Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 636 Injury
"An unexpected approach, but that's beside the point."

Mortimer said quietly.

"We only look at the results."

"Respect." Song Shi slowly loosened his grip on the crystal ball and shrugged: "But I don't understand."

"If you had chosen an earlier historical node for the fourth ring [Sublimation], it would have brought about greater changes." Mortimer said, "But you chose the Seven Lands War."

He smiled softly: "Even if I were to return to the stage of the Seven Lands War, I might not be able to do much."

"Oh? So unconfident?" Song Shi tilted his head: "Are you really the fifth ring?"

"I'm not the fifth ring, but are you?" Mortimer asked back.

He raised his index finger and shook it. "Psykers value 'self' rather than 'confidence'. It is foolish to rush into something you know is impossible. But you have indeed exceeded my expectations."

"Some people are good at rallying people. They can call on different people to gather under one banner by their own strength. Some people are invincible in battle. Wherever their troops go, the enemy is afraid."

Mortimer also leaned back, seeming to be quite moved.

"Some people are solitary beasts, who can overcome thousands of hardships and challenges by themselves and make the world turn according to their own wishes. There are also people who are so talented that others will not be jealous of them. They can easily overcome the problems in the eyes of ordinary people and climb to the top of the academic crown alone."

"I've actually thought about it before. Which path would you choose to shift the historical node?" Mortimer stroked his chin slowly. "Symbolic. It's a good path."

"wrong."

Song Shi shook his head.

"Not 'choice'."

"Oh?" Mortimer raised his eyelids.

"This has never been a multiple-choice question." Song Shi slightly bent his index finger and tapped his chest repeatedly: "It is here that we embarked on the established path - if we cannot follow our hearts, then no matter how beautiful the result is, what meaning will it have to us."

Mortimer and the young man stared at each other for a second.

Then the former laughed happily.

"Hey"

He stretched.

"I've told you everything I can say, what else can I say?"

"For example, do it again?" Song Shi said.

“Don’t do that.” Mortimer spread his hands. “You don’t think that [Infinity of All Things] is a perpetual motion machine and can be used at will? The cost of opening it each time is not low, especially for a being of your level to enter and create such a big mess.”

He said seriously: "Next time, next time."

"Simple calculations cannot reach the level of giving Terra 10 million and one chances to start over as you said." Song Shi raised his head: "Do you have anything to say?"

Mortimer smiled and said, "I thought you would let me do some divination to see where Tailai's future will go."

Seeing that the other party had changed the subject and obviously had no intention of talking, Song Shi did not continue to ask, and clasped his hands together: "Oh, so, then you can calculate when the emperor will launch a holy war."

"In three to six years," Mortimer said without hesitation.

"I'd say within one to ten years, my accuracy might be higher than yours."

Although he said this, there was no smile on Song Shi's face.

More of a remembrance?

Mortimer caught this emotion and chose to remain silent.

"Records and Truth"

After a long while, Song Shi suddenly spoke. "No one can stay out of this world, even you, the Silent Society - no one would want you to stay out of it."

"There are countless scholars in history who were stabbed to death in their beds while sleeping." Mortimer said softly, "Believe me, we remember this more than you do."

"We stick to 'records' and 'truth,'" he said calmly, "but we are also ready to become part of history."

"Um"

Song Shi let out a breath.

Severe pain came from all over the limbs.

Those hyper-simulation games launched by [Age of Dust Contract], which turned countless people into cave dwellers, are like crude and low-quality dolls compared to the calculations of [Infinity of All Things] and are not worth mentioning.

He used up 100% of his strength in one breath, and launched an unprecedented terrifying attack, overwhelming a fifth-ring [Transcendence]. If it were in the real world, after this attack, he would have been dead, and even Chakoro would not be able to "reverse" his demise.

But at that historical point in time, I didn't really die.

But Song Shi could feel that his injuries were still very serious. He didn't know whether it was because he used [A Gap in the Sky] too hard, or because Beverly Margaret's attack was too strong. Fortunately, at that moment, he didn't feel the pain of being completely shattered from head to toe.

After all, those things were all contained in the [A Crack in the Sky] a moment ago.

At the same time, a strong feeling of fatigue surged from the bottom of my heart.
Maybe it's the side effect of [Infinity of All Things]. It didn't matter when I was in good condition before, but now my condition is not so good, and all these accumulated costs have come up all at once.

But that's okay.

After all, these are injuries that can be recovered over time, it’s just a matter of how long it takes.

That's just a minor injury.

——Anyway, this trip was quite fruitful.

Song Shixin thought.

Being able to return to the Seven Lands War is one of my personal wish lists. Although my body is in pain, I am satisfied. You know, mentality is one of the important factors that affect the performance of strength.

Also, the new psychic skill that I had been thinking about had finally taken the most crucial step.

——Psionic Skills: [A Crack in the Sky].

Although there is only a framework at the moment, there are still many deficiencies and things to be worked out in the details, not to mention compared with [Sui Shi], [Di Liu Jiang], [Suzaku Po] and other psychic skills that have been polished countless times by countless predecessors, even compared with his other self-created psychic skill [Huo Yan], it still has many immature aspects.

But with the former, the latter will be like a wide and smooth road. As long as you walk on it, you will always reach your destination.

"A Gap in the Sky"

Song Shi looked at his palm. The feeling of blasting out all his strength in one breath had an indescribable charm that made him eager to try. If he was not in a bad state at the moment, he would definitely help Mortimer right away.

"Since it's unforeseen, arrange a room for me."

Song Shi stood up from the sofa that had been burned into charcoal.

"Heal your wounds. Does the healing potion you 'made up' include unlimited refills?"

"Infinite? This is not a word that can be said casually." Mortimer said: "No matter what it is, once the word 'infinite' is mentioned, it will be beyond imagination."

"So no?"

"Not unlimited, but you can drink until your injury is healed. I almost forgot."

Mortimer clapped his hands.

"Don't leave yet, there's something I want to show you."

(End of this chapter)