"Oh heavens, these old bones of mine... however, Ian’s design is indeed very interesting."
Ian was still in the laboratory discussing the details of the ’Great Fairy Body’ with two Faes, while the elder was comfortably lying on the sofa in the reception room outside: "Using subspace to store the power of the Aether True Body, using the Heart Light Body to maintain the passage between subspace and reality... the concept itself is not complicated, many have thought of it in the past."
"The real difficulty lies in the massive computing power required to implement it. Maintaining such a state consumes 90% of one’s energy, and if ambushed, there’s simply no time to retaliate, you’d be killed!"
Unless Ian has an auxiliary plan to enhance the calculation power of human individuals.
Master Gravie is a true elite, a researcher at the forefront of this world. He now sank into deep thought, quickly grasping Ian’s idea: "This is merely a branch technology; Ian holds the core. He has an independent, mature ’New Humanity’ plan that is not inferior to plans of other nations."
"Could it even be... a New Ascension System? At the very least, an improvement over Fourth Energy Level Technology!"
"This is truly groundbreaking technology!"
At this thought, Master Gravie couldn’t help but want to stand up. He finally understood why Ian specifically asked him to come for surgery because this was his ultimate goal.
Ian wanted to show him the possibilities and transformations brought by the technology, so he would willingly and proactively witness this potential.
"Damn, is this the Prophet?"
Realizing that he would certainly go to Xiawei Territory, Master Gravie felt a sense of opposition—if Ian knew, he would definitely laugh because Master Gravie’s opposition was identical to the Galewind Dragon King’s, because soon, the red-haired elf master understood one thing: "But even if I’m displeased, I will go; this is an open scheme tailored to my personality."
"No wonder, no wonder..."
Realizing this point and knowing he had completely fallen into the trap, the old man shook his head with a bitter smile, but at the same time, a hope rose in his heart.
The Elves already had their choice, and his research was no longer needed, which was the reason for Gravie’s dejection.
His patriotic and racial sentiments were exhausted, and at this time, Gravie only wanted to fulfill himself but couldn’t find an opportunity.
But Ian had said, his Familiarization technology was quite useful... the Prophet wouldn’t lie, proving his technology was indeed useful.
This might be the way he would not lose the meaning of his life.
But at this moment, Master Gravie’s expression suddenly froze, looking towards the outside of Ashlight Family’s laboratory.
At the same time, Fairy Ian also turned his head, looking outside the laboratory.
"I’ll step out for a moment."
Saying this, Fairy Ian landed on the workbench, and Ian’s soul left this body, once again possessing the Uncorrodable Ice body.
Ian walked out from the central laboratory and came to the outside, opening the door.
He made eye contact with the smiling silver-haired elf at the door, and with a puzzled expression, asked: "May I ask what brings you here?"
"To express gratitude."
Directly teleporting to the doorway, the Speaker of the Great Council of Elves, Yafada Silvergate, spoke with sincere expression: "In a certain sense, the trend towards unity in Canaan Moore now is precisely because of your prophecy."
"Thank you very much, Prophet."
Within his heart, Ian felt a bit confused, but he remained calm on the surface. He truly couldn’t understand Yafada’s logic, but soon, he figured it out.
In a sudden realization, the youth thought: "I see—at that moment when Yafada handed me the communicator on the skyship heading to World Tree City, he was testing my Seer’s Ability and, relying on my prophetic power, determining whether their plan would succeed."
This was actually easy to understand.
Yafada had already indirectly learned of Ian’s prophetic power, at least potentially identifying him as a Prophet. And after truly meeting Ian and knowing Ian had protected Master Gravie aboard the Siren, he became even more convinced.
So, he proactively handed Ian the crucial plan regarding the Canaan Moore Pillar Party’s Fifth Energy Level ’Misty Dust Nation’ Campari, used to seal the Exotic Species Research Institute Maze Space, preventing the Campari Soul Splitting from breaking away or summoning its main body’s power, via the communicator.
If Ian refused, it indicated his Seer’s Ability had sensed danger, the plan still had omissions, or Ian’s seer power could foresee it causing personal harm.
If Ian had no objections, it proved the plan itself was fine, but other aspects were uncertain, and possibly Ian’s prophetic talent did not include personal crisis prophecy.
If Ian actively accepted, it signified a very successful plan.
These were the crudest tests; the actual considerations were far more complex, but overall, Yafada indeed used his method to leverage Ian’s ’prophecy’ ability to make a prediction for his actions.
To this, Ian’s evaluation was ’overthinking.’
The Foresight View simply couldn’t see such a clear future, let alone determine the certainty of ’victory.’
He himself took risks with a resolve to die, proceeding step by step; how could he embody such deep strategic foresight as Yafada imagined... he was purely advancing on courage, not strategic planning!
——Yafada wouldn’t truly believe it was because he saw their future that he chose to agree, right? He actually just wanted reciprocal disregard for the Ladder of Life Tree Fragment and Master Gravie, plus conveniently obtaining some Finegold Mithril.
But nevermind, Yafada was overthinking it himself.
For now, let’s hear how he plans to repay my ’prophecy.’
"I didn’t expect you to come here so soon."
Thinking out loud, Ian raised his brow, speaking effortlessly: "So now, how do you intend to pay for my prophecy?"
——Although I’m actually on the second level, they all think I’m on the Fifth Level, so let’s charge according to the Fifth Level!
Thus thinking, Ian truly hadn’t thought the Prophet identity had such benefits, with someone coming unexpectedly to offer money.
"I have no authority to respond, nor can I afford it."
But Yafada shook his head slightly, this statement once again made Ian feel something was off: "This time coming here, I am not representing the Great Council of Canaan Moore, nor Canaan Moore and the Elves."
"I am simply representing the Blood of the Ten Kings."
Ian subtly furrowed his brow, in an instant considering many things.
——If you can’t afford it, why come? A prophecy is expensive, but not beyond the means of a Fourth Energy Level.
——Then, what does lacking authority to respond mean? A Fourth Energy Level Grand Speaker, they shouldn’t be people a Fifth Energy Level can casually handle, right?
The fact that it made Yafada say such words implied there must be a higher existence behind it, and between Canaan Moore, the Elves, and the Blood of the Ten Kings, the difference, and their backing existence...
Sure enough, in the next moment, Yafada spoke the word Ian anticipated: "Ian."
"The World Tree wishes to see you." For original chapters go to novel⚑fire.net