Ronan sat in a cross-legged position, facing the colorful river water reflecting the lights, his body suspended, as if he was meditating, or lost in thought.

With him here, the night wind blowing over the broad river seemed to become more cautious.

Meng Tu wasn't sure if he could disturb him, but as he slowly approached, he heard Ronan ask:

"Colonel Meng, is something wrong?"

"Ah, I want to check with you about tomorrow's itinerary."

"There's no need to rush this."

Ronan's voice was smooth and clear, not affected by the flowing night wind at all: "Tiger and Long Qi will probably arrive in the middle of the night. At that time, depending on the progress of the work and the results, it will not be too late to make a decision."

"Is the tiger coming?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Meng Tu knew that he had said something stupid. Before setting off, Ronan had clearly reached an agreement with the tiger, and this was not what he should do.

Things to worry about.

Ronan comforted him: "At present, today's progress is quite impressive. We have actually jumped a few points, and the sampling results are still good. Of course, there are some small changes in the situation... I will think about it again tonight, maybe tomorrow morning

You can go to Lake City for a vacation."

Meng Tu was flattered by Ronan's kind attitude.

Since they met, Ronan has never given him a cold face from beginning to end, but facing a weirdo who always says incomprehensible words, does incomprehensible things, and demands your unconditional cooperation...ah, this is the pinnacle.

Those who are strong will not know how much pressure there is unless they experience it for themselves.

At this time, Ronan by the river did not change his gentle attitude, but was able to patiently explain to him... The most important thing was that he roughly understood it, and he naturally breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Tu felt that it was good that the request for instructions ended here. There was no need to bring out other miscellaneous things to disturb Ronan's peace. It would not be too late to talk about it later when the itinerary was actually confirmed.

"Then you are busy, ahem...continue. Mr. Tiger is here, I will contact you again."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ronan never looked back, and Meng Tu didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Before leaving, he heard the sound of a fish jumping out of the water in the river not far away.

This book is nothing, but Meng Tu instinctively felt that the flow of the river seemed to have become faster?

He shook his head, but felt that his face was a little damp. He subconsciously reached out and touched it. It felt like he had been caught in the rain. Only then did he realize that it was raining and foggy at some point along the river.

It is now the wet season in the river basin, and it is normal to have some light rain at night.

Meng Tu thought this and continued walking back. He vaguely felt that it was a little difficult to move his body, as if there was an invisible piece of cloth wrapped around him in the darkness.

It's not tightly wrapped, but it has an obvious binding force.

Only then did he realize something was wrong, and turned to look at Ronan. The latter was still sitting cross-legged in a suspended posture, and seemed to have no reaction to Meng Tu's gaze.

But I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Against the backdrop of the lights near the ship berth, the fine powdery rain and mist in the night sky doesn’t seem very natural, showing a certain unified posture:

It seems to have formed a curtain and a cloak, swinging endlessly, but having nothing to do with the air current on the river.

Meng Tu opened his mouth, then closed it tightly, turned around and left quickly.

Behind him, the sound of water flowing on the river became clearer, as if it was gurgling in his ears.
Chapter completed!