Master of the Stars

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The corridor of Aurora Yundu is already around three o'clock in the morning. The feast that should be in the ascendant was interrupted by the bones, and it looked empty and deserted. I occasionally saw several waiters, all of whom were listless. Still mourning for the tip that flew away, so much so that even a dazzling beauty like Zhang Yingying passed by, could not mention the interest.

Zhang Yingying doesn't have much opinion about passers-by, only doing the work of guiding the way: "Mr. Bai, please here."

"Oh, don't be so polite, I'm stunned to see you look like this." Mr. Bai, the half-old man, smiled with eyes narrowed. He walked upside down with his hands. He was always humorous and asked. Sentence, "How is it going there?"

"If Fei Ge's words are still in a lethargic state, she is just a temporary soul-delivering carrier, which should be better handled than Li Yiwei."

"I mean Ronan, how is he? I heard that his temperament has changed a lot, and it's very troublesome?"

"Hehe ... I'm having fun and sleeping. Alas, Mr. Bai, please help the boy by the way. His condition tonight is really evil."

Mr. Bai's eyes twitched: "What a bad idea the little girl made! Although I am old and unfilial, I can still live a small life, and I haven't lived enough in this year."

In front is the room where Luo Nan and his party are located. Outside, the bamboo pole is leaning against the wall and smoking. When he sees Mr. Bai and Zhang Yingying, he waves his hands far away, which is a greeting.

Zhang Yingying ignored him and only looked at Mr. Bai: "It will take you to die if you see a sickness? Where are the medical ethics!"

Mr. Bai was right and confident: "Do n’t talk about morality, let ’s look at the feasibility first. I ’m in the dream, saying that to steal something is to steal some material from the human brain and the heart, build a plausible little maze, and confuse people. It's my own work, take the initiative to follow the cover, come to steal the beam and change the column ... The problem is that some people's material is thatched, light and fluttering; but some people's material is a big stone, and it can't be moved. Well, even the old life must be put inside. You say, is the material of Luo Nan, boss Luo, and Professor Luo, thatch or big stone? "

"What's wrong with this?"

"No, it's the truth."

While struggling here, Zhugan smiled and extinguished cigarette butts, opened the door for them, and signaled them to go in. Zhang Yingying took the lead and entered the door for a few steps before finding out that it was wrong. She turned around and saw that Mr. Bai was standing outside the door, looking left and right, with a rich expression on her face.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Mr. Bai coughed twice: "Let's make another consultation to check the soul carrier. Can we move out first?"

"Aha?"

Inside the house, two bodyguards, Qin Yikun and Gao De, stood in the corner. He Yueyin was operating the virtual work area, giving orders to all walks of life.

At this time, Mr. Bai turned serious, and he probed the probe into the room again. The wrinkles on his old face appeared: "It looks like this, don't you feel bored?"

"Is there?" Zhang Yingying blinked.

He Yueyin shifted his eyes subconsciously, and on the sofa opposite her, Luo Nan curled up, sleeping soundly towards the backrest, and had no response to the outside sound.

At this time, Mr. Bai beckoned to her: "Come out and speak ... and you."

He called out a few sober people in the room, and at the same time called the Lingbo Net maintenance team of Shangding Building: "Help me call up the interference field map of my area."

A few seconds later, the results were sent back, and Mr. Bai shared it on the task channel: "Well, look, now the room is stirred into a pot of porridge by someone's soul power, do you not even notice it?"

As if the dynamic image is like a mess of magnetic lines, He Yueyin noticed a few key data, and his brows were locked unconsciously.

Zhugan slapped his slap, then realized: "No wonder I'm a smoker, I was in a house, and I'm going to breathe out subconsciously!"

Zhang Yingying whispered to him, but Mr. Bai nodded in agreement: "It is quite possible, but it was Vice President He who had been with him for a long time and Yikun. They had been more strongly and directly impacted earlier. Sensitive. "

He Yueyin pointed directly at him: "What is the situation of Mr. Luo now, has he made a clear judgment?"

"Dreaming."

When it comes to the areas where he is best at, Mr. Bai answered briskly: "His cerebral cortex should be very active, the information stored in the brain area is constantly being excavated and reorganized, and new things are constantly being generated. Because his soul power is too strong , There is corresponding power radiated, but unconsciously controlled ... If it is not controlled, the power will naturally dissipate. It is precisely because he subconsciously controls that, it forms a meaningful building. Well, it is now popular to call it 'Format'. You have been in it for a long time and are awake, so you don't realize it, but if you are unconscious and confused, you will probably be pulled into a dream by him. He has that ability. "

Zhang Yingying heard a toothache: "What's the situation?"

He Yueyin immediately asked: "Does this hurt Mr. Luo?"

Mr. Bai spread his hands: "I really don't know this. What do you want to say, what harm can dreaming do? For normal people, this is true, but those who are capable have to be different. Basically, I think dreaming is really A kind of adjustment of one's own memory information and even emotions, the ability person generally sorts out the structure of the form and spirit, so there are few dreams, or the dream time is very short. Isn't there a saying called "To have no dreams", this is the reason ... … "

"Luo Nan is very strong!" Zhang Yingying kept up.

"Yeah, it's very strong! But the imbalance of the structure of the form and the spirit is also a well-known thing. Even after the adjustment of the" awakening ", the effect is not easy to say. Moreover, his emotions are obviously different from usual tonight, which may also bring variables. "

While explaining, Mr. Bai also tried to release the soul power to detect the chaotic "dream field" in the room to collect more specific information. Gradually, his tone of voice also changed, dreaming like:

"He is in a period of adjustment, but he adjusts too frequently, constantly digging through the memory. Well, it seems that there is a lot of information continuously stimulating him. This stimulation is very direct, so there is very little logic. The nervous system is very excited, hiss ... "

Mr. Bai's voice was cut off, but his face was not very beautiful. He looked dizzy, and he still wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit.

"It ca n’t be too deep, like a whirlpool, and the high temperature and pressure on the 'touch' can't kill you. It's strange, this is not like 'organizing materials', it's like a pot of stew, it can still stew What's up?

In addition to Mr. Bai's spiritual side, there is also a bamboo pole. Zhang Yingying turned her head to look over. The latter spread her hands and expressed helplessness. He is blind to the dream structure. After all, the art industry has specialization. Not everyone can adjust the frequency of soul power at any time like Luo Nan, and cut into different levels at any time.

Zhugan can only make suggestions: "Is it simple and rough, just wake him up? I have read some information, and the dream of the REM period is disturbed and will not cause too many negative effects."

Mr. Bai hesitated: "All relevant theories must be discounted on the ability side ..."

"Mr. Luo has a precedent for sleepwalking."

He Yueyin was referring to the "Miss Two Thousandths" incident, when all parties gathered in Xiacheng, Luo Nan was highly nervous, did not close his eyes for tens of hours, and finally fell asleep, after he was injected with drugs. However, it was shocking to put on a strange posture between half asleep and half awake.

At that time, He Yueyin was not at the scene, but Qin Yikun and Gao De were there. He nodded and confirmed.

Mr. Bai frowned straight, thought for a moment, and walked into the house lightly. Approaching Ronan, he probed his breathing and other signs.

Seeing him enter the house, everyone else followed.

"how about it?"

"Respiratory is not stable enough, the surface temperature is high, and muscle tone is abnormal ... It's a bit of RBD, oh, it's the feature of rapid eye movement sleep behavior disorder. But the more direct conclusion should be that his body is under some pressure, after all The power of the soul in the dream is not easy to control, and Mr. Luo himself does not seem to have completely solved the problem of the balance between the shape and the spirit, and does not rule out the possibility of uncontrolled supercharging. "

"So you need to wake him up as soon as possible?"

"The problem now is that, with his perception ability and the current interference situation in the surrounding area, we talked around him, and he didn't even feel at all ..."

Mr. Bai shook his head and smiled bitterly. He could only use the doctor's caution to make recommendations: "It is necessary to wake him up, but to consider the possibility of the loss of soul power when the dream collapses. I can try to guide, but according to the current situation, his physical response Very strong, the biological instinct is active. Hey, the RBD of the capable person is really not easy to provoke, and be careful not to hurt him. "

A group of people looked at each other. They understood how much they said about Mr. Bai, but they all understood the meaning of "not sure".

At this time, people had long forgotten Fei Jin in the bedroom. Who can think of a routine inspection, but it ’s the Lord ’s turn, the more important person has a problem!

After a long moment of contemplation, He Yueyin finally said: "Mr. Bai, is the question now largely unbalanced in the form and structure?"

"Well, to be precise, it was the control method used to maintain the balance between the shape and spirit structure, and there is a possibility of getting out of control in the dream. What we have to do now is to eliminate this probability."

"Okay ... I'll make a call."

He Yueyin spoke, then walked to the side. Talk to the opposite party in the corner of the house. After connecting, she directly introduced Luo Nan's situation, and even started to listen, but only occasionally said a few words, so after five or six minutes, she suddenly turned her eyes:

"Mr. Bai."

"what?"

"It's a question about guidance. Can you let the outside world's information be injected into Mr. Luo's dream more accurately."

"Well, what is the specific information?"

"sound."

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