In an open class. But what does this have to do with Mr. Paper-cutting?"

Shi Xinhe single-handedly brought the chat topic back on track.

It is conceivable that many people watching the live broadcast at this moment are giving him likes. If the military's live broadcast system has a reward function, it will definitely explode!

"It didn't matter at the time, but now that I think about it, what Paper Cut Brother said is inappropriate: Including that he compares the activation flow and the control flow, thinking that the former is more suitable for supporting, and the latter is the main combat force. Maybe fundamentally

That's wrong - I feel more and more that compared to the precise control of Ding is Ding and Mao is Mao, the activation flow of 'simulated spirituality' is more representative."

Shi Xinhe took about two seconds to digest it before asking again: "What does it mean?"

Yes, what does it mean?

At this moment, Papercut, who was suspected of being a negative example, became more and more focused. Not only because he was closely related to Ronan's description, but also because he also had an expectation:

At Ronan's current level, even a casual remark might have its own unique value and some guiding significance.

What's more, they are profiling him now! Even if it's a bit private, if you really have to say "one, two, three, four", let alone this kind of thing, it will be a public execution!

Paper Cut pursed his lips, closed his breathing, blocked all information from the outside world, and only watched the video content. If he cut off again at this time, he vowed to strangle that boy He Donglou to death...

"I think it is too rash to artificially differentiate abilities and traits prematurely before delving into them in depth. Just like the 'prescriptiveness' that you were particularly interested in just now, it has not been explored to a more basic level.

All differences are just superficial expressions.

"Just like this beach, before I shaped it, it had no special meaning. If it did, it was just the sand itself."

Paper-cutting is a bit confusing.

Shi Xinhe understood somewhat, at least he needed to show this state in order to have a more in-depth discussion with Ronan: "However, at the most basic level, there is no essential difference between ordinary ability users and Burners, then you

What you mean is, exploring a capability structure?”

Ronan held out three fingers: "Level, structure, and promotion, all three aspects must be considered. Whether it is a general ability user or a burner, its regulations are based on a more basic level and depend on the adjustment of its own ability structure.

and optimization, as well as the possibilities and directions for the improvement of the existing physical and spiritual systems.”

Shi Xinhe asked cautiously: "Can you elaborate more?"

At this point, the video flashed, and the progress bar reached the bottom again. The paper-cutting felt tight again, but fortunately this time, the next section had been downloaded, and the intelligent connection came up:

"In a general sense, the basis of our lives is an established fact that cannot be changed, just like this beach. Even if I pile the sand into a castle, it will only be a sandy castle and will not change into other properties.

"Human beings, to be precise, practitioners are slightly better off, at least there is hope of change... hello?"

Ronan's sentence was disconnected again. This time, communication from the outside arrived. There was no doubt that the caller was Zhang Yingying.

The paper cutting made my heart feel stuffy, but I could only endure it.

Ronan was talking to Zhang Yingying in front of the live broadcast camera: "Yes, still on the beach... not on the beach

The class is just an experiment, and it’s not easy to find people to cooperate. Well, just come over here, it hasn’t officially started yet.”

After a few words, the communication was hung up, and Ronan faced the camera again. This time he still had some conscience: "Where did you just say?"

"Practitioners have the hope of changing the foundation of life." Shi Xinhe accurately summarized and stated the original meaning.

"'Leap' is more appropriate, like this..."

At Ronan's feet, a beach area suddenly rose up, and the sand in the lower layer was like a spring, rising slowly from low to high. Each grain of sand was as smooth as a drop of water, and with a hissing sound, a beautiful formation was formed.

Sand Springs Bouquet.

"Now we basically believe that life is the product of a leap, from the pure material layer to the life layer. We can assume that these ordinary sands have become the life matrix, forming a series of life, making it possess

Basic functions. This is the first end.”

"First...end?"

Ronan did not explain in depth, but continued: "When life takes shape, to maintain the structure of life, maintain basic functions, and continue life, it needs to absorb energy from the outside world, reproduce, and form basic desire drives. This is the second

end."

"It seems that we are going to enter the scope of anthropology and sociology later on, so I will just state the conclusion:

"Faced with a series of disposal memories from nature and complex society, humans have formed a pattern of experience that is constantly accumulated and spread, but relatively fixed. This is the third end.

"On the basis of experience and experience, the deeper application of wisdom forms the advanced state represented by logic and spirituality. This is the fourth end... This is a rough division, which can be regarded as four small levels.

,"

Shi Xinhe finally found a chance to interject: "But why is it called 'Duan'?"

Ronan took it for granted: "Life is full of contradictions. You can't ask it to be like a machine, working diligently and to the end for a preset goal."

Shi Xinhe thoughtfully summed it up appropriately: "Nonlinearity and reaction are the normal expressions of the universe."

Ronan laughed: "So, a small leap in the life level often happens like this..."

The sand spring gushing out in a straight line began to twist and lose its beauty. It looked more like a fat snake dancing in the sound of the flute. It seemed to have been drunk with medicinal wine, and it suddenly turned and twisted in the air without any resistance or obstacles.

, bodies collide, even end with heads, self-devouring and merging.

"Look, the cyclical interference between them finally formed a self-formatted structure. We divided this process into four levels. Each level represents a big turning point, that is, the four ends, and the fifth level is the five ends...

…By analogy, it’s not that precise.”

Ronan said it in an understatement, but whether it was Shi Xinhe or paper cutting, he was fascinated by it all.

The camera was locked on the twisted "sand snake" and watched as it gradually melted into one piece, no longer having any holes, and turned into a chaotic creation that seemed to have some edges and no specific shape.

Ronan's voice continued: "In fact, we can also break open this thing to see what kind of core its mode of action ultimately forms..."

As he spoke, the outer shell of the sand was torn apart, but it maintained its general outline and only expanded outward, revealing a surprisingly neat thing inside:

A round ball.

Shi Xinhe’s obviously dazed voice gave a footnote: “Cut the ball in.

Ronan hummed: "I prefer to call it 'self-format'. If you follow this model and expand its role to a certain extent, it will form a ladder leading to the 'fantasy layer'. Of course, its initial

The result will still be..."

Shi Xinhe murmured: "A sphere, an outside ball."

The outline of the split sand curtain re-closed, and this time the edges and corners were sharpened extremely clearly - so much so that a standard tetrahedron structure with four ends and six edges was formed, and soon its outer layer was covered with thin layers.

A layer of sand grain arc film is attached to the four sharp corners, and the cloth is rotated.

"Format Theory."

There was no need for Ronan to identify it, Shi Xinhe had already blurted it out.

Thousands of kilometers away, the paper-cutting was actually synchronized with it.

However, Ronan himself did not dwell on this, and just said to Shi Xinhe:

"As you are engaged in research, you should know that there is no circle in nature. It has always existed at a conceptual level. But when projected into the real world, some are relatively more regular, while others are like mud."

"People with ordinary abilities are like mud?" Shi Xinhe's words were a bit substandard, and it was also a sign of his instability.

Ronan smiled: "Even if it's mud, you can adjust the humidity and viscosity and it can continue to shape, which is pretty good."

"Then Burner..."

"I've already had some plastic surgery, and it's really the most suitable for me so far."

What Shi Xinhe wanted to ask was not this at all. Even the paper-cutting thousands of kilometers away and even Zhai Weiwu could feel it.

Ronan waved his hand, and the sand ball that was connected to the beach and integrated into one body suddenly shattered: "Don't worry about this. I just said that it is not so neat in reality. We can design various different hierarchical sequences. Of course it is also

Can be in various forms.

"Whether it is 'format theory' or 'prototype format', the images displayed are only products of symbolization."

"Atmosphere!" Paper Cut clenched his fist fiercely and waved it.

Zhai Weiwu's mind had long been shut down by Ronan's theory, and he could no longer understand the excitement, but he still retained curiosity:

"Uncle Zhi, what is your current image?

Paper Cut twitched his lips: "It's probably just a piece of mud."

Ronan, who was far away in Ti City, seemed to have a "telepathy" at this time, as if he was comforting, and as if he was announcing the answer: "Whether it is a person with ordinary abilities or a burner, as long as it follows this pattern, the form can always be corrected -

—Towards the direction that suits you best.

"This requires ability users to constantly actively 'slice' downwards, find more basic components, and adopt more reasonable structures, such as..."

"for example?"

Papercut's ears were already perked up, but what he heard next was the buzzing engine noise and military-style chants:

“Everyone has it!”

Ronan interrupted his speech and turned to look towards the beach: "Oh, there is a group here, but the number is not enough. But we can prepare first, teach a few to a few, and let them get familiar with Meng Chong first.

Just...let’s get started.”

Shi Xinhe did not respond for a long time.

"What the fuck!" Paper Cut really swore this time, his voice shrill and trembling.

Zhai Weiwu was startled, carefully looked at his face, and finally cautiously cooperated:
Chapter completed!