Ronan followed the same order as before. After translating the options, he pointed out the materials used by this grade of Simulator. "This one is easier to translate. It says the raw material used for processing is the very time-space we inhabit... Heh heh!"
Even though he had gone through it once already, suddenly saying something so grand still made him feel rather reckless.
Raven did not laugh. She simply looked as though it were only natural.
Ronan felt like he was the one losing his composure. He could only cough again, wipe away the resurfacing embarrassment, preserve his dignity as an older brother, and continue operating the front-end interface.
Unlike the first two items, which he had merely pointed at, he opened the sub-interface for the third item.
It was packed with explanatory text, interspersed with complex diagrams and what looked like formulas.
Ronan had studied it before. For a half-baked translator like him, the lengthy explanations here were anything but friendly, and they exposed his shortcomings in pure theory.
That was not something he could make up for in a short time, so he quickly skipped ahead, entering an even more complex purely graphical interface—one that flowed and shifted continuously, never settling into a fixed form.
"What you're seeing now and what I sense within the system are actually not the same thing. Just like the material world we see is not the same as what truly exists... Within the system, I can use psychic perception to capture more dimensional structures. What appears before us is only a projection of one end of a complex Space-Time Structure. You should understand that."
Raven did understand. Her intuition regarding Space-Time Structures even surpassed Ronan's. By observing only that "one end" for long enough, she could roughly infer the overall "panorama."