"How can I help you?" Long Yi didn’t understand the aning of this sentence.
"With your power, completely seal our ability to foresee, severing our connection with the Eye of the Ancestor, and turn us into a group of ordinary people," the old Prophet said.
This was sowhat unexpected for Long Yi. In his view, whether it was people of that world, including Long Yi himself, would love to be able to see into the distant future. So, there were people who didn’t want to have this ability?
Seeing the surprise on Long Yi’s face, the old Prophet showed a bitter smile and said, "Ordinary people think that being able to see the future ans they can embrace good fortune and avoid disaster. But only we know that the future we see is one that is bound to happen, regardless of what we do, the future will always co to pass. If the future is full of happiness, then we would all wait with joy for that beautiful future to approach us step by step. However, if the future is full of pain and disaster, we can only watch helplessly as it occurs."
"There was once a Prophet who, in the future he saw, played a very disgraceful role. In order not to let that future happen, he chose to commit suicide, but you wouldn’t believe, he attempted to kill himself ten tis and failed each ti due to various accidents. No one understands the words ’fate is predetermined’ better than we do, which is why the younger ones are starting to despise this ability more and more, not to ntion, to beco a Prophet, one must first plunge oneself into absolute darkness."
Long Yi looked at the black cloth on the old Prophet’s face and already partly understood.
"So, this is the wish of all of you, to beco ordinary people?" Long Yi asked.
"Yes, this is the decision made by our entire clan," the old Prophet said.
"Then, in the future you can see, did I help you?" Long Yi asked again.
At this mont, the group of Prophets fell into silence. It was the old Prophet who spoke, "I don’t know, because we did not see this part in the Eye of the Ancestor."
Long Yi was sowhat surprised by this. It felt like these Prophets were omnipotent; how could there be a lapse at a critical mont? Especially with sothing concerning their own interests.
But Long Yi soon laughed.
"I think, this is also an answer given by the Eye of the Ancestor."
The old Prophet was first stunned, then he also laughed.
Yes, they couldn’t see that future. Because in that future, they would have already lost the ability of a Prophet.
Since it was a request, naturally, he couldn’t refuse to help. After all, the other party was simply asking not to have this ability anymore, they weren’t asking Long Yi to euthanize them, so he wouldn’t have any psychological burden.
The Eye of the Ancestor, as a massive device created by the Giant and looming over the entire micro-plane, its own powerful energy was enough to influence all life living here. This race of Prophets happened to have the ability to receive information from the Eye of the Ancestor because they had always been here, affected by its energy field. To block this ability, there were two thods. The first was to adjust the Eye of the Ancestor so that its emitted information would no longer be received by these people. The second was to change the Prophets, so they could no longer accept this information.
Comparatively, Long Yi thought the latter was easier. After all, even the Giant took over a hundred years to create the Eye of the Ancestor, and it was not sothing Long Yi could handle in a short ti. It was easier from the aspect of biology, which was Long Yi’s specialty.
Actually, to beco a Prophet, the removal of eyeballs was not a necessary process. To the Prophets, it seed more like a ceremony. Moreover, once they successfully established a connection with the Eye of the Ancestor, they could also restore their vision through magic. Long Yi conducted a series of rapid dical examinations on these Prophets and found that their brains had an extra region that emitted extrely strong energy whenever they tried to establish a connection with the Eye of the Ancestor.
Thus, Long Yi chose to block that region while biologically preventing their genes from mutating again. And this would only need a biological agent.
The whole process took Long Yi three hours. When the first group of ten volunteers lost their ability to foresee, they were visibly overjoyed. It was as if they had thrown off a massive burden. The Great Explorer rapidly prepared a huge quantity of the agent, and Long Yi handed these over to them. Then, he looked at the old Prophet, "Now, can I go find Elsa?"
Long Yi was actually just making a joke; he had decided that no matter what the other party said, he would imdiately leave—of course, he would say goodbye to the Mountain Giants, but he had to leave right away.
But the old Prophet shook his head and said, "No, you can’t just leave like that."
Long Yi’s brow imdiately furrowed. First, he didn’t like this kind of pretentious behavior; second, he didn’t like the way they were talking as if squeezing toothpaste.
"If you have anything else, you’d better tell all at once because I’m quickly running out of patience," Long Yi said.
"I promise, this is the last thing. You need to et soone, and if you don’t et that person, you will surely regret it," the old Prophet said.
"Alright," Long Yi suppressed his temper and answered gravely.
Only the old Prophet led Long Yi away, but Long Yi’s heart was filled with annoyance. However, various signs indicated that these people were not enemies, so Long Yi decided to see what they really wanted to do.
Afterward, they arrived at a Teleportation Array. From the scale of this Teleportation Array, this transport would definitely not be over a short distance, and it was even a cross-plane transport! The old Prophet walked in first, and Long Yi followed cautiously, preparing for battle at any mont.
However, the anticipated battle did not occur. This place rely looked like a dilapidated factory, surrounded by damaged machinery. But the structure of these machines was special; Long Yi couldn’t discern their true purpose.
The old Prophet continued walking, and their footsteps echoed in the empty factory as they struck the tal floor.
Soon, a glimr of light appeared in front of the dark surroundings—it was a door with holes forcefully made upon it, the light peeking through the openings. Long Yi walked over and looked at the old Prophet.
"He is waiting for you on the other side," the old Prophet said. (To be continued. If you like this work, welco to Qi Dian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian to read.)
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