Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 855 Unobservable
Within the dual protection of the closed loop and reality, Song Shi observed the battle for a while before turning his gaze away.

The duel between Chaklo and Ralph was exceptionally interesting, but the two fought further and further apart, making them increasingly difficult to see. As for Ying Bancheng and Brontë, if they don't unleash a new, devastating attack, the outcome is destined to be disappointing.

Song Shi scrutinized Terra.

The planet stood silently, just as it had in every year before. A decaying gray-brown hue dominated the main color scheme, occupying large swathes of the landscape.

Song Shi tried to maintain a calm mindset to observe the situation, but after a while, he decisively gave up. The noise was so intense that while he and the corporate alliance were engaged in a fierce battle at Xiyue, a similar conflict was raging on the ground.

Eyesight has its limits and cannot see everything, but Song Shi was not looking with his "eyes." From the perception of the fifth ring [Great Source], the planet seemed like a fireball rolling into a molten pool, burning fiercely and scorching his mind.

"War."

Song Shi thought to himself, if there were a "Great Source" seeking this imagery, immersing oneself in it would probably be an overwhelming experience of excitement. In this era of great strife, one must be tempered by blood and fire, treading upon countless corpses to reach the pinnacle.

Looking at it this way, the [Dayuan] path indeed possesses unparalleled advantages.

Although the imagery I accept does not include "war".

No, I should say I've never really loved war. While war is unavoidable, if you try to suppress those surging thoughts and force them together, there's only one outcome.

Those who are forced to suppress, or those who are forced to suppress, will eventually be squeezed to the point of bursting.

There is no second possibility.

However, with today's technology and psionic abilities, every war will inevitably affect countless people. The fear and devastation experienced by people in ancient times will only increase in modern times.
After a moment's thought, Song Shi realized that it was hard to say. If Chan Liu Chan Na's "Awakened One" cultivation was perfected, and the demons ran rampant, pushing it to the peak of the fifth ring, or even the divine throne, it might actually make everyone shout "Lord Chan Na" in unison, living together in harmony.

Unfortunately, she killed herself.

Song Shi shook his head.

Those who are prepared to kill will naturally be slaughtered indiscriminately; those who are not prepared to kill, or those who are not prepared to be killed by others, will also be killed, using killing to stop killing. If a mere few words could change people's hearts, then the psionicists of the path of "consensus" throughout history would not have developed such a large number of psionic techniques.

It has been quite some time since I was reborn and returned.

If we consider time in terms of "height" and "breadth," this new life is still inferior in breadth, but in terms of height, it has far surpassed the previous life, standing at an unprecedented peak.

Even the future that he knew so well became a mess.

Who could have imagined that the downfall of the corporate alliance would be orchestrated by their own hands?

Song Shi asked himself again, "So, why?"

Why was it himself who was reborn? Of course, there was also Renata Clemens, but the two were locked in a life-or-death struggle, and the latter was already dead.

The two of them did discuss this matter when they traveled to the Empire, but they couldn't come to a conclusion after pondering it for a long time. In addition, compared to "living in the present moment," this matter was not important, so they simply ignored it.

Hmm. Renata did mention it once; she spoke to His Majesty the Emperor about it, but the latter was indifferent and naturally wouldn't offer any guidance.

"This world is indeed quite interesting."

Song Shi was satisfied.

Even though he had reached the fifth ring and broken through the second stage of the True Spirit, there were still inexplicable and unclear problems in the world that he had to solve himself.

Looking up, one can see thrones of gods and the seventh ring of spiritual energy in the sky, all vying for power.

We should be thankful. Thank you, world, for not leaving us with a static, unchanging world that is completely transparent.

"Haha, that's what I thought too." Someone leaned over and laughed, "Not bad, we're on the same page."

—?!

Song Shi was taken aback at first, but then suddenly realized what was happening.

Beyond the double protective shield that could theoretically withstand even an asteroid impact, there was suddenly a person standing there! Then he politely reached out and knocked, and the protective shield smoothly opened a gap, allowing him to step in calmly!

The sixth ring is about balance.

The throne of the "Observer".

— Croft Wilder!

Song Shi looked over, and this time he was truly shocked, because he found that he couldn't accurately describe the other person's appearance. It wasn't that he couldn't speak, but rather that his impression of the other person kept fluctuating between "I saw him!" and "I didn't see him!"
Is this unobservable?

“Don’t even mention you, even I have things I can’t see through.” Croft Wilder casually found a place to sit down and sighed, “Ah, to give a simple example, I wouldn’t dare to make a judgment on whether that guy from Yenan or Archibald will come back alive.”

Seemingly only then noticing Song Shi's gaze, he shrugged: "Let me emphasize this, don't misunderstand, I'm not part of the 'Consensus,' so I can't read other people's minds. It's just that you've written your thoughts in your eyes, haha, because I've always thought this way, it's not unfamiliar to me."

Song Shi stared at him for a few seconds before pressing his hand against Chong Shi.

"Your Three Sages Plan is about to fall apart. Aren't you going to try to salvage the situation?"

“Wrong, completely wrong.” The other party shook his head: “The Three Sages Project is not mine, nor is it about to fall through. Archibald approached me first. His vision was unprecedented, and I found it very appealing, so I agreed to be one of the cornerstones of the Three Sages.”

"But that's all I'll do. How to achieve the Three Sages' Plan is his job. If he succeeds, it won't concern me much; if he fails, I'll accept it all."

He smiled and tapped his pupil with his index finger.

"Eyes are for seeing, not for staring people to death."

"I don't think so. Didn't you almost glare him to death back then?"

"The desire for balance and the attraction of something new are understandable, aren't they? When you're looking at the sand table, don't you ever feel the urge to reach out and touch it a couple of times?"

Croft Wilder shifted to a more comfortable posture, and his tone became noticeably more relaxed.

"In fact, that's why I came to see you instead of Chakro. Things that have already been observed once, no matter how dazzling they may be..."

He gestured: "I think it's a bit inferior compared to something novel."

"Speaking of this, Ming Xianyuan from your Daoist path, sigh, why did you have to do something so wrong? You had to detonate Terra to create fireworks. Although I admit it will definitely look great, it's still no good. It's like building a third floor directly, without any foundation. If Terra is gone, what will I be able to watch in the future?"

He sighed, "There's really no other way. They've forced even someone as objective and neutral as me to get involved. Sigh."

Croft Wilder abruptly stopped talking, leaned closer, and widened his eyes.

"Are you really not normal, Song Shi?"

(End of this chapter)