The chair in the conference room was relatively stable. Maoyan's body hit the back of the chair. The chair shook slightly and pushed her body forward. Her whole body was as soft as noodles. She obviously lost consciousness. After shaking a few more times, she finally regained consciousness. The front servant hit his forehead on the conference table with a muffled sound, but there was no reaction at all.
Ronan's hand suddenly stopped writing. In addition to the strange reaction of the cat's eyes, it was also because at this moment, countless fuzzy and chaotic scenes suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, as well as even more peculiar sounds, smells and other signals. The ground came over.
This is by no means a stimulation of his senses by the external environment, but an information signal directly transferred to the nervous system. There is no logic, no distinction between priorities, they just swarm over.
Ronan is already very familiar with how to deal with huge amounts of information. He didn't try to analyze them at all, but directly transmitted them through the Wu Chen Chain and sent them to the external neurons.
Just because there was such a familiar scene for comparison, Ronan figured out what this sudden change was about.
In the elevator box, he dug out a piece of the "Human-Faced Spider" and received a large amount of energy and a massive amount of information that stopped the brain.
Now, in the conference room, Maoyan, a reckless woman, uses her ability to "spy" on Ronan's creation. Little does she know that this kind of creation is also part of Ronan's spiritual ability.
Frankly speaking, this kind of "spying" is extremely stupid. Maoyan is like switching places with the "human-faced spider". When Ronan is most active mentally, he takes the initiative to come to Ronan's door, and then he is chained by Wu Shen. Pierced twice.
The chain and magic talisman dug a piece from her without ceremony. Its content probably involves the memory of aspects such as extra-distance perception that Maoyan is best at. The specific content depends on the analysis of external neurons.
"boom!"
Seeing Maoyan's miserable look, someone slapped the table: "Young man named Luo, what are you doing!"
"Bang!" Someone around Ronan also started shouting.
"You 2Bs, what are you doing when the psychics are working?"
It was Zhang Yingying who stood up and yelled at her. Perhaps she had an instinctive desire to protect the talents she had discovered. She stood up without hesitation and fought with her friends, her momentum soaring to the sky and unparalleled:
"When You Lao burns the turtle shell, would you like to pour some water on it
"When Lao Gao is doing this, you try smashing his altar
"When Lao Bai falls asleep, do you try to slap him in the face
"You don't know how to be polite, but you have to understand the taboos, right? Since when did psychics become someone you can tease anytime, anywhere?"
After a round of reprimands, a group of capable people were speechless regardless of whether they were convinced or not. At this time, Maoyan's shoulders moved, and he began to show signs of regaining consciousness.
People around him gathered around to look at him. After about five or six seconds, Maoyan finally came back to his senses. He sat up straight with the help of others, blinked and said with a confused look on his face: "What's wrong?"
“…”
Could it be that he has lost his memory
Someone pointed out his finger: "Kitten, what is this?"
"Get out!" The fingers with long manicures scratched Maoyan, and Maoyan's vitality did not diminish. He quickly returned to normal, and began to bother people around him too much, waving them away.
"Please explain to me what happened just now!"
"H-How do I know?"
Maoyan spoke with a sharp voice, but when he looked at Ronan, he was obviously a little weak: "I just looked at the painting and felt the changes in his energy to see if the painting was real or a lie. of… "
"Alas!"
More than half of the people rolled their eyes and just looked at the painting. What are you trying to do? When the psychic is working, the rising and falling of the qi machine is equivalent to the life and death struggle of the combatants. Who knows what the consequences will be if one fails or reverses
Zhang Yingying immediately slapped the table again: "Kitten, you really don't want to live anymore, do you?"
Maoyan was obviously embarrassed: "I'm just giving it a try, out of curiosity. The few psychics in the association are all well-hidden. It's rare to find such an interesting guy..."
"Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo?" He Yueyin completely ignored the fuss of these unreliable people. She noticed that Ronan had not spoken for a long time.
Zhang Yingying turned around after hearing the sound and saw that Ronan's eyes were half-opened, with a dull look on his face. It didn't look like he was angry, but he seemed... unconscious
"Cat's Eye!"
She no longer calls her "kitten" in person, but calls her by her full name, which proves that Zhang Yingying is really angry:
"Ronan is just a rookie, do you understand? And he is a talent stream, not a system stream, and he doesn't know any taboos! Especially for a psychic, it's too late to protect him, so why do you deliberately poke him? Do you still have any expertise? You have the IQ of a human being!”
Whether it was Maoyan or the friends around him, they all knew that he was in big trouble, so they all shrank their heads and said nothing.
He Yueyin pressed her ears for a moment, frowned and said to Zhang Yingying: "I have been unable to contact Mr. You, maybe he is in a psychic state. I don't know the contact information of Gao and Bai. You contact them and ask. How to deal with this situation!"
"Oh, okay..." Zhang Yingying knew that the situation was urgent and immediately obeyed.
"Ahem, I'm not a talent type, I'm a system type!" A sudden voice sounded, and Ronan raised his half-draped eyelids to once again correct Zhang Yingying's misunderstanding.
“…”
Zhang Yingying was startled and overjoyed. She wanted to pat Ronan on the shoulder. After thinking about it, she still didn't dare to let it go. She just patted the table again: "As long as you are fine, you will be out of the system from now on! Who will not open his eyes in the future? Yes, I dare say you are talented, I will chop him up!"
As he spoke, his eyes swept across the faces of the unreliable guys across from him.
Maoyan immediately raised his hands in surrender: "Yes, it's true that the system is flowing."
Maoyan, the instigator, knelt down, and the others hummed and hahaed, and could only acquiesce to this ridiculous classification standard.
He Yueyin's cold fingers pressed the side of Ronan's neck to feel the blood flowing through the aorta. She placed her other hand lightly on his forehead and whispered:
"Are there any symptoms of congestion or ischemia in the brain? Dizziness, dark eyes... "
Ronan shook his head in embarrassment: "I'm fine."
Ronan was really fine, and his sanity was clear from the beginning. The reason why he doesn't respond to the outside world at all is because his attention is entirely focused on the external neurons.
Although the two streams of information "digged" before and after can be described as "huge", comparing them, Maoyan's archived content of super-distance perception is really nothing.
The external neurons are still analyzing the information about the "human-faced spider", but for the cat's eye, it has been completely interpreted in just ten seconds.
Ronan's mind moved slightly, and the paper-like soft screen interface also appeared on his retina. He noticed that the number of interface icons changed again.