Chapter 274 Central Control Area (13)

"It's so beautiful, surrounded by clouds and mist, crystal light is the way, it really looks like a fairyland."

Ian looked around at the Crystal Biology Museum in front of him. He looked away, full of surprise and satisfaction in his heart: "These crystals have been carefully carved and impurities removed, and the artistic level of pre-epoch civilization is also very high!"

"Fuck!"

And with Andor's cultural level, he can only sigh like this: "It's so **** big!"

Ian didn't stop. Although the museum is good, it can't waste time. He just uses a silver chip to store everything he sees and hears, so that he can appreciate it when he has time in the future.

However, on the way, he stopped suddenly.

A very familiar feeling, just like the illusion of six years ago.

"has it really come? Visions when psionic power progresses..."

Ian was not surprised, and he was even a little thankful in his heart: "At least it didn't appear when he was fighting Patrick."

During the flashing vision, Ian seemed to see many phantoms from ancient times.

He saw that in the ancient sea, huge waves churned, and giant beasts that made the sea and sky scream were fighting each other. Giant eels were wrapped around a huge giant whale. They screamed and fought, from the abyss of the deep sea to the reefs along the coast .

He saw, under the blue sky, among the yellow sands, ancient crocodiles were digging their lairs deep in the sand. They built their own cities and traffic channels in the moist desert, and they jointly fought against the poisonous scorpion spiders and the panacea. crabs, and battle prehistoric burrowers for dominance of the subterranean world.

He also saw that the endless jellyfish swarms in the sea were converging, turning into a faint blue cloud of fluorescent light, and the thunder light was flowing between each individual, carrying a bright, dangerous but beautiful aura.

One by one, images from the 'past' poured into Ian's mind one after another.

But today's teenagers are not the children of yesterday.

He just closed his eyes, shook his body slightly, and then accepted all the illusions.

"My psychic upgrade condition is currently known to see more things I don't know, but the direction of this progress is not a prophecy?"

Ian still looked like a normal person on the surface, and continued to walk forward. Even Andor at most thought that the other party was shocked by such magnificence. This is not a strange thing.

But he smelled something unusual.

His psychic power is undoubtedly of the prophetic type, able to predict future trends, know the direction of possibilities, and be able to give timely feedback and self-correction. Such psychic power is extremely rare even among prophets.

But just now, what he saw didn't seem to be a prophet?

Instead, it's...an image of the past.

"Can I gaze at the past, the future... and the present?"

"Xiang, Mr. Wizard..."

At this moment, Ian heard Andor's fearful voice: "Your eyes..."

"Huh?" The boy turned his head and looked at Andor who wanted to remind him aloud.

From the perspective of the pirate captain, in the eyes of the white-haired boy who is a little taller than him, there are layers of almost substantive water-colored halos, which are extremely deep, like two rounds of bottomless ghosts. Light deep pool.

And in this clear but bottomless eyes, it seems that some colossal monster is rotatingit is a gear, a ring that rotates endlessly.

The past and the future go hand in hand...

At this moment, he even had the illusion that he was completely seen through, whether it was the past or the future, everything was reflected in the eyes of the other party.

It's not even an illusion.

The moment Ian turned his head and looked at Andor, he already knew the past of the person in front of him.

The elf with long dark green hair looked blankly at the young man of Bai Zhimin in front of him, while the young man stared into the other's eyes, but almost all the past of the other party emerged in his mind one by one.

The birth of a coastal fishing village, a quiet and peaceful childhood.

The father who was conscripted by Canaan Moore and never returned; the mother who supported the family alone but died with her sister in a plague.

Because of the ease of the front line, the hometown that lost the policy preference; the folks who are so poor that they can only go to the big cities to sell themselves.

Was robbed while fishing, forced to become a pirate and struggled to survive with humiliation; he was able to eat enough by accident, and his friends who honestly worked in their hometown died of heavy taxes and exploitation.

And finally... the Zhaoan that I faced after I became the captain after I killed the previous captain.

"Damn it, I became a pirate and robbed merchant ships every day to fight against the Canaan Moore official, but I was recruited with a lot of money. My best friend listened to the Federation and stayed in his hometown to fish peacefully. In the end, he could only live Starved to death?! He is a fisherman, how could he be starved to death?!"

"Why, why can a vicious pirate like me still have enough to eat, why can my upright father and mother die without knowing why?!"

Ian could still hear the deepest emotion in Andor's heart, the unforgettable anger.

He didn't accept the recruitment, he still worked as his own pirate in the South China Sea, and occasionally took private jobs from federal congressmen and wealthy noblesafter that night of rage, he didn't bother to be angry.

Anyway, he doesn't have any other relatives or children, he just needs to live a comfortable life by himself, other... don't bother to think about it.

In this world, it's not worth being angry. Wouldn't it be nice to enjoy it more?

"...seems to be more than the Empire."

Withdrawing his eyes and ending the vision of foresight, the psychic brilliance in Ian's eyes gradually dimmed, and he was able to roughly control his gradually improving psychic power.

The young man shook his head slightly, quite helplessly: "The entire Terra continent seems to be rotten."

"Based on the productivity of ordinary people on Terra and the richness of resources, this can make people starve to death. Was the fight between Canaan Moore and the Royal Court of Heaven so intense? Is it true that the front line is tight and the rear is tight?"

"Even with extraordinary power, human desires are still the same, and even amplified by power."

I don't have much time to think about these issues, because the long crystal passage has come to an end.

Ahead is another metal door.

Ian was still thinking about whether he needed to use the physical method to open the door again, but he never thought that a fluorescent light flickered and the metal door opened automatically.

The boy's water-colored eyes reflected a piece of metallic silver light, and the slightly icy wind blowing from the other side of the door made his long hair flutter.

The light from the crystal channel poured into the main hall at the entrance, illuminating it brightly.

Bright colors flowed into the instruments and screens that were still running, making everything look a little distorted, like an overexposed photo.

But it's true.

"finally"

Taking a deep breath, Ian didn't know whether it was his spiritual power or pure luck that guided him to this place.

But he has come.

Has come to the 'central control area'.

(end of this chapter)