Above The Sky
Chapter 84 - 84 80 The Lost Materials

84: Chapter 80: The Lost Materials 84: Chapter 80: The Lost Materials “Thank goodness Harrison Port is situated on higher ground, otherwise it would have been completely submerged—the term ‘sea of clouds’ is so apt, isn’t it as if half the sea has been turned into clouds?”

Ian made a snide comment, glancing at the young city guard next to him and noticing that although the guard was lying on the ground covered in mud, there was no state more wretched than his current one.

But it was precisely because of this that the guard was temporarily not at risk of being blown away; therefore, Ian simply lay down as well, pressing his body close to the ground.

“Ian!”

At that moment, Ian heard a somewhat muffled voice from behind him.

He turned his head to see the young city guard struggling to lift his head in the tempest, his eyes seemingly harboring some complexity.

The boy decided it was worth waiting for him to cough a few times before continuing, “I…

my name is Scott.

I’m heading to the Viscount’s Mansion to report.”

The big boy hesitated for a while before gritting his teeth and saying, “Do you want Lord Viscount to know about this?”

Scott was not foolish.

He had discerned Ian’s abnormalities, whether it was the native straw coat he had worn when entering the tower or the strength that had burst out of him afterward, far superior to that of a child of his current age.

None of these did not reveal Ian’s peculiarity.

That peculiarity could not simply be explained by being a Spirit Energy User.

Scott had initially marveled at how someone so young had already succeeded Elder Prude.

But later on, he had a revelation—Ian definitely had a greater secret.

“Um…

I originally didn’t care.”

Ian pondered for a moment, as he had actually considered what it would be like if his powers were exposed to others—the answer was, not much would change.

Not to mention that he only revealed his physical strength, with Harrison Port now in such a dilapidated state, Viscount Grant’s treatment of ‘talent’ was certainly going to be ‘much better’.

He felt that it was a good choice to demonstrate more of his talents at this time.

But when Scott asked him like this, he suddenly thought of another possibility.

So Ian smiled and said, “Scott?

I’ll remember that… As for the Viscount, you can let him know.”

“But why not try suggesting that the two of us did it together?”

“I fixed the fire cannon to assist in your aiming and firing…

Your comrades could definitely use more consolation money, right?

Make it sound more dramatic, more perilous, and include their names as well.

I don’t mind, on the contrary, I’m quite pleased.”

As he spoke, Ian endured the dizziness in his brain, activated Foresight View, and watched the young man lying next to him in the mud, “Of course, this is just a suggestion.”

His soft voice carried a hint of temptation, “What would you like to do?”

“I…”

Scott paused for quite a while, not because he was deliberating or weighing his options, but simply because his brain wasn’t working as quickly—and the current weather was certainly not conducive to focused thought.

Only after realizing that the rain was heavy enough to almost hinder his breathing did he finally decide with clenched teeth, “I think, I should hide some details on your behalf…

They do indeed need more consolation money…”

The latter part of his words was very soft, but Ian could hear it.

At the same time, the mist swirling around Scott took shape in Ian’s eyes.

“Huh?” Ian lifted his eyelashes slightly in surprise, for he saw a color he had never seen before, “Green?”

“This color…”

The aura emitting from Scott was first a light white, proving that despite his training, he was still not as strong as a fully grown adult.

But quickly, a hint of green that seemed to suggest ‘friendliness’ enveloped his entire body.

Ian hadn’t fully understood the range and functions of his Spirit Energy, which wasn’t strange; on Terra Continent, it was common for people to never truly grasp the effects of their Spirit Energy.

Anyway, it didn’t hinder them from using it.

However, Ian guessed that apart from predicting fortune and appraising preciousness, his Spirit Energy also allowed him to glimpse some level of ‘danger and favor.’

The green mist around Scott was obviously opposite in nature to the red hostility aura of the natives, indicating a friendly color.

—This guy genuinely wanted to help him from the bottom of his heart.

Understanding this, Ian didn’t say much else, “Then go ahead.

Think about how you are going to say it before you go, and don’t stammer…

I’ll go check out the situation elsewhere first.”

“…I understand.”

Scott nodded solemnly, then leaned against the alleywall and slowly made his way toward the city center—he knew Ian had further actions to take, possibly secrets, so naturally he would not stay to spoil the scene.

As Ian watched the man’s retreating figure, he thought to himself, “He really is a considerate good person…

Having such a friend in the city guard is indeed not a bad thing.”

For a long time to come, he would spend his days in Harrison Port, needing a stable and safe base until he grew strong enough to move freely across the entire Terra Continent.

Given this, the fewer enemies in this place the better, and, of course, the more friends the better.

Shaking his head slightly, Ian didn’t mind whether his strength was exposed or not—for ordinary people, the power he had shown was incredible, but for Sublimators like Viscount Grant, it was nothing more than burst of strength at the Virtual Primordial Seed Level from an Apprentice.

What he mostly marveled at was how eager Elder Prude was, letting him try to adapt to the Virtual Primordial Seed so soon, without suspecting anything else.

As for Elder Prude…

the more of a prodigy he appeared, the better.

At this moment, the colors between heaven and earth were quite splendid.

Because the Crocodragon had been seriously injured, its blood and various bits of flesh danced and scattered throughout Harrison Port with the storm.

In Ian’s eyes, who had activated Foresight View, it looked like a mist of purple and deep blue in the sky, gradually turning bluer, light blue, and then pure white as it spread and overflowed with the wind.

This process was extremely magnificent, akin to how the colors and refractions of dawn change with the rising sun.

However, what Ian truly cared about was not this.

“As expected, there is a gain to be had.”

With concentrated observation, he finally found the most solid ‘purple’ amidst the changing colors of the sky!

That ‘Purple Ascension Material,’ which had gushed out because he hit the Crocodragon’s vital spot with one shot!

When targeting, Ian thought that as the Mountain Master and Totem Spirit, the Crocodragon in front of him might be the best source of Demonic Beast Materials he could find in the whole South Ridge.

Even if he couldn’t obtain the core materials, obtaining even a bit of its Flesh and Blood would be a real treat!

In the past two months, Ian had been eating nothing but fish, vegetables, and porridge.

To be honest, for someone like him who also had some interest in gourmet food, the variety of food materials was indeed lacking.

“Driving away the monster also yields material drops, which isn’t bad either.”

Locking onto the purple mist, Ian crouched and moved almost like swimming, passing through the transformed swamp of Harrison Port and straight toward his target—without any disturbance along the way, as all the Ordinary people were huddled in their shelters and rooms, and the Natives had long since fled.

Soon, he saw his target.

The orange-red blood of the Crocodragon had become so diluted by the rain that it was almost undetectable, and the deep muddy water concealed many things, but Ian’s gaze could penetrate these mundane objects to reach the extraordinary Crystals below.

“This is…”

Without hesitation, Ian took a deep breath, dived into the muddy water, and a few seconds later, the boy reemerged, but this time, he held in his hand a strange piece of flesh as large as his arm.

This chunk of flesh was greenish-red, with a fine and flexible texture, seemingly a fragment of some inner organ.

It felt like high-quality rubber, resistant to cutting even with a sword’s forceful chop.

But the crucial point was not the Flesh and Blood, but rather the densely packed fine crystal grid on the greenish-red piece, a beige hexagonal net-like structure resembling a beehive, emitting sporadic luminescence, lighting up like a dim Algae Oil Lamp on the dark streets, giving the piece of flesh in the boy’s hand an otherworldly quality, unlike any living creature.

The texture of an ascended organism.

Thump—thump—thump!

Even amidst the vast storm, Ian’s gaze couldn’t help but fixate on this peculiar crystalline Flesh and Blood.

—Hunger.

His Body was sending a signal, his muscles, having used up a great deal of sugar, contracted slightly, and his digestive system began to stir, especially his liver, which was already beginning to ascend—it seemed to convey a curious sense through touch, telling Ian of its desire.

—Hunger.

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