Chapter 1187: Chapter 178: The Final Preparations and Departure (Thanks to the chief Yin Liuxiao!)_2
“If it really is this way, then what decisions would I make considering danger and safety?”
Ian analyzed himself: “I think danger is using the Silver Chip more, which might get discovered and captured by the Echoes of the Pioneer? This might actually prevent them from attacking others and causing massive destruction, thus letting the majority survive.”
“Or it’s entirely the opposite… this is troubleso.”
Yes—whether others are safe or Ian himself is safe, it’s not a simple equation, and might even be completely opposite. If Ian is safe, others might die; if others are safe, Ian might die, or everyone might die or survive… Every day, the Prophet’s thoughts are at war with such ‘possibilities.’
No wonder the majority of Prophets are insane.
“In that case, I’ll only use the Silver Chip at the most critical monts.”
And just as Ian made this guess and decision.
The swirling sea of black mist on the street and the tranquil White Mist finally stabilized, no longer surging unpredictably.
This is a good thing—but the bad part is that most people still have various blood-colored strands around them.
Ian’s companions, Yisen Gard, Anfa, and Sio, are especially surrounded by this intense red. Although there’s no black mark of certain death, it’s entirely visible that they will also experience unusual danger and battle.
Conversely? What if I frequently use the Silver Chip? Even using it as soon as I enter the Exotic Species Research Institute, trying to take over the institute’s authority?
Although it might cause a broadcast event like ‘Exotic Species Research Institute welcos highest authority holder, Mr. Pioneer, back to work!’ but a Prophet is ant to do extre things.
And at the mont this decision was made, Ian saw Yisen Gard, who hadn’t fallen asleep and was still in deep thought at his desk, suddenly shrouded in pure black. It’s the black of death, like an embodint of the Underworld.
However, the blood-colored mist on others completely dissipated.
Then, not using the Silver Chip at all?
Wow—this is good, Ian suddenly thought it was getting dark, as a dark mist so thick it felt like the entire starless night sky was pressing down filled every corner of his young sight!
The result represented by this phenonon is really simple.
Everyone would die… absolute, grueso death!
“Embrace Light above…” the white-haired boy muttered: “What on earth is in this damned Exotic Species Research Institute that can cause such destruction under the watch of at least eight Fourth-level and one Fifth Energy Level?”
It’s quite obvious. The key point is not on others, but on himself—on the usage of the Silver Chip!
Using it not at all, everyone would die.
Using it madly, only he and Yisen Gard would die.
Using it carefully, while everyone would be in danger, it wouldn’t be certain death.
“Looks like this ti…” Ian shook his head, calming down: “There’s a deeper fate binding between and Yisen Gard. Also, regarding the crisis involving the Silver Chip, he, as the experintal subject determined back in the era of Inega II, the previous Silver Chip bearer, surely has so connection.”
“The essential issue behind Yisen Gard might reveal so part of the truth in this exploration.”
“Though there’s interference from other Prophets, where the danger cos from is still unclear.”
This foreboding and deduction is actually Ian’s everyday routine. Since reaching the Third Energy Level, he performs several such major foresights daily, gathering all kinds of information and safety to get reactions from all kinds of perspectives.
“But the more terrifying it is, the greater the reward.”
Standing up, Ian shook his head: “It proves that inside the Exotic Species Research Institute… there likely exists sothing critical enough to decide the future direction, even the final outco of Terra!”
After performing several such foresights covering the entire camp and the Fourth Energy Level, even Ian began to feel brain fatigue, with capillaries in his body rupturing… this ti he wasn’t faking it, but truly felt his eyes a bit itchy, and when he wiped them, his hands were full of purplish-red blood.
Yet the boy only smiled faintly, not stopping his actions.
Instead, he started organizing his combat equipnt.
This ti, Ian ca thoroughly ard to Canaan Moore.
Besides his trusty longsword, weapons and armor transported by a dedicated rchant company even arrived at the camp earlier than Ian himself.
He only carried with him the Heavy Abyss Iron Sword and Dead River Armant, equipnt prepared for the identity of ‘Ghost Valley Knight,’ with anti-surveillance treatnt done using Silent Silver.
As for the Iron Pattern Sword, Entangling Void Armor, and other weaponry and armor for Ian’s apparent identity, they were sent to the camp after Ian’s reinforcent.
Moreover, Ian brought along nurous potions, a specially modified Charged Rifle, and a Magnetic Storm Generator.
After obtaining the Flash Flow Skeleton, even an ordinary Magnetic Storm Generator could exert incredible power in Ian’s hands, and the Charged Rifle, specially modified, could fire eight shots consecutively, with the impact and high temperature enough to completely penetrate ordinary Magical Beasts, serving as Ian’s best hidden attack thod when not wanting to reveal his full power.
Additionally, he carried a small gift from Adalbert: a simple Soul Protection Bracelet. This Deceased Monarch Researcher truly was multitalented; having learned to craft Spirit Energy Jewelry for less than a month, he could already create such practical Spirit Energy Accessories.
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