Captain Hui's words made Chu Sheng's pupils contract sharply.
A flash of white lightning streaked beyond the barrier, illuminating both Chu Sheng and Captain Hui.
Their gazes met.
Chu Sheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Captain Hui spoke again. "Can you feel it?"
"Every moment, you feel danger drawing near. You can sense it clearly, and you know it's there, but you can't explain it. You can't even describe what that feeling really is."
Hearing his words, Chu Sheng took another deep breath with his eyes closed. Then he opened them, looked at him, and said each word distinctly. "Intuition doesn't come out of nowhere!"
Captain Hui chuckled again. "That's right. Intuition doesn't come out of nowhere."
"And that's especially true for those of us with Sequences. Our mental power is strong, and we're closer to the rules. In theory, we shouldn't experience anything like intuition."
"Because our mental power constrains our thoughts, we won't sense things that don't exist. So once intuition arises, there really is something behind it."
"Like that person who talked about you behind your back a couple of days ago. You pinpointed them through intuition alone."
"And the same goes for thoughts. With my current mental power, stray thoughts may still arise, but I can dispel them whenever I want."
"My Sequence is the Eight Trigrams. You probably saw it a few days ago. My Eight Trigrams Sequence is the Fuxi Eight Trigrams, which is very sensitive to things like the workings of fate."
"Once you rule out everything impossible, only one possibility remains."
"My intuition and my thoughts are both real." He paused there and turned toward the silent Chu Sheng.
"And that means the Apocalypse hasn't truly begun yet."
Seeing Captain Hui's serious expression, Chu Sheng fell silent for a