Chapter 1185: Chapter 177 Ian Silverpeak Famous Across the World (7800)_5
But Ian didn’t actually think that much; he wasn’t very familiar with the psychology of financial investnt, he just felt that with more money, collecting paynts would be smoother.
Just as every official exploration team has a powerful force backing it, the Empire’s Dragon Worship Cult’s exploration team has Dragon Island as its background. The King of the Mountain himself is Dragon Island’s full representative, and Crown Prince Carlos is also a prince with very good relations with Dragon Island. So even though the Southern Ridge Dragon Worship Cult is quite poor, with the Empire’s support, the camp is quite luxurious, even more so than Ian’s Lord’s Mansion in the Xiawei Territory.
Large rooms, large bathrooms, even a private hot spring — when Ian saw that there was an artificial hot spring made with the finest round stones inside the room, he finally sowhat understood… When high-level Sublimators really want to enjoy themselves, all desires can be effortlessly fulfilled.
Therefore… they probably have no regard for such common desires… thus falling into madness in the eyes of ordinary people.
This is already two worlds. Not just material enjoynt, but two worlds in the spiritual sense as well.
Ian doesn’t dislike enjoynt; he is mainly accustod to spending long periods working and cultivating in the study. During the half year in Xiawei Territory, he barely even used his bed.
“Let’s just rest well today, everyone.”
Quickly, following Ian and the others settling in the camp, the notice ca — tomorrow will be a day for preparation, and the day after tomorrow in the morning, they will directly set out to begin the exploration of the Exotic Species Research Institute.
It sounds abrupt, but in fact, there has been long-term preparation laid out officially by Canaan Moore for this exploration.
The first and second layers of the ruins already have the most basic camp setup, where the exploration team can rest after exhausting and injuring themselves in the deeper exploration.
These elite exploration teams are ant to go deeper, venturing into dangerous areas ordinary people cannot reach to uncover the true secrets of the ruins. The ti-consuming camp construction doesn’t need them to do it themselves; once everyone is there, they can naturally begin.
Ian didn’t have any objections to this; at this mont, he was even sowhat impatient.
In the deep of night, while everyone was preserving their strength, preparing for the imminent official exploration, Ian didn’t rest but sat on the edge of his bed.
At this mont, he was closing his eyes in ditation, adjusting the state of his ‘Essence Furnace Core’ and ‘Ancient Dragon Heart Core’ within his body, aiming to set the Pioneer of Iron to its best state to face the upcoming challenge.
However, at this mont, the young man furrowed his brow slightly.
“Hmm?” Opening his eyes, Ian stood up and quickly walked to the window.
His spirit energy gave him an inexplicable premonition… Ian frowned, looking toward the exploration camp outside the window, with azure light flickering in his eyes.
Then ca a scene that surprised him.
In the Foresight View, the entire camp was shrouded in pitch-black mist, with scarlet lightning surging like a tsunami within the black sea of clouds, erupting with an extrely terrifying aura of death.
Everyone, except those Fourth Energy Level powerhouses, had at least a bright red ‘death crisis’ upon them!
This scene rely moved Ian’s heart a little; he wasn’t surprised in the slightest, just felt a sense of ‘as expected.’
However, what happened next truly shocked him.
Because in the next instant, all the pitch-black weapons and blood-red lightning disappeared — the mist throughout the camp returned to normal. Although so people still had a death crisis or even a certain death fate, it was within normal ranges. Most people, especially the logistics personnel walking on the streets, had ordinary white and blue mist around them.
And not only that.
While Ian was still in astonishnt, surveying the camp outside the window, a few dozen seconds later, the black mist and waves of blood-red lightning ca again — then all returned to normal… In sum, it was a cycle of change, almost like a heartbeat.
“This is…”
After discerning this phenonon, Ian’s expression turned grave: “Is this interference from another Prophet? Or… is there really an indeterminable future?”
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