"Long-distance transmission of information clusters and objects—"
"Can Rong Qiyue really help?"
Accompanied by Xu Ji, the driver nursing a broken heart, Han Su hurried all the way to Rong Qiyue's laboratory outside Qinggang City.
He only knew the basics of the theory behind it.
Extraordinary individuals could transmit information through the penetration and resonance of Mental Power. But the farther the distance, the harder it was to transmit. Wei Lan's ability to receive his messages over such a distance was due to the unique nature of her Queen organization, and even then, it was limited to simple communication. Large, complex information clusters exceeded those limits.
Transmitting objects was even harder, requiring them to overcome all sorts of complicated technical barriers.
For now, he could only hope that Rong Qiyue really could meet the requirements.
As for Xu Ji, of course he had to bring him along, too.
Although he still couldn't tell what exactly was wrong with Xu Ji, the young man's feelings for that Old Singer were too bizarre. For now, keeping him nearby felt safer.
Xu Ji was quite moved. "Old Han still cares about me. He even thought to take me out for a drive—"
". . ."
They reached the outskirts of Qinggang City and saw from a distance that the factory buildings Rong Qiyue had chosen had been transformed beyond recognition.
A tall fence surrounded the area, and rows of armed security personnel patrolled the perimeter.
Security in Qinggang was divided into several tiers. The fact that Rong Qiyue had brought in security of this caliber meant at least two things:
First, he had already established connections with Qinggang's upper levels, giving him permission to hire such high-level security and even have them patrol with guns.
Second, the laboratory had already been equipped with