Master of the Stars

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At about 9 am in the city of Tees, with a bad look and emotion towards the lame researcher and the so-called experts, Yan Yongbo hurriedly moved from the "Bitter Reef Lab" to the central CBD of Tee.

At this time, it was exactly the peak of work. The crowds of people and vehicles flowed between the city's ground, sky and buildings, like the bacteria growing in huge cans. Under the same pattern of survival, it is hidden that it can burst again at any time. Propagated manic energy.

Yan Yongbo was among them, but quickly withdrew.

He turned off the live video, got off the bus and entered a skyscraper. Under the guidance of the secretary who had been waiting at the door, he took an exclusive elevator and went up quickly to enter the room with the best lighting on the top floor of the building.

Even in the central CBD, this is one of the commanding heights, and the terrain, money, and power isolate most of the noise. Yan Yongbo feels like crawling out of a rotten can, as if he only needs to take a step to get out completely ... and then throws the can backhand into the trash can.

Unfortunately, this is just an illusion caused by some manic emotions.

If psychological factors are ruled out, the scenery here is also excellent. From the top, you can look over the coastline not far away, see the seascape on the edge of the city's prosperous zone, until you exhaust your eyes and blend into the gray and blue in the distance.

However, if you want to seek the most valuable target on the current coastline of Teecheng, even with a superb vision, you may not be able to penetrate the atmosphere to disturb the light and see the real scene.

But ...

Yan Yongbo's eyes rolled slowly, and two projection areas were opened in the room, showing clear images. One of them is showing a young and familiar face in high-definition pixels.

His eyes twitched, ten thousand did not want to see, but there was no way but to keep as calm as possible.

But this strong self-preservation attitude, after seeing a real-time image cut out from another projection area, can no longer bear it.

Yan Yongbo pursed his lips and turned his face to the side.

He preferred to see Luo Nan's kid, too lazy to say hello to the people over there-then again, he talked endlessly across the face, and did not seem to notice him.

It was the owner of this room, whose eyes were drawn away from the projection area, and he smiled at him: "Just right, your father and son met. Have a drink?"

Mou Dong raised the iced coffee in his hand and signalled at a distance.

This "strongest" businessman in the world, wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, baggy trousers and thin slippers, leaned against the edge of a huge desk, like living in summer, it seems It has not yet emerged from the holiday life of the equator island, which is incompatible with the layout of the entire room.

"Thanks, just clear water."

"Hot water or ice water?"

"icy."

A small request naturally required a secretary to meet it, and promptly delivered a faint spring water.

Mou Dong and Yan Yongbo are not the first to see. With the recent change of Yan Yongbo's role in Tianqi Lab, it is becoming more and more disappeared: "You are studying the gadgets brought by Luo Nan?"

"Well, see what he is doing."

Yan Yongbo can feel that this talk about these boring words is probably the same as his own feelings:

The current video conference spokesperson is too noisy.

His dad, who hasn't grown at all in recent years, can never grasp the point.

Yan Hong, who participated in the video conference, was particularly excited at this time, because he first caught the great secret exposed in the live broadcast.

"Yes, Ronan is Mr. Mo!

"Hood's words worked, and Luo Nan's subconscious answer was the biggest flaw: Hood never met him. Before in Hancheng, it was the so-called 'Mr. Mo' who communicated with Hood remotely!

"Aha, other people are also crooked. The female anchor and the senior members of the Blood Flame Church have proved this!

"I knew, how could the world suddenly jump out of such an extraordinary species?"

At this time, the live broadcast process of Zeolite Beach was a brief communication time between Luo Nan and Hood. The few people on the scene did not seem to feel any inadequacy.

Many participants in the remote video conference are also quite indifferent to this-of course, Yan Hong lacks sensitivity to these.

Luo Nan started to arrange specific work, and his voice was stable, concise and clear.

The only interference was Yan Hong's loud voice and the movements of the limbs that he wished to dance.

Yan Yongbo feels that his father's appearance is largely an excessive stress response to Luo Nan's speech on the "four-end four-layer" reconstruction format theory.

Yan Hong vigorously denounced Luo Nan's current style: "The dumb guy ..."

"Dr. Yan."

Finally someone couldn't help but say: "Let you come because you are the founder of the prototype format theory, an expert in the technology of burner transformation, and you need to do some technical doubts. In other fields, I think there will be more professional Analysis. "

"but……"

Yan Hong had to defend himself, but I did n’t know which one of the meeting gangsters was touched. His face was a little stiff. After a pause, he spoke again, and his voice was at least two octaves lower:

"Yes, I understand."

The world cleared up a lot at a time, and Ronan's voice for arranging tasks became clearer. One sentence is one sentence, the meaning is very clear, but soon because of version and licensing issues, it becomes a bit confusing.

Whether it is live or watching live, it is inevitable to be confused.

Among the participants, some people said: "The movement product has been developed to the seventh generation. The difference between the version and the permissions before and after is too complicated and it seems not good ... How is the dark blue planned?"

For these, Yan Hong is very familiar: "The current settings are still relatively clear. Even if the development laboratory, production department, and commercial development trends are different, resulting in more types and versions, they can still be clearly delineated in terms of permissions. There are three categories, namely basic permissions, application permissions and experimental permissions.

"The basic category includes the first and second generations; the application category includes the third, fourth, and fifth generations; the experimental category includes the sixth and seventh generations. The ratio of the three is strictly calculated to ensure that a balance can be found between application security and technological progress. . "

It is the wrestling of money and control.

Yan Yongbo twitched the corner of his mouth without looking away. He only watched the communication between Luo Nan and Hood and Shi Xinhe on the beach, more precisely, unilateral indoctrination.

He is interested in some of these new nouns:

Standard ... array?

The video conference controversy continues, and some people have proposed that if the military group AB is counted again, there will be more than three types of authority settings.

This is an old topic, and Yan Hong said: "We have been communicating and coordinating. This involves technical cooperation and transfer, as well as some cost and benefit issues. After all, the Deep Blue project is also a self-operated entity and needs to be returned to shareholders ... … "

This is far from the technical problem, but there is no way. This is the area where Yan Hong is currently best at, so his voice is unconsciously loud again.

Until a participant interrupted him again:

"Having said for a long time, are you sure that Ronan's experiment cannot be carried out?"

"Of course!" Yan Hong answered firmly.

At this time, in the live video, Luo Nan is asking Shi Xinhe to build a formatted space, and Shi Xinhe is uncomfortable.

Yan Hong laughed and became more active, using machine gun-like speech to explain the technical background for the participants, and piercing Luo Nan's sparse logic under his calm face:

"The barriers to authority that are formed due to different generations of products are determined by the movement architecture and the direction of human body transformation. From the basic to the advanced iteration, each time you complete, you must penetrate these two barriers ... and each time you complete it. , They will be stronger! "

"Under this premise, there is still a little research value in top-to-bottom compatibility. In turn, you have to let lower-level permissions cross two or even four barriers, draw higher-level permissions, and complete a highly coordinated integration of formatted spaces. , Isn't this a joke?

"This, nothing, nothing, meaning, righteousness!"

Yan Hong's high emotions and tone of tone formed an effect similar to aria.

He pointed to the live broadcast, and his momentum was like a rainbow: "Like this researcher, I knew at a glance that only a primary transformation was carried out, with at most only two types, that is, application permissions. He was required to act as an axis to integrate Hood. The experimental authority is almost crazy, which also exposed Ronan's ignorance of the burner and the deep blue platform ... "

On the beach, Luo Nan was signaling Shi Xin and letting out the fire of the format, the expression of the latter was really hard to say. And in the eyes of the people watching the live broadcast, it is a little more funny.

So, under the background of Yan Hong's endless chatter, the participants started a free discussion:

"If this experiment can't be carried on, what else will we watch live?"

"Deep Blue and Tianqi gave authorization to Hu De to cooperate."

"Also notify the military to keep up."

"It's really messy to look at it ... but it's not messy or money!"

Yan Yongbo listened to some disorganized speeches, his eyes always stayed on the live video, and his mouth didn't lift up consciously.

"Cheers for a steady stream of profits!" Mou Dong suddenly lifted the coffee cup in his hand, laughed loudly, and shattered the original conference atmosphere.

Most of the other participants gave him a face and smiled a few times.

In the end, Mou Zhong also raised a glass with Yan Yongbo, who only responded, symbolically dipping his lips with clean water, and also disguised his expression of being too mocked.

At this time, Luo Nan was like giving a demonstration to a child, afraid of Shi Xin and not understanding, he first reached out and gestured.

Yan Hong ’s volume and tone have returned to their peak,

"The burner is essentially a product of a combination of highly conceptualized configurations and highly idealized natural human states. It is precisely because of conceptualization that every new generation is a major change in design thinking; precisely because of idealization, The transformation puts forward rigorous body and technical requirements. The "prescriptiveness" of the two is the most solid foundation of the burner transformation technology and the most powerful barrier.

The next second, under the double refraction of glass and clear water, the pale white flame swayed across Yan Yongbo's eyes and cheeks.

He was stunned, and the spring water soaked in the lips and skin was soaked in cool air, but at this moment, the scorching and burning sensation hit him unscrupulously.

Yan Yongbo seemed to be burned, instinctively swinging the cup back, but the movement was too large, the position was not correct, and the water droplets from the half-full cup splashed and spilled on his front lapel.

But the next Yan Yongbo did not have extra actions, he kept the glass of water and spitting his chest, staring straight at the projection area, staring at the live image, staring at the weak but clear clusters of Luo Nan ’s palm, more "Light" with unique light sense.

The sound near my ears became particularly clear after a brief chaos. Throughout the room and the entire remote conference scene, only Yan Hong's voice remained, hissing in a trembling manner:

"no no……"

Yan Hong should want to say something like "impossible", but under the sudden impact, the founder of the "prototype format", an authoritative expert in the field of burner transformation, is like an old repeater, stuck After two rounds, a recurrence on the verge of collapse began:

"Never press! No press! No ..."

At the third sound, Yan Hong's vocal cords had lost the energy of vibration.

He had no other movements, his physical functions were dead, and he had only a blank line of sight, swiping through the chaotic interlaced space image, and seemed to want to hook something and maintain the minimum balance,

Since entering this room, Yan Yongbo is looking at the scene of the video conference for the first time, looking at the daddy who is using the most absurd way to catch the eye ...

However, when a truly shining figure stands opposite, who cares about an exhausted old man?

Is this the fate of a lifetime?

The eyes of the father and son are intertwined and intertwined, and maybe there is some communication ... but Yan Yongbo himself is not so sure.

The next second, Yan Hong rolled his eyes upwards and fell backwards, completely out of the lens.

Yan Yongbo jumped in the corner of his eyes. He was still expressionless and turned his eyes. And when he looked at the live picture again, the young man who took a natural posture from beginning to end finally twisted the cheek muscles, and the blood vessels in the corners of the eyes suddenly swelled and woven like a net.

Mou Dongwei's eyes.

It also happened to see that a ball of white light, which was much more solid than Luo Nan's demonstration effect, burst from Yan Yongbo's palm and brushed over the holding cup.

The wall of the cup cracked, the water boiled, a breathing effort, or leakage, or evaporation, the cup was empty.

Feeling Mu Dong's sight, Yan Yongbo also turned his eyes, facing each other. Half a second later, under the pressure of extraordinary power, Yan Yongbo still lowered his eyes, put the glass that could be broken at any time on the edge of the desk, and then fell down:

"It's rude, and my father is unwell. Please allow me to inquire."

"Unfortunately, it's the critical time ... understand, please help yourself." Mou Dong raised the empty glass again and was considered a farewell. He was sure that Yan Yongbo would not return to this room.

And just as Yan Yongbola went out, in the remote conference scene, intermittent pumping sounds, exclaiming sounds and even cursing sounded.

Yan Yongbo moved a little, but finally did not look back and strode out.

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