Chapter 272: Central Control Zone (1/3)
"It's so beautiful, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the crystal light is the way, it's really like a fairyland."
Ian looked around at the Crystal Biology Museum in front of him, and he retracted his gaze, his heart full of surprise and satisfaction: "These crystals have been meticulously carved and removed from impurities, and the artistic standard of the pre-era civilization is also very high!" ”
"it!"
And with Andor's cultural level, he can only sigh like this: "It's really big!" ”
Ian didn't stop, although the museum is good, but it can't be delayed, he just uses a silver chip to store everything he sees and hears, so that he can enjoy it when he has time in the future.
However, in the middle of the road, he suddenly stopped.
A sense of familiarity, just like the visual hallucinations that struck six years ago.
"—did it come? Visions ...... when psionic energy progresses"
Ian wasn't surprised, he was even a little glad in his heart: "At least not when he was fighting Patrick." ”
In a flicker of vision, Ian seemed to see many visions of ancient times.
He saw the ancient sea, the churning waves, the giants that made the sea and the sky roar and fight each other, and the giant eel wrapped around a huge whale, screaming and fighting, from the deep sea abyss to the reefs along the coast.
He saw that under the blue sky, between the yellow sand, ancient crocodiles were digging their nests in the depths of the sand, building their own cities and transportation channels under the humid desert underground, uniting against the poisonous scorpion spiders and rock crabs, and competing with the prehistoric digging giant insects for dominance underground.
He also saw that the endless swarms of jellyfish in the sea were converging, turning into a faint blue cloud of fluorescent water, and the thunder was flowing from one individual to another, with a bright, dangerous but beautiful aura.
One by one, images from the 'past' poured into Ian's mind.
But today's teenagers are not the children of yesteryear.
He just closed his eyes, shook his body slightly, and then accepted all the visions.
"My psionic energy upgrade conditions, what I know at the moment is to see more things I don't know, but the direction of this progress, isn't it actually a prophecy?"
Ian continued to walk forward as if he were all right, and even Andor thought at most that the other party was shocked by such grandeur and magnificence, which was not a strange thing.
But he smelled something unusual.
His psionic ability is undoubtedly a prophetic system, able to predict future trends, can know the direction of possibilities, can give feedback in time and self-correction, such spiritual energy is extremely rare even among prophets.
But what he saw just now didn't seem to be a prophet?
On the contrary...... Images from the past.
"Past, Future...... And now, can I gaze? ”
"Mr. Guide......
And at this moment, Ian heard Andor's fearful voice: "Your eyes ......"
"Huh?" The boy turned his head to look at Andor, who wanted to make a loud reminder.
And in the perspective of the pirate captain, in the eyes of the white-haired boy who is slightly lower than him, the almost materialized water-colored halo is layered on top of each other, and it is extremely dark, it is like two bottomless deep pools of dark light.
And in this clear but bottomless light, it seems that some colossus is spinning—it is a gear, a ring that rotates endlessly.
Past and future go hand in hand......
At this moment, he even had the illusion that he had been completely seen, whether it was the past or the future, all of them were reflected in the other party's eyes.
Not even an illusion.
The moment Ian turned his head to look at Andor, he already knew the past of the man in front of him.
The dark green long-haired elf looked blankly at the young man in front of him, and the young man stared into the other party's eyes, but the other party's almost all of the past came to mind one by one.
- The birth of a coastal fishing village, a quiet and peaceful childhood.
his father, who was recruited by Canaan Moore and never returned; A mother who supports her family alone, but dies with her sister in a plague.
hometowns that have lost policy leanings because of the slowdown on the front; Villagers who are so poor that they can only go to the big city to sell themselves.
Raided while fishing, forced to become a pirate, and then desperate to survive; Accidents can eat enough, and friends who honestly work in their hometowns die of heavy taxes and exploitation.
and finally...... Killed the previous captain and faced Zhao An after becoming the captain himself.
"He*, I became a pirate who robbed merchant ships every day against the official Canaan Moor, but I was able to be recruited with a lot of money, and my best friend listened to the words of the Federation and stayed in his hometown to fish separately, and as a result, he could only starve to death?! He's a fisherman, how could he starve to death?! ”
"Why, why can a wicked pirate like me eat enough, why can my father and mother, who have been upright all my life, die in vain?!"
Ian could still hear the deepest emotion in Andor's heart, the anger that could not be forgotten.
He didn't accept the recruitment, but still worked as his own pirate in the South China Sea, occasionally taking on the private work of federal parliamentarians and wealthy nobles - and he didn't bother to be angry after that night's fury.
Anyway, he doesn't have any other relatives or other children, as long as he lives comfortably alone, the rest ...... I didn't bother to think about it.
This world is not worth being angry about, isn't it good to enjoy it more?
“…… It seems that there is more to it than just the Empire. ”
After retracting his gaze and ending the Prophetic Vision, the psionic brilliance in Ian's eyes gradually dimmed, and he was able to roughly control his progressing psionic energy.
The young man shook his head slightly, quite helpless: "The entire Terra Continent seems to be generally rotten. ”
"With the productivity of ordinary people in Terra, as well as the abundance of resources, this can make people starve to death, was the battle between Canaan Moore and the Heavenly Court so fierce at the beginning? Is it really not that the front is tight and the rear is tight? ”
"Even with extraordinary power, human desires are still the same, and even magnified by power."
There wasn't much time to think about these aspects, as the long crystal passage had come to an end.
Ahead is another metal door.
Ian was still thinking about whether he needed to use the physical door opening method again, but before he could think about it, a fluorescent flash and the metal door opened automatically.
A metallic silver glow reflected in the young man's watery eyes, and a slightly cold wind blew from the other side of the door, causing his long hair to fly.
The light from the crystal passage poured into the main hall at the entrance, illuminating it in a clear light.
Bright colors trickle down the running instruments and screens, making everything look a little distorted, like an overexposed photo.
But it's real.
"Finally ......"
Taking a deep breath, Ian didn't know if it was his own psionic power or sheer luck that had led him to get there.
But he did come.
Already in the 'Central Control Zone'.
Lewen