So, I would rather believe that this was an accident... and it was a disaster level."
While analyzing the situation, Yingying also made suggestions: "In addition, you'd better return to Mangzhong immediately, because there was another earthquake there a minute ago, with a magnitude of 4.5, and it was real. I'm afraid your colleagues are looking for someone everywhere. Woolen cloth."
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Xie Junping even lost the strength to scold his mother.
Yingying continued: "I have gone over my shoulder and asked your father's company for a high-altitude shuttle. It will arrive in 90 seconds. I can basically ensure that you will be back in Mangzhong within 20 minutes."
Facts have proved that Yingying's calculations were very accurate. Just as their conversation ended, the phantom speed car had arrived at the coordinates given by Yingying. This is the central take-off and landing platform of a conjoined high-rise building. Since it is located within "twelve square kilometers" "Outside the scope, it is relatively peaceful here. Only some of the glass was shattered and the cleaning robot is cleaning it.
A "Hummingbird" shuttle arrived just in time and landed on the platform with a roar.
Xie Junping stared at the shuttle, feeling a little dazed. He patted his face, tried to cheer up, and got out of the car. Take a few steps forward and suddenly look back:
"Thank you for your kindness, junior. I will remember this kindness. You are not in a good condition right now. I will leave this car for you. Go to the hospital for a checkup. I will contact you later."
With that said, he handed over the control authority of the Phantom Speed to Ronan, so that Ronan could perform basic control with his own bracelet.
Ronan knew that Xie Junping had passed through the gate of hell, and it was at a time when his mind was in confusion. It was rare to think of this section, so he said no more and nodded.
Xie Junping bowed again and trotted to board the plane. Soon the shuttle took off into the sky and went straight into the sky.
The landing platform returned to calm. Ronan took a few deep breaths, sat upright, stretched his arms forward, and grabbed the energy drink on the center console. But just such a movement exhausted almost all his strength. , leaned back heavily.
He took a deep breath and whispered: "Close the door."
The Phantom's beautiful butterfly doors close to form an enclosed interior space.
There is no need to sit in the driver's seat. As long as Ronan sets a route to school, the highly intelligent Phantom Speedster will naturally deliver him to the station.
However, the instructions issued by Ronan have nothing to do with the school:
"Return!"
The speeding car turned around and merged onto the bicycle track. Ronan still used voice control to open the on-board vanity mirror.
Zhinao sprayed out a fine mist of water in a very humane manner, and the lukewarm water vapor hit his face. It should have been a comfortable touch, but it was like countless tiny blades scraping across it, causing Ronan's whole body to twitch.
Looking at the makeup mirror again, his face was ashen and dull, and he looked like a terminally ill patient.
Ronan grinned and tried to unscrew the cap of the drink bottle. However, his fingers were weak, sore and painful, and he failed five or six times before he succeeded.
He took out a military energy bar from his pocket, tore open the package, and swallowed the drink in one go. His whole body shivered several times, but there was a warmth that spread from his abdomen to his limbs.
As external nutrients enter, the sympathetic and parasympathetic nerves interact, and the digestive and blood circulation systems antagonize and coordinate with each other, quickly transmitting energy to various organs and muscle tissues throughout the body.
This is the basic mechanism of human body operation. It is based on the physical body and has been genetically evolved over countless generations to form its current appearance.
However, compared to others, Ronan's operating mechanism is similar, and his absorption and digestion efficiency is five to ten times better. In the makeup mirror, the color of his face quickly improved, and in just a few seconds, it was no different from usual.
Such efficiency is the result of five years of painstaking research based on his grandfather's notes and relevant theories.
The core concept in the grandfather theory is called "format".
This theoretical system, in an almost primitive philosophical way, roughly divides the heaven, earth, universe, and everything in the world into three levels:
Self, society, heaven and earth.
Each level has its own special "format" to express the core connotation of its existence, operation, birth and death; there are also complex influences and connections happening between each level at all times.
For Ronan, his grandfather's profound and profound theories were far beyond what his age could understand with just an experimental notebook.
At the moment, he can only focus on the basics and the adjustment and shaping of his "self-format."
In the grandfather theory, "self-pattern" is the core of everything, a cornerstone that must "eternally evolve" to bear the weight of the world and the social pattern.
Awakening the human body's potential and possessing "extraordinary power" are the basic prerequisites for evolution.
To this end, in the past five years, Ronan has followed the experimental records in his grandfather's notes and used drug stimulation to gradually transform his own nervous system. Using this as a central axis, he affects various organs in the body and adjusts the operating mechanism in order to achieve qualitative changes.
At present, Ronan's self-formation is still in its early stages, and his grandfather's notes call it a "container". Its main function is to coordinate the organs and systems of the whole body, digest food nutrients, accommodate and store energy, and even warm and nourish the mind - allowing people's instincts to gradually adapt to the new environment and make appropriate responses.
As the "container" structure basically took shape, Ronan gradually acquired some abilities, such as the "Big Stomach King" who strengthened his ability to digest, absorb and recover; and the "Hypnotist" who was similar to spiritual communication, which he used to drive slaves. Crow, used on Xie Junping today, the effect is also good.
Of course, ability is just a bonus, and the real value lies in the transformation of one's own format.
Correspondingly, any factors that affect the self-formation and destroy the existing "container" structure cannot be taken lightly.
Ronan stared at the buildings and people passing by quickly outside the car window, his brows always furrowed. Finally, the on-board smart brain popped up a prompt: "The magnetic track ahead is damaged and the route is being switched."
At this time, the flying car arrived at the bridgehead of the broken viaduct. It was still some distance away from the place where Ronan and Xie Junping were in danger, but the front was blocked and crowded with reporters who were rushing in, making it difficult to get closer.
The area affected by the "earthquake" is roughly bounded by the viaduct.
Looking west from the bridge, whether viewed directly with the naked eye or scanned by the in-vehicle intelligence brain, it is a dilapidated scene that makes one's heart palpitate. Near the "earthquake source", two 100-story high-rise buildings collapsed, with rubble rising and dust flying. In the diffuse fog, there are still flickering firelights, which is simply a re-enactment of the scene of missiles washing the ground in the biopic of World War III.
And if you look to the east of the viaduct, the metropolis will fully show its prosperous appearance.
Super strong impact, limited distance... If this was an earthquake, Ronan could only sneer.
He straightened his upper body and looked through the car window to the ruins in the distance. Combined with the environment of the scene, the scenes at the time of the incident flashed back one after another.
He issued another command to call up the images automatically recorded by the in-vehicle brain. We must admire the high-end performance of Phantom Speed and its full-angle high-definition recording method, which preserves details to the maximum extent.
Ronan chose the time when he and Xie Junping were hanging at the end of the broken bridge. At that time, they had just taken a breath from the crisis of the broken bridge, and the sonic blast hit them, almost dooming them.
In order to grasp the situation more truly, Ronan turned on the virtual function. The car windows immediately blocked out external light, and the projection equipment released layers of light and shadow, filling the car.
With the angle adjustment completed, Ronan seemed to have returned to the moment when the crisis arrived.
At that time, he dragged Xie Junping and faced the direction of the "center of the earthquake" at a very positive angle. When the sonic boom sounded, fire erupted between the buildings, and the air shook like water waves... and then, that was it.
The corners of Ronan's eyes twitched, and he wanted to issue a command, but held back and let the image continue to play backwards. It can be seen that every frame of image is full of color and interlocking, forming a complete chain, and no flaws can be found.
At the point where Xie Junping got on the hood of the car, Ronan let the video play again, but the result was no different.
He no longer wasted time, opened the notebook, and after a moment's thought, the tip of the electronic pen landed on the paper-like soft screen, outlining delicate lines of varying shades.
Lines are built up layer by layer, and soon there is an outline.
It was a blurry shadow, slightly human-shaped, but with many inhuman physical signs, and the limbs were uncontrolled in flexion. If combined with the shadow background, even the head was still a dozen or so interlaced thin lines. Even though he doesn't show his face, he also exudes a violent and evil flavor.
Ronan stroked his pen, thought for a while, and made slight modifications. Under the slightly exaggerated stroke, the outer area of the shadow became more distorted, as if it was burning.
In this way, he is simply like a demon from hell, wrapped in dark fire and poisonous flames, returning to the world.
Under the faint glow of the screen, Ronan himself looked directly at the past, and his heart palpitated slightly, as if the burning demonic shadow would jump out of the paper-like soft screen at the next moment.