Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 132: Built-in database (2/3)

Such a promise is enough, and Ian saw Elder Pude's dignified expression ease down.

"The clan can't give you anything."

When the young man heard this, the old man sighed and said, "You already have inheritance, you also have the ability of prophet, and your strength is probably not inferior to mine - if it weren't for your age, you are now enough to walk on this land and make a living alone. "

"I can't restrain you. In the final analysis, the family has not given you much, and the future may still be a burden to you..."

It’s not a misery, Elder Pude really thinks so—especially since he knows that Ian’s uncle for the past two years is likely to be that adult...

"The same blood is the most basic interest, not to mention that we live together, and you, the elder, have spent decades twisting everyone into a rope."

Shaking his head slightly, Ian also admired the old man in front of him very much.

Not to mention the cooperation between Elder Purdue and Viscount Grant, which confirmed the status of the White People in Port Harrison. He also used his personal authority to mediate many disputes among the White People, and established strict but not harsh family rules, so that the White People From a loose family to a family organization with considerable cohesion.

Bai Zhimin's store has certain discounts for people of the same race. You can go to the Elder's Hall for treatment if you have a minor injury or ailment. If it is too serious, you will definitely have to charge money, but if it is just an ordinary diagnosis, you don't have to worry about the pharmacist. Deliberately exaggerating the seriousness of the disease in order to defraud medical expenses.

This kind of tacit mutual assistance, as well as the relatively friendly atmosphere within the clan, obviously cannot be done with words.

Elder Pu De must have put in a lot of effort back then, and even personally executed a lot of people to completely set the tone for this rule and atmosphere.

Switching Ian himself, the speed may not be faster, and the effect is unlikely to be better... Why would he give up a family that has full potential, and already has a certain status and authority, and is the default heir in the future? Want to start from scratch?

What Elder Purdue said didn't help him much. He was referring to personal strength—and what Ian wanted wasn't personal strength in the first place.

What he wants to do...

"Brother?"

At this moment, Elan has also fully awakened.

He opened his eyes, looked around, and saw that Ian had come back, he couldn't help but jumped off the chair and said, "I'm back!"

"Yeah, I'm back."

Opening his hands, Ian took a deep breath. He wanted to hug Elan, but he was hesitant when he realized that his clothes were covered with his half-melted blood.

But Elan jumped on him without hesitation: "I miss you!"

Without much force, it was soft and soft like a ball of cotton—and the blood on his face when he raised his head made Ian sigh: "Oh...forget it——Elder Purdue , is there a towel to wash your face here?"

"Yes."

After a lot of tossing, Ian bent down and wiped Elan's little face clean. During this process, the boy was always very obedient, just keeping his eyes wide open, staring at Ian seriously.

"It's time to go home."

After wiping it clean, Ian got up and held Elan's hand.

"Thank you, elder, for taking care of me." He bowed slightly to Elder Purdue: "I may be busy these days... Viscount Grant, please prevaricate."

"I will." The old man nodded, and he watched the two brothers holding hands, slowly walking out of the room and down the stairs.

"Brother, where is uncle?"

"Uncle... went to a far away place."

"It's like, like before, it will take a long time before you come back?"

"Longer and longer... may never come back."

"Forever...forever?"

"Ah, I haven't taught you this word..."

"Brother, you seem to be a little sad..."

"I'm just a little sorry."

“…”

Their voices gradually became lower and farther away. Pude watched their figures disappear downstairs and greeted the guards.

They left the elder hall and walked towards home.

Leaving from the window, the elder sat back in his chair.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose and fell into deep thought for a long time.

"A prophet...a prophet."

He murmured to himself: "In the indigenous legends, there are often legends about the shaman who can foresee the future and guide the tribe forward-in the past, I thought it was a coincidence, or under the blessing of psychic plants. Enhanced shaman psychic warning reminder."

"But two years ago, the aborigines predicted the coming of a big storm, and arranged just the right strategy... Now that I think about it, if it wasn't for Ian who was also a prophet and stopped the aborigines with that lord, I'm afraid Port Harrison would really will be breached."

Since it has been determined that Ian is the prophet, all the coincidences and inexplicable things in the past can be explained instead.

"Foresighted Futaba..."

Opening his eyes, the eyes of the old man Bai Zhimin became solemn: "In any case, we have to consider how to obtain this 'indigenous sacred object'."

"I didn't want to cause extra problems, but now that I think about it, this may be an opportunity to strengthen Ian's spiritual power and lead our family to regain glory."

East of the city, home.

When Ian took Elan home with a calm expression and closed the door, he knelt on the ground without any warning, panting heavily.

"Brother?!"

Elan looked at Ian who suddenly collapsed in surprise. He wanted to get up from supporting him, but his brother waved him away: "Stay away... help me get a glass of water... no, a bucket of water. "

The little boy always listened to his brother's words, but this time he hesitated a little. But in the end, seeing Ian's expression of enduring the pain, he left quickly and hurried to fetch water.

"Ahem...what's going on..."

Seeing his younger brother leave, Ian turned completely sideways, lying on the ground, his muscles twitching slightly.

Breathing violently, from the time he talked with Elder Purdue just now, Ian felt waves of hot tremors coming from his heart, and then transmitted to every part of the nerves in his body. The terrible pain of burning flames.

The ancient dragon core left by Hilliard released a kind of warm heat, supporting the body that has not eaten food for a long time and has experienced fierce battles to move normally.

There is no problem with the core itself. Before Hilliard left, everything was perfect. The source quality of the same immovable strong city and the years of precepts and deeds made Ian soon able to roughly understand This is the teacher's last legacy that has been integrated into my body... The problem is indeed not at the core.

It's the nerve itself.

"It's me...a nerve damaged by the soma fruit core?!"

Suma fruit core is a high-concentration nerve-stimulating substance, which is more stimulating than the nerve-activating drugs of the previous space warriors. In this way, Sand Armor Rock Core and Hilliard continued to detoxify and repair, but his nervous system still suffered extremely serious damage.

But now, those damaged nerves have roughly returned to normal. He only needs to wait for a month or two to repair, and he will be able to return to a full state after the days when he perceives abnormalities.

But now, another force is activating Ian's nerves, causing boundless pain.

"Wait, could it be..."

At this moment, for Ian, time seems to have been turned into frozen fragments. He opened his eyes wide, watching the brilliance of various rainbow colors pouring out of his body and spreading: "It's that chip. ...the master of the teacher, the legacy of the late emperor Inaiga..."

"Is it connecting with my nerves?!"