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“This is psionic power.”
Although he had never heard this term in his previous life, with his memory in this life, Ian can be sure that the non-consciousness scene he saw just now is the special ability called “psychic power” in this new world.
Ian closed his eyes, his mind was no longer a hazy darkness, but a little hazy star-like brilliance floating and overflowing, like snow in the north wind.
Feeling this unheard of, unseen, and wonderful power that did not exist in his hometown in the past, he laughed from the bottom of his heart: “It’s so interesting.”
Follow the guidance of instinct, adjust with your own will, and project a little bit of starlight into your eyes.
Accompanied by bouts of dizziness that seemed to be over-thinking and checking papers for three days and two nights in a row, Ian opened his eyes and looked around curiously.
Same as before, under the reflection of the hazy fireflies in the eyes, everything in the field of vision emerges with mist of various shades and colors.
However, compared to the first time, Ian couldn’t see the black energy on his body this time.
But the black and red mist on the younger brother’s body was still bright.
The invisible mist on the sleeping child gathers and disperses, occasionally condensing into a knife-like illusion.
Ian knew the knife.
The edge of the obsidian blade has a layer of dark red color, showing a **** and ancient feeling, and the weird spell pattern on the handle adds to the weird and mysterious atmosphere.
The Sequoia natives along the coast of Baisen often used this obsidian knife before the imperial immigrants settled here and brought iron tools.
They use stone blades to cut the flesh of their prey, dig out the internal organs, and select the most tender part as a sacrifice to their own totem or various mountain lords and sea gods.
Based on this, Ian can be sure that the mist he saw is indeed some kind of psionic energy of the omen system, which is related to the good and bad luck in his hometown culture, and it heralds the bad luck that the two brothers will encounter in the future , and even how they will die, the robbed artifacts are quite clear.
And as for the second time, I can’t see the black energy on my body.
Ian believes that it is precisely because of the reason that ‘medicine is not self-governing, and divination is not self-prediction’.
Before, what he saw was the black mist from the boy Ian, but now that he has recovered Su Hui, he will be killed by that uncle for no reason, so naturally there will be no mist of any color.
“Red and black represent bad omens, and blue is not clear. My instinct tells me that it is harmless, but it should also have its uniqueness.”
Looking sideways at the bowl on the cabinet, the white-haired boy immediately closed his eyes, his slender body shaking for a while.
If he hadn’t leaned against the door, he might have passed out directly.
“Using it is like a brain marathon, and the physical exertion is very high.”
After the perception was over, besides the extreme exhaustion, there were also nausea and dizziness. Ian resisted the sleepiness welling up in his heart, and summarized and analyzed the effect and consumption of his unknown ability: “Just Like a lack of sugar after overthinking.”
“This psychic energy may indeed originate from some kind of heart and soul, but it still needs to rely on the physical brain and even the physical body to function.”
“That’s interesting.”
Although the body is in a hurry, Ian’s expression is very excited. He lowered his head, stared at his hand, his eyes were bright: “What is the reason? Forget it, it’s too early to think about it.”
“The effect is to concretize other people’s malice towards me and my brother, or is it an instinctive deduction? Or just say no”
As soon as the brain started to work, the pain that hit the boy made him feel dizzy, and he leaned his back against the door, sat on the ground slowly, and stopped his excessive thinking.
Pain is certainly uncomfortable, but it did make Ian aware of the crisis in advance.
“Very good, although I don’t have the power to fight directly, but I can get a lot of information to help me break the situation.”
Sitting for a while, after recovering, Ian turned around and looked at the door behind him.
The boy’s eyes were dark: “The blood sacrifice is a foregone conclusion. Judging by the color and density of the fog, I may have died earlier than my younger brother. That cheap uncle recently planned to get rid of me once and for all.”
Through psychic power, confirming the guess, Ian is not as anxious and anxious as before.
On the contrary, he nodded seriously, his immature face looked very cute: “In this case, there is only one choice left.”
“Find a way to kill that scum.”
With the cutest face, say the most vicious words.
It is almost nonsense for an eight-year-old child to fight against a tall and strong adult, even if that adult has disabled legs.
But if it is a child with a malicious heart and a mature mind who plots against an adult who does not know this
That’s a lot of stories.
Aside from other things, the average child can’t even recognize everything in the house. A fall can kill a person.
Ian is not without a chance.
Of course, even if this is the case, when Ian made this decision, he didn’t have a clear mind, and most of it was even a gamble.
It’s just that the sooner the threatening lunatic can be dealt with, the sooner it should be dealt with. Who knows if uncle will bring a few natives with him next time he comes out?
This is a strange world. Although he has lived for eight years, his understanding is still very one-sided.
He has to fight.
One is a mortal ending, and the other is a possible death failure, why not give it a try!
——When will you kill that scumbag uncle?
“Today!”
The eyes gradually calmed down from a little nervousness. At this moment, Ian made up his mind that no matter what the cost, even if the house was set on fire, he would kill that uncle.
“Let’s see what’s in this room first.”
Since he decided to kill that cheap uncle, Ian began to look for tools in the house that he could use.
A general pocket knife, a meat cleaver is pointless.
According to Ian’s memory, the strength of children in this world is much greater than that of their human peers in the previous life, and they can carry an ax to chop wood.
Naturally the same is true for adults. In Ian’s mind, there is a scene of a fisherman easily carrying a giant fish that is about the same size as himself, and going into the city to show off his catch.
This is very unusual.
Humans in the previous life basically received genetic optimization and were very strong, but the humans in this world are even more outrageous.
Based on the same proportion, the Hercules doesn’t need to be remodeled. I’m afraid it can fight a brown bear and kill a wild boar with one punch.
Of course, Earth’s version of the Beast.
“Is this world genetically modified per capita?”
Ian has never seen a beast in this world, so it should be outrageous if nothing happens. He frowned and thought: “Perhaps, psionic energy can also strengthen the body? In short, we cannot use pure human data to calculate this aspect.”
“The different world is interesting, but unfortunately it’s too dangerous.”
In short, it is completely impossible for an eight-year-old child to assassinate an adult with a knife.
Dung forks are more normal, at least a puncture wound to a vital point is fatal to an ordinary person, as well as chemical and biological damage.
But Ian is also a little worried. After all, in a world with psychic powers, it is really unknown whether the injury of visceral puncture can really kill an adult male.
“That guy should not have this ability, otherwise he would not be unknown and can only bully children.”
After searching the house for a while and splashing a lot of dust, Ian did find the tool he wanted.
—Ropes, canes, pitchforks, a bag of moldy flour, wooden skewers for grilling fish, some knives for skinning and cutting meat.
There are also a few sharp-mouthed salted fish that are so hard that Ian thinks they can be smashed to death, or even stabbed to death.
“Is this really edible?”
Touching the maroon salted bonito that was still stained with salt grains, feeling the steel-like feel, Ian was moved: “Is this able to block bullets?”
The boy could clearly sense the unfriendly desire of this salted fish to not admit defeat even if it died, to fight to the end with human teeth.
For the time being, ignore this weapon-grade salted fish full of hatred.
The rope can be set with a tripping wire. Although the tip of the pitchfork is much blunter than expected, it is still not a problem to stab people to death.
Slightly processed flour can be used as lime powder, you can add some wall ash and charcoal ash, and you don’t need to pay attention to martial arts when fighting a madman who wants to kill himself.
If it wasn’t for the time being, Ian would like to poison it directly.
As for the knife, it is not that useful. After all, it is too short and must be close. But it can be processed and used as a trap raw material.
“This is the stick that hit me, right? It’s pretty easy.”
Ian even found the stick that knocked the child Ian into a coma and allowed him to solve the mystery of the unborn child in advance – the straight and hard birch has dried blood on the front end, and the boy instinctively held it Slashed and slashed.
“That’s right, the human body in this world still has the instinct to wield a wooden stick, so it seems to be the same scary upright ape.”
Ian laughed, the human instinct to use sticks is imprinted in the genes.
Although it cannot be completely confirmed, the humans on the Terra continent should have experienced a long wood and stone age, which is not much different from humans on Earth.
It’s a pity that this wooden stick is useless, children wielding it can only harm the flowers and plants on the side of the road at most, and beating people is still a little bit meaningless.
Collect supplies along the way, and find my brother and my room again.
Ian also noticed the porridge bowls on the cabinet.
“I remember that in the whole room, there are only three places that are glowing – my brother and I needless to say, the remaining porridge bowl is surrounded by blue mist.”
Black and red represent danger and bad luck, what does light blue represent?
Ian doesn’t know.
So he walked over and took a closer look.