Ronan replied quickly, "No need to record it. This kind of simple theory and hierarchical classification is merely a basic formulation, nothing particularly important. What matters is the logical analysis and precise models built upon it, along with the corresponding accumulation of technology..."
"Mhm, that makes it even more necessary to record it. Your words will make a lot of people drool." Zhang Yingying had started recording ten seconds earlier. Still unwilling to give up, she adjusted the telescope's settings, hoping to distinguish the mist along the distant Coastline in greater detail. Yet even when the atmosphere over there "boiled" and waves rippled back and forth, she got nothing.
"I told you not to look. I'm very sensitive right now." Ronan sounded somewhat helpless, but swiftly returned to the point. "Was that too blunt?"
"No, no, no. This is perfect. You have to understand, the people hearing you aren't just technicians. There are also a whole lot of politicians... At a time like this, you can never overestimate how stupid they are."
"All right, then let's talk about the Blood Intent Ring Fortress. Um, has the calibration of that sensing and detection module been completed?"
Ronan vaguely remembered that, before seeking out the Martial Emperor two days ago, he had entered the friends' group to probe around. Someone had brought up this matter then, saying there was a bug. If it wasn't Paper Cut, then it was Celestial Master Gao...
"Heh heh, Chief Technology Officer, do you really have the nerve to ask that?"
Zhang Yingying gave a cold laugh, then abruptly changed tack. "By the way, what project did you take up a post in again?"
"Uh, wasn't it the Blood Intent Ring Fortress?"
"The Scavenger! The Scavenger!!"
"...Was it?"
Ronan had to admit that not only did the