Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 151: What battle is this? (4/4)

Show real strength...

After saying that, Lamar left the fish market—he was very busy, as the port finance officer, the viscount's right-hand man, and the person who commanded a place's financial power, he could spare time to come over to Ian to send a message This is enough to prove that Viscount Grant attaches great importance to this matter.

"Is it just a scene, or was my clumsiness discovered before?"

Ian, who was really shy about this, thought about it, and felt that it should be just a scene, to let him cheer up and give full play.

—No.

After thinking about it again, Ian realized that what the Viscount really meant was 'acting'!

——Whether it is Mr. Yinfang or his sublimation plant, it is absolutely impossible to "coincidentally" find him for identification "tomorrow"... Everyone must have discussed it and gave it to those foreign guests. , show off Ian's 'hard power'!

Determining with all your might? ×!

Acting tacitly? √!

"Let the entire Port of Harrison cooperate with acting... Neither the Marquis Family nor the Alchemy Association can have this face."

Unable to come up with an answer for a while, the young man couldn't help shaking his head: "It seems that this matter must not only involve a shining crystal shell, but also a South China Sea maze."

"Let's go."

Patting Elan's head, Ian said, "Or do you want to eat fish today?"

"No, I want to drink shrimp porridge."

The boy's answer on eating was so quick that the teenager couldn't help laughing, and patted the other person's head: "Shrimp is much cheaper than fish... Come on, you are really easy to feed."

In the past four years, Elan has grown up a lot, but he still speaks the same way.

According to Ian's examination, the boy's problem was not his body, but his thinking—there was an abnormality in the part of Elan's brain that converts thoughts into language, and he could not express his thoughts smoothly. Long, he may even be temporarily unable to speak.

This doesn’t affect daily life—it’s nothing more than a clumsy mouth. Elan is very smart. Under Ian’s teaching, he has learned a considerable amount of mathematics and simple carpentry knowledge, and insists on talking with him every day. Do morning exercises together.

After Elan's physical fitness reaches the standard, Ian will let him practice his improved Wavesinger inheritance in preparation for his future conversion to the blood of the elf.

The comprehensive improvement and restoration of physical fitness brought about by becoming a sublimator should be able to cure this problem.

Ian bought a plate of prawns from Bai Zhimin's fisherman, and waited until Sai Nan looked tired and was about to find a friend to play cards.

Although the fisherman looked pale, the scarlet omen of death on his body faded a lot.

"There are still... haven't you completely got rid of it."

After chatting with Sai Nan for a while, Ian got another small bucket of sea urchins for nothing. Holding this gift, the boy took his brother home: "Forget it, at least it's not inevitable, it proves that he listened." My words."

Although they were all just small gifts and cheap, Ian didn't think they deserved them.

A fish that eats people and gets good from others, so there must be something to do.

After returning home, Elan consciously taught himself how to read and write, while Ian went to his room before making dinner.

Ian's room is very simple. Almost all his personal belongings are in the workshop. There are only a change of clothes in the house and a part of the paper, pen and board for teaching Elan to read and write.

However, besides that, there is a small fish tank near the window, in which there is a small half-dead fish with silver scales swaying feebly.

Ian poured a little dried shrimp into the fish tank, and immediately, the little fish, which looked like it was about to die, became energetic and began to chase and devour the dried shrimp.

Then, the teenager opened the vision horizon: "Tomorrow, I will fully demonstrate my identification ability without exposing the silver chip and the vision vision. What will happen?"

Immediately afterwards, as thoughts surged up, a light red mist mixed with light black floated above the little fish.

"Well..."

Ian was thoughtful: "It's risky, and it's not very dangerous, but you still have to be careful."

This fish is Ian's reference for self-prediction.

As Elan grows up, the cute little boy at the beginning can no longer be used as a reference for the prophecy of life and death—although if Ian really encounters a catastrophe, Elan will definitely not be much better , but as the younger brother grows up, the possibility that he will die together will become less and less.

At least, it will not be accurate enough to be used as a reference for the fate of the crisis.

That's why Ian simply raised a small silver-scale fish. This fish moves extremely fast and lives by hunting shrimps and other small fish.

Ian had told Elan not to feed this fish no matter what, even if he hadn't come back for a long time. If he died, he would replace it with a new one to ensure the reliability of the crisis reference.

The little boy is very reliable, as long as he promises, he will earnestly fulfill it.

Next, Ian turned on his psychic power again to test various ideas and action patterns for tomorrow, while various colors of mist emerged back and forth on this little fish.

The results are not bad, and there is no essential difference in risk.

This is the daily life of the Prophet - trial and error directly in reverse order!

——What kind of mistake is impossible, as long as I predict enough and the plan is perfect enough, there will be absolutely no low-level mistakes and omissions!

This ability to predict the future may be a bit vague, but if it is determined that it is just an experiment and the decision-making in the next few days, it can be predicted quite clearly.

But now, Ian still needs to have a reference... Six years ago, that abnormal 'prophecy' never happened again.

"It's a good thing if it doesn't happen. In other words, only if I change a little bit of that future, will there be a new 'prophecy'."

After carefully selecting an almost flawless action plan, Ian walked out of the room contentedly, ready to make dinner, and ordered a small pot of 'sea urchin and shrimp seafood porridge'.

Foretelling vision is not perfect, not to mention that there are countless possibilities for the interpretation of mist, but the accuracy is not absolute-as long as his actions cannot be like a robot, absolutely follow a certain set of plans , then the future presented by the foreseeable horizon will keep changing.

In the final analysis, the precognitive horizon is just a foreknowledge, a prophet, not an absolute prophecy, describing a predetermined destiny.

Just like cooking, even if the recipe is exactly the same, the ingredients are exactly the same, as long as there is a slight deviation in the action during the cooking process, the final taste will be very different.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious! It's delicious!"

"Want to learn?"

"Think!"

"Haha, I will teach you when you grow up and can hold the pot firmly."

One night passed.

The next morning, Ian woke up Elan.

After the two brothers finished their morning exercises, Ian asked Elan to chop wood and make breakfast by himself.

The young man asked his younger brother to stay at home well today. If there is anything, he can go to the Elder Hall to find Elder Pu De before going out to his workshop.

Although Mr. Yinfang invited him to appraise at Harrison Pharmacy, he still needs to get some handy props and change into a professional silver-patterned white robe representing the appraiser.

However, unexpectedly, Ian obviously got up very early and came very quickly.

At the door of Baishi's groceries, there are still several people waiting for his arrival.

At this moment, it is about half past seven in the morning.

"Mr. Ian!"

After seeing the surprised young Bai Zhimin, a tall and thin old man standing at the door of the grocery store showed a surprised expression.

He laughed, then walked forward, and stretched out his hand to the boy who was a head shorter than him: "I was just talking to Elder Pude, guessing when you will come - I thought it would be at least one or two An hour later, but he firmly said within twenty minutes."

"I didn't expect that you actually started working so early, it was too hard!"

"Uh, it's not hard... On the contrary, it's you, Mr. Yinfang, who came so early. It's really beyond my expectation..."

Ian turned his head to the side, Elder Pu De and several guards of Mr. Yinfang stood there, and the old man Bai Zhimin nodded to the boy.

Turning his head back, Ian really felt a little emotional: "If I knew that you would arrive so early, I would have come here earlier."

The wealthy merchant Kutag Lavant likes others to call him by the name of his shop 'Silver Square'. This miller was in the grain business of rice, oil and flour in the early years, and the governor of Nanling began to tighten the grain business. After the right was handed over immediately, he was appreciated by the governor, became a model businessman at that time, and was also commended by the outstanding citizen of the empire.

Kutag is tall and thin, with the face of a poor old farmer, and a gray-brown goatee. When he was young, his stomach was ruined by an indigenous disease. Even though he later made a fortune in building materials business with the support of the governor , became a sublimator and became a jazz, but his body still has some roots, and his resistance to the native miasma is lower than that of ordinary people.

"At your age, you should sleep more. But hard work is also a virtue, so it's inconvenient for me to say more."

Mr. Yinfang does not agree with Ian's words. He has always regarded Ian as an equal adult, and he is very polite and respectful. In the same way, we can see how he won many honors including the governor of Nanling back then. Courtesy of nobility.

Such a smart yet polite, keen and decisive businessman is indeed the type to make a fortune easily.

"I'm going to get some tools and appraiser robes."

After explaining, Ian took out the key, opened the store door, and went upstairs to get the things. Everyone waited at the door until the professional-looking young man in a white robe came out.

"Let's go."

He has become the leader of the team, and both Mr. Yinfang and Elder Pude have heard his voice.

"What's going on, elder?"

On the road, Elder Ian and Elder Pude walked in front, and he asked the old man who had been silent all this time in a low voice with some doubts: "This battle is more terrifying than I imagined—tell me who it is, it's Ellen The family, the Royal Alchemy Association, or His Majesty the Emperor?"

In this regard, the old man Bai Zhimin said a word with a serious expression, which made the young man stunned.

"All."