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357: Chapter 329: Harvest in Dreams (3/3) 357: Chapter 329: Harvest in Dreams (3/3) “Is that the swarm?”

Ian couldn’t help but talk to himself to assist his recall of the dream’s scenes.

The youth returned to Harrison Port at noon, but now it was deep into the night, and he had slept for an unusually long time.

Ian stared at the white moonlight outside the window, from the bedroom on the second floor of the Elder’s Hall, he could see the balcony on the opposite side, ivy and wisteria covered the entire railing, their leaves reflecting specks of dew in the nocturnal light.

The wind blew past the window, stirring the vine leaves with a rustling sound, blending with the distant sound of waves, making the youth feel as though he was back in the midst of the great storm of his dreams, facing the tide with its pitch-black giant waves, momentarily losing himself.

—That wasn’t the end.

For no apparent reason, Ian just knew that even if the entire Terra Continent united as one to face the ‘him’ at that time.

That ‘him’ would never cower in fear.

Because he had the confidence and strength to face all these formidable adversaries!

In six years, due to the war between Fiery Flame Land and The Empire, the situation in Harrison Port had continued to be turbulent; the Imperial Capital’s Labyrinth Research Team hadn’t taken root before being hastily recalled, so the development of the ruins hadn’t fully commenced.

If ‘himself’ turned into the swarm had not lost that wisdom and self-discipline, he would have been able to use the resources within the ruins, the knowledge, and the technologies from the central database, to strengthen himself comprehensively.

Even turning the entire Redwood Base into his possession!

Not to mention, within the Redwood Base, just in the cooling storage alone, there were two Fourth Energy Level Titan Beast bodies, both the Frost Crystal Dragon and the Frost-Seduction Moth could be utilized by the Worm Nest, and that time ‘he’ certainly wouldn’t care about the Fae either.

There were also the mithril and fine gold, a variety of precious materials, whether it was Moren Steel or those genetic seeds stored in the Biological Laboratory, even a tiny bit of remnants would provide him with a huge space for progress.

This was why he could expand the worm nest after six years, gradually exterminate the Sorin Duchy, assemble the South Sea Fleet, and press the blades towards the Imperial Capital.

Yes, he lost the great battle in the Southern Sea, but Ian could understand that the defeat was ‘bait’ to spread the swarm and fight for more strategic development time!

At that time, the ‘him’ who had transformed into the Worm Nest, realized that the strength of the Terra Continent was probably much higher than he imagined, whether biding their time in hiding or engaging in a direct confrontation, the odds of winning were low.

So, hide away!

Using the core of the entire Worm Nest as bait, to exchange for a chance to try and error, data from the experiment, and then rise again from a distant corner of the heaven and earth!

Thus, another fifteen years after the great battle, a brand-new Worm Nest appeared deep within the earth.

The prophetic dream ended at this point because Ian’s dream could no longer avoid the Worm Nest, the future of the entire Terra was affected by him, and since a prophet cannot predict themselves, it could only be interrupted.

But this, doesn’t mean that the swarm’s future comes to a halt…

As a prophet, and also a will of the Worm Nest, ‘he’ within that possibility, would surely find a route to a much further future.

It’s just…

“Can’t see…

the stars?”

Ian frowned, what he cared about most wasn’t whether the swarm could devastate the Terra Continent—that was irrelevant, he was confident that he could accomplish the same fortress with his human body.

The issue was whether the golden future, the endpoint of the swarm, could extend towards the starry sky.

It seemed…

it couldn’t.

Even though the prophetic dream didn’t reach its ending, those sorrowful fragments had already flowed against the tides of destiny and time, reaching into his soul.

It’s just…

he didn’t know why.

He didn’t know why the Worm Nest would fail.

Gently shaking his head, Ian felt somewhat disheartened, yet somewhat exhilarated too.

Regardless, even if it was a prophetic dream he hadn’t fully seen yet, it was still very precious to Ian as he was now.

“The ‘me’ turned into a swarm, even ate Elan without hesitation?”

Turning his head, Ian looked at the little boy still sound asleep in the bed, the Elan in his dreams was about the same age as he was now, bearing a strong resemblance to him, and even had a sense of simple honesty of a child from a poor family who had to take responsibilities early, and the strict education from the church.

That Elan had already begun to show his potential, at just fourteen years old, he had already received the recognition of the White Mist Bishop and could attempt to consume Magic Potion, to become a ‘Dawn Dweller.’

This was already the standard for a genius in the ordinary sense of the Terra Continent.

—As for comparing with himself?

Please, Elan is neither Awakened Wisdom nor has he been instructed by Teacher Hiliad with the Silver Chip.

Under the guidance of the Bishop who is at the Second Energy Level, achieving this much is quite impressive!

The ones truly comparable to him are not ordinary geniuses; they are all monsters!

“At that time, the me that had been assimilated by the Worm Nest transformed into a ‘Worm Nest Crystal Dragon’.

In a sense, it was the best thing the assimilated me could bring out of the nest.

I surely didn’t shortchange my brother.”

Recalling the details of the dream, Ian analyzed the thoughts of his alternate fate while raising his head to look at the little boy who seemed to be preparing to bite the bedsheet again.

Prophets cannot foresee their own future; hence, my own figure in the prophetic dream also appears hazy—this indicates that the me who is assimilated by the Nest still has a certain connection to the current me, but also significant differences.

If one day I can see the future Worm Nest, it means that the will inside the Nest is no longer ‘Ian’.

But that’s irrelevant.

“Compared to these, the future of Elan is much more interesting.”

The young man pondered, “The Iron Bone mutations didn’t occur, proving that with proper exercise and the right nutritional combination, many deformities won’t spread…

In a way, it’s like a benign tumor; just enjoy good food and regular sleep, and maybe one day it’ll disappear on its own—might be a bit tricky, but the physiology of Terra People is better.”

“Moreover, the compatibility between the Crystal Dragon and Elan seems very good, with Iron Bone merging into it as well.

In other words, I might try to get some Crystal Dragon materials to reconstruct the Silver Peak Messenger’s True Form…

The Crystal Dragon Bloodline might not be out of the question either.

I’ll decide when the time comes.

I don’t have Worm Nest Crystal Dragon here, but at least I have a direction for development.”

Although it’s a future from another world line, all of this is very meaningful for Ian.

Not only the development direction and potential of Elan, but even the training methods can be referenced.

He might even deduce the possible future direction of his own world by looking at the historical background.

Like the exchange of frontlines between the Fiery Flame Land and The Empire, for instance.

Though as an observer it might seem amusing or even absurd, this has indeed happened and could explain why the Imperial Capital only superficially appeased the Duke of Solin, who defended the northwest frontline without any intention of counterattacking.

Instead, they hoped the enemy would build fortress clusters to resist the assault, rather than actually trying to take control of the mountain passageways.

Nonsense, if one can control the Great Desert, what is a mere mountain passageway worth?

Not to mention, to border with the Seven Cities Alliance and to be adjacent to the City of Knowledge, to have a real entrance to the Tranquil Sea – isn’t such a strategic location important?

But who could know that the Sorin Grand Guild would announce its independence and rebellion so decisively?

Just as Fiery Flame Land couldn’t understand why the Lightning Flame Fortresses suddenly became independent when they had fought The Empire the longest, with deep-seated enmity between them.

How could they suddenly turn and join the enemy?

This kind of erosion and seduction must have been underway for at least a decade or even decades, so how could there be no rumors at all?

Good question!

Ian doesn’t know either.

But he doesn’t need to know.

As far as he is concerned, it’s enough to know that such things will happen in three or four years.

Besides, the information about Carlin’s Flower also caused Ian to fall into deep thought.

“This thing is clearly the Mother Tree of an alien planet!”

The number of science fiction movies and novels Ian had seen could probably blow everyone in the Terra World to smithereens dozens of times.

He could see several related possibilities at a glance: “On some alien planet, Carlin’s Flower definitely dominates the entire ecosystem as the supreme entity, and all life and intelligent beings are its derivatives—this is a Spirit Energy Gestalt society, a kind of Spirit Energy Plant swarm!”

“Huai Guang Church is not wrong, if not eradicated early, Carlin’s Flower will certainly occupy all of Terra, destroy everything that exists, and completely reproduce an alien ecology from scratch!”

Ian could even make a nastier guess—Carlin’s Flower was disguised as a harmless ‘Alien Fire Seed’ from the beginning.

Unlike the Obera Seed or other seed ships that simply carry ecological information, this alien plant was tasked with an ‘extraterrestrial colonization’ mission from the start, intending to modify the local ecology to suit their survival upon reaching its destination.

Moreover, Carlin’s Flower might even store the souls and thought patterns of those alien civilizations, as well as the genetic seeds of the entire planetary ecology…

This is not impossible.

Eventually, Carlin’s Flower, having consumed all of Terra, will use bodies produced according to the Terra Ecology to carry the extraterrestrial souls revived from Terra’s lifeforms within it, achieving complete resurrection at this far corner of the Star Sea!

“And it’s not just Carlin’s Flower.”

Suddenly, Ian thought of those Metal-Based Lifeforms that had adapted to the depths of Redwood Base, those Giant Gold Mushrooms that were living quite comfortably.

He nodded as if he understood, “Perhaps, in other regions of the Terra Continent, some areas…

already have some extraterrestrial life revived.”

“However, unlike Carlin’s Flower, they are not determined to destroy everything as is, to become what they desire.”

“Instead, they chose to change themselves, to blend into this world.”

In Terra Continent, apart from extraterrestrial lifeforms, it’s likely…

— that there are also Extraterrestrials!