Chapter 104: Inspiration Control
Yu Lianyun and the others chose a farmhouse on the mountainside to stay in. This family’s ancestors must have been wealthy on the island; it was one of the few houses with a wall, containing several dwellings. One was a woodshed, next to it was the kitchen, the main door faced the hall of the main house, with two bedrooms on either side of the main house, another bedroom directly opposite the kitchen door, and behind the main house was a small dwelling that seemed to be a sundries room.
This farmhouse was relatively well-preserved and large enough, its location also convenient for escape. Of course, the most crucial was the wall, which could provide some comfort to the mind, though everyone knew those walls that could even block a carriage couldn’t stop the attacks of those merman monsters.
Time reached evening, but the sky seemed to show no change. The eerie mist still hadn’t dispersed with time; instead, it grew thicker, and visibility of the island environment became even lower. Moving in such extremely adverse weather was extremely dangerous, not to mention that everyone was unfamiliar with the island’s road conditions. They could only stay put in the farmhouse, quietly waiting for hope to arrive after dawn.
The group discussed sleeping one night in the main house, huddling in one room, taking turns on guard duty. If anyone needed to use the toilet, two people had to go together and call another to temporarily take over the shift.
As captain, Yu Lianyun set an example by guarding the first half of the night. The first half of the night wasn’t exactly peaceful, but at least it was tranquil, with nothing happening.
But when it was her turn to sleep in the second half of the night, she couldn’t sleep well.
Yu Lianyun vaguely had a nightmare, dreaming of walking dead with glowing eyes chasing her. They were ferocious and bloodthirsty, extremely fast, crazily greedy for her tender flesh and blood body, wanting to tear her flesh and blood apart and devour her soul.
She desperately fled in the darkness, only to see a massive shadow overwhelming from above, the shadow and the aura from behind getting closer and closer to her.
Just as Yu Lianyun was about to collapse, a black hand reached out from the darkness, pulling her back to reality.
Yu Lianyun startled awake from the dream, drenched in cold sweat. Her face was deathly pale as she gasped for breath. She looked down at the watch’s clock and found she had slept only about an hour.
She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, but suddenly noticed that the space in front of her was empty. The mystic investigator who had taken over from her for the second half of the night had vanished without a trace.
“How could this…” Yu Lianyun frowned tightly. Just as she wanted to get up to check what was going on, she glimpsed several glaring yellow lights faintly lit outside the frosted colored glass window.
Those glowing yellow points made Yu Lianyun involuntarily recall the nightmare she had just had, as if seeing the nightmare come true, with eerie creatures following into reality.
“Wake up, everyone.” Yu Lianyun woke the sleeping companions, claiming an emergency had occurred, urging them to get up quickly and check with her.
The awakened mystic investigators also saw the mysterious lights appearing outside the window, and everyone’s heart tensed up instantly.
They all got up, quietly tiptoeing out of bed and gathering at the window, trying to find peeping gaps to see the outside situation.
Could that be the mermen? Their abnormal eyes?
Such dense “yellow lights” meant there might be more than one merman outside. Those eerie creatures living in the cold seabed had clearly surrounded them in groups.
Yu Lianyun quietly pushed open a window gap, finally able to peep at the outside situation.
At this moment, it was a thick fog outside, but amid the mist, countless yellow flashes leaked out, with strange low roars rising and falling in the mist, forming lines and circles of encirclement.
Undoubtedly, those yellow flashes were the eyes of the mermen hidden under the mist in the darkness. They had surrounded this place, lurking menacingly at these fat meats about to reach their mouths.
Facing these shadows hidden in the thick fog, the mystic investigators only felt chills and fear bursting from the top of their heads, with reason wanting to flee their fragile bodies unable to bear the suffering.
That guard duty teammate who had vanished might have already been unable to bear this desperate situation one step ahead of them. He had dropped one shoe at the door and crazily embraced this mist hiding endless danger.
But from the direction the toe of that black shoe dropped at the door pointed, he was more likely dragged out of the room without being able to make a sound.
But regardless of which, everyone knew that poor mystic investigator was as good as dead.
“What should we do?” The mystic investigators felt at a loss, only able to look to Yu Lianyun, their pillar, for a clear path to survival.
Yu Lianyun’s heart wasn’t calm either, but she still tried her best to keep her calm mind, adjusting her breathing and settling her spirit.
In the two years since the Night of Collapse in Cuizhu City, as her former teammates left one after another, Yu Lianyun had been forced to grow through missions. When she first joined the Mysterious Group, He Jia’an had promised to teach her to control her overly sensitive inspiration, and that promise had been fulfilled. Now she could indeed freely control her developed inspiration talent and had learned to utilize it, which was also the condition and capital for her promotion to twelfth branch captain and S-level agent.
So-called inspiration wasn’t just simple sixth sense, but all “super perception” beyond the human basic five senses. The sixth sense, or heart sense, was merely the entry-level foundation of inspiration.
Everyone has inspiration, but most people’s inspiration only becomes sharper under various intense nervous emotions. Those with inspiration talent rely solely on innate intuition without training, possessing “outsider” perception ability sharper than normal people even in normal state.
Take a famous painting for three types of people to appreciate: an ordinary person would say “damn, it’s really good-looking”; someone trained in painting skills would slowly discern the painter’s meticulous brushwork and errors from the image, gradually inferring and guessing the artist’s intentions from details; while someone with extremely high inspiration can directly perceive the artist’s state of mind and emotions at the time from the composition like colors and lines in the image. They may not describe it accurately, but they can certainly empathize.
People with high inspiration seem to all possess some trait that attracts anomaly creatures. In the eyes of some anomaly creatures, they are extremely delicious; to humans, they are calamity stars and outsiders.
Yu Lianyun had once felt that the collapse of the Tiger Group was inseparable from her ability; her special constitution had brought disaster to the others. Thus, she studied control of her special ability extremely diligently, and her efforts were worthy of her talent.
What others might take ten years to barely self-control—inspiration control—she accomplished in less than two years.
“I didn’t expect that even with inspiration restrained, I still can’t escape my bitter fate?” Yu Lianyun sighed inwardly, using mental control method, imagining inspiration as a triangular Rubik’s cube, twisting the cube to unlock the seal, slowly releasing her inspiration ability.
Slept a bit, spirit improved a lot. I’ll go out to eat, and continue after I return.
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