Above The Sky

"Starting to condense the sublimation organs is the first step from the apprentice of the sublime to the true shape of the bloodline."

Ian shook his head slightly: "That's still early, what I need now is to condense a high-quality source seed, and then rely on it to quickly accumulate source essence and recuperate my body."

Although Ian, who was a mechanical engineer in his previous life, knew a lot about the structure of a turbocharger, he could even rub it out with his bare hands if he was given materials and tools.

But the source seed is only similar to the turbocharger, not the same.

Even if he does feel that there are several structures in the virtual source seed that can be modified, without affecting the overall operation, it can greatly improve the efficiency and quality of condensing and extracting source substances.

But that's just guesswork. Who would dare to experiment with their own body and life?

Most people, even geniuses, can only seek stability, not the best, in terms of condensing the source species.

After all, the efficiency can rely on the resource heap, and there is only one life.

But, only the vast majority of people.

Ian is a little special.

"let me see……"

Whispering to himself, Ian chuckled and opened the vision of precognition.

The blue eyes opened, and for a while, everything around was turned into a mass of mist, gray, white and blue intertwined, forming this strange world.

Ian opened his eyes and looked at himself.

Like every time before, he couldn't see his color, what mist was made of.

In fact, he had only seen the color on himself once when he was awakened to his psionic powers.

At that time, what I saw was the color of the child Ian, or my own color, it was another matter.

- A prophet cannot predict himself.

Only in what was probably the heart, the boy could see a little golden light flickering.

The virtual source seed composed of the Hilliard Elementium is currently spinning in a void surrounded by fog. The golden one is like a star, absorbing the tiny white light spots of the stars, and then condensing into a grain like a wafer. General light blue dust that accumulates on the inside.

The fine light spots are the fragments of the source material, and the wafer-like dust is the source material.

Elementium fragments are white-level, and essentia is blue-level.

Because the virtual source seed is an "other thing" gifted by the teacher's elders, Ian can see it through the vision of vision.

"Interesting, the source material also has levels."

Watching the process of essentia condensing in his body, Ian couldn't help but ponder, he looked at the golden virtual Origin Seed outside, and he already guessed: "Sure enough, the quality of essentia is also different. Just relying on the color of essentia, I can judge the strength of the sublimator."

"And most importantly..."

Raising his head, Ian looked in the direction of his brother Ellen.

The white-haired young boy drank the potion and put on the mud, and was sleeping peacefully at the moment.

The sequelae caused by sleeping powder obviously cannot be relieved with a single treatment. It may take several months of recuperation to restore Elan to normal.

The mist on Elan's body was light gray mixed with a little blue and white, which should be the effect of the concentration potion.

More than that……

"Elan's fate is connected with me, and my actions will cause the fog on Ellan's body to change."

Ian stared at the change of color on his brother's body. He recalled the warning given by Elan's fog when he chose the place to throw the corpse. There is no doubt that the warning and foreshadowing changed his destiny. Germany met, and Elam made a great contribution.

And this time, Ian had a bold idea.

——Can he think about his changes to the structure of the source seed in his mind, assist the change of the color of the mist on Ailan, and judge whether his fine-tuning of the structure of the source seed is successful and beneficial?

To put it simply, can he indirectly predict the success or failure of his source seed transformation through Elan?

It is very feasible!

Although I don't know the principle, after all, my ability can predict the future direction within a certain range. This kind of use is the most normal method!

"The better the source seed I condense, the better the future destiny of my brother will be. The same is true vice versa."

"Just do it."

Try it when you think of it, Ian immediately closes his eyes and thinks.

In the first attempt, Ian did not choose to optimize. On the contrary, he arbitrarily degraded the source seed structure in his mind, and the adjustment was simpler, but the efficiency was much lower.

Opening his eyes, he looked at Alan, his eyes widening slightly.

"Crimson!"

The blood-like thick fog lingered on the young child, making Ian stunned for a moment: "So bad? It's almost certain to die, right?"

Although it was expected that if I congealed the inferior source seeds, it might lead to extremely bad results, but such a bad situation also made Ian puzzled: "If the source seeds I condense are too bad, Mr. Hilliard will have a great impact. May leave me, after all if I have no potential, staying with him will die faster."

"But even so, in a short period of time, I will not be too dangerous... Such a thick blood-colored mist, obviously something major will happen in the recent period, enough to threaten the lives of our brothers!"

Although puzzled, Ian also knew that there was no point in thinking like this, so he closed his eyes and started a second attempt.

This time, Ian still did not optimize, but just followed the rules and tried to condense the source seed normally according to Hilliard's guidance.

Opening his eyes again, Ian looked at Ellen.

This time, the mist that appeared on my younger brother was still bright red. Although it was a little less dark than the first time, it was still an unquestionable 'death-level' danger!

"What a weird thing!"

Standing up, Ian frowned, closed the vision of precognition, rested for a while, and recovered his strength.

Then, he took a long breath and looked out the window sideways: "According to the method instructed by the teacher to condense the source seed, I have a 100% certainty that the condensate will be perfect, so that everything is safe, and my strength will be improved under the teacher's teaching. increased, but the mist is still bright red."

"This shows that the crisis is not in the teacher, or even me..."

As soon as his mind moved, Ian had another inference in his heart. He didn't say much, closed his eyes, and opened the vision of prediction for the second time.

This time, he thought about the source seed structure template, which was the optimized template that was finalized after careful consideration.

Then, Ian mobilized the essentia and tried to condense the essentia again.

He looked at Ellen for the third time.

The scarlet mist was still there—although the concentration seemed to have lightened a little, the mist that had originally covered Elan’s body like a cloud of blood had pale pink at some corners, but its main body was still a halo like blood.

"I understand."

In this way, Ian understands it, and frowns slightly: "Is there any natives who have targeted me? They have infiltrated Port Harrison?"

——No matter how you condense the source seed, the result is the same and extremely dangerous.

This only shows that there are characters far stronger than Ian or forces that are attacking him, so no matter what progress, the danger he is about to face will not change much.

But even so, Ian's efforts can slightly change his fate.

Obviously, Ian's optimization is successful. After his optimization, the quality of Ian's source seed is better than that of Hilliard's. Although it is unstable, it is indeed more efficient.

It is because of this that every time he looks at the mist on Elan's body, its color and crisis will fade a little. The effect is small, but there is progress.

"wrong!"

Although he has roughly figured out what is going on, before Ian feels happy and satisfied with his optimization success, he immediately thinks of a possibility that makes him feel a crisis, and even fear in his heart.

Ian frowned when he reacted: "I'm not so arrogant and arrogant... Who am I? I deserve to be targeted like this by the natives? Are you really in such a hurry to kill me?"

"In the aftermath of a catastrophe, killing a few children is simply a breeze, no matter how talented I am... as well!"

Of course, there is also the most important point - the assassination of Ian, who is still a child, is absolutely impossible to put Ian, who is no longer a child, into a blood-red mortal danger!

"It's not that simple."

Talking to himself like this, Ian suddenly felt a chill spread from his spine: "I may not be the main target!"

"Who is that? Teacher, or..."

He immediately started, came to the window, then opened the vision of vision, and looked at the streets of Port Harrison, which was raining heavily.

Outside the window, under the dark sky, the center of the port is brightly lit, and the surrounding residential areas with dim street lights, the lights of every house are swaying dimly, and you can vaguely see a few figures flickering behind the window, chatting, laughing and communicating, warm and harmonious.

There are children laughing and playing with their parents, the shadows are elongated by the lights.

An old man was nagging, and a gust of wind leaked through the half-opened window, blowing the lights, causing the light in the house to shake slightly.

There is also silence, the lights in the house are flickering, but the aroma of food can be vaguely smelled from the wind and rain.

Aqua-colored eyes swept across the city, and Ian's eyes shone with light blue brilliance.

However, in his eyes, only red is reflected.

scarlet.

Blood red.

color of death.

At this moment, the red mist circulating on everyone seemed to converge into a river and turned into a sea of ​​blood.

then……

Thrilling throughout Port Harrison!