Chapter 152: What battle is this? (4/4)

  Chapter 152 What kind of battle is this? (44)

   Showing real strength...

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

   "Is it a scene talk, or was I discovered because I was hiding my clumsiness before?"

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

-Do not.

   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 we have to show it to those foreign guests Ian's 'hard power'!

   Going all out to identify? ×!

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

   "Let's go."

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

According to Ian's examination, the boy's problem is not his body, but his thinking—Elan's brain area that converts thoughts into language has abnormalities, and he can't express his thoughts smoothly. Be temporarily unable to speak.

  This doesn’t affect daily life—it’s just a bit clumsy. Elan is very smart. Under Ian’s teaching, he has learned a considerable amount of mathematics and simple woodworking knowledge, and he insists on doing morning exercises with him every day.

   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 elf bloodline.

  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 is still...haven't you completely gotten rid of it?"

After chatting with Sai Nan for a while, Ian got another small bucket of sea urchins for nothing, and carrying this gift, the boy took his brother home: "Forget it, at least he doesn't have to die, it proves that he listened to my words. "

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

   To eat a fish of man, to gain the kindness of man, there must be something to be done.

  After returning home, Elan consciously taught himself how to read and write, while Ian went to his room first 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 half-dead silver-scaled fish swaying feebly.

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

  Then, the teenager opened the vision vision: "Tomorrow, I will fully demonstrate my identification ability without exposing the silver chip and 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 we still have to be cautious."

   This fish is the reference Ian uses 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. 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 kind of fish moves extremely fast and lives by hunting shrimps and other small fish.

  Ian told Elan not to feed this fish no matter what, even if he hasn’t come back for a long time. If he dies, he will replace it with a new one to ensure the reliability of the crisis reference.

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

  Next, Ian turned on his psychic power again, testing various ideas and tomorrow's action mode, and all kinds 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 direction 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 has to have a reference... Six years ago, that abnormal 'prophecy' never happened again.

   "It's a good thing if it doesn't happen, or 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'.

The predictive horizon is not perfect, not to mention that there are countless possibilities for the interpretation of the 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 predictive horizon The presented future is constantly changing.

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

  It’s the same as 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 Elan up.

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

  The boy asked his younger brother to stay at home today. If there is anything, he can go to the Elder Hall to find Elder Pude before going out to his workshop.

  Although the place where Mr. Yinfang invited him to appraise is 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 the Baishi groceries, there are still several people waiting for his arrival.

  It is about half past seven in the morning.

   "Mr. Ian!"

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

He laughed, then stepped 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 originally thought it would be at least an hour or two 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, you, Mr. Yinfang, came so early. It's really beyond my expectation..."

  Ian turned his head to the side, Elder Pude and several guards of several 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 businessman Kutag Lavant likes others to call him by the name of his shop 'Silver Square'. The miller was in the grain business of rice, oil and flour in the early years. After the governor of Nanling began to tighten the grain management rights It was delivered immediately, and was appreciated by the governor. He became a model businessman at that time, and was also commended as an outstanding citizen of the empire.

Kutag is tall and thin, with the face of a poor old farmer, and a taupe goatee. When he was young, his stomach was ruined by an indigenous disease. Even after he made a fortune in building materials business with the support of the governor, he became a The sublimated person has become a jazz, but his body still has some root causes, 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."

Regarding Ian's words, Mr. Yinfang did not agree with him. He has always regarded Ian as an equal adult, and he is very polite and respectful. In the same way, it is also known how he was treated by many nobles including the governor of Nanling that's it.

  Such a smart yet courteous, 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, both Mr. Yinfang and Elder Pude have heard the sound.

   "What's the matter, 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, is it the Ellen family, or the royal family?" The Alchemy Association, or His Majesty the Emperor?"

   Regarding this, the old man Bai Zhimin uttered a word with a serious expression, which made the young man stunned.

"all."

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  (end of this chapter)