( John has yet another new ability!)
Two forty-seven in the morning.
Kent Farm.
The night was dark and gloomy, with leaden-gray clouds pressing down the sky, blocking out even a sliver of Starlight.
All was quiet except for the night wind blowing across the damp wheat field, which stirred up a chorus of insect chirps and rustling sounds.
"..."
John was awakened by a burning sensation.
That burning heat had no ulterior motive; instead, it traveled along the periosteum, through the wrist and forearm, and directly to the sensitive nerve base.
John instinctively flung his right hand off the edge of the bed.
The room was dark, but a strange light emanated from his fingertips.
Upon closer inspection.
The ring on the middle finger was glowing, but the emerald green color that should have been there was gone.
The cold, pure emerald green hue faded from the face of the ring, turning pale.
That pale color was instantly distorted by the dark yellow surging from the depths of vigilance.
That was fear... thick and sluggish.
The emerald green hue lingers gracefully, its shimmering brilliance enhanced by the glistening glass.
Right now, these two strange lights are like two long snakes with their jaws on their sides, churning and intertwining wildly within a small space.
Microscopic rays flow down.
The little emerald shark thrashed its body in agony.
The yellow core inside its belly that had not completely dissolved sprouted hundreds of extremely fine golden whiskers, which then pierced back into the shark's body.
Cycle, mutualism.
Externally, the ring's tightness varies, sometimes digging into the skin like a tight band, and at other times being wider than the ring size.
"What the hell is going on...?"
John's hard-won peaceful sleep was gone, and he was at his most grumpy when he woke up.
He frowned, slowly closed his five fingers, concentrated his strength between two fingers, and then quickly attached the ring to his finger.
Next second.
The raging will transformed into an extreme compulsive force, forcefully restraining the two repulsive forces that were about to go berserk, rendering them immobile.
The two forces were locked in a stalemate for only half a second under John's oppressive power.
Soon, the violence and resistance were eventually smoothed out, and a compromise of balance was reached under pressure.
The two colors faded away, quietly dissolving into a very faint, cool blue.
The sky is blue, the water is clear.
The light on the ring gradually evolved into a transparent light blue, and the clear color, like the Tyndall effect, revealed a faint yellow-green hue.
The blue hue seeped down from the base of my fingers, covering my palm.
It then playfully circled around my wrist before disappearing back under the ring.
"... blue?"
John sat up, trying to use his willpower to touch this "change".
The room was dark.
But as the thin, gossamer-thin Klein light diffused from the surface of the body, the entire bedroom was illuminated as if by a vast ocean.
Dust particles suspended in mid-air, fungi growing in the crevices of wood...
Under the caress of this azure light, all shadows were stripped away, and everything was revealed with crystal clarity.
John himself possesses this ability, which is similar to perspective.
However, this ability seems to have a deeper application.
So John tried raising his right hand, bringing his five fingers together in front of him, and then gently stroking it.
The wall in front of them did not crumble or melt as expected.
Instead, it has a transparent, layered texture, like an onion being peeled away.
Wooden door, long corridor, and the bedroom of the Old Joe couple next door.
The wheat fields behind the house, the highway, the town, and even the horizon—
Everything unfolded before my eyes.
Moreover, it's not just the inanimate objects visible to the naked eye, but also the Pulse surging within the dark pipes and the heat that naturally seeps out...
All of it transformed into clearly discernible streaks of light, which entered his eyes.
And this information is condensed into observable data and integrated into the mind.
Compared to his inherent X-ray vision, the light blue color gave John the feeling that he had seen through all the laws and essence of things in the world.
The composition, evolution, and even the structure of all things can be easily analyzed within the existing cognitive system.
"That's interesting..."
John turned his head.
He did not use X-Ray Vision.
Instead, it used the blue light to penetrate the two load-bearing walls and landed directly on the old double bed next door.
Old Joe lay on his back on the inside, his heart pounding heavily at a rate of sixty-four beats per minute.
Lower back strain, and some signs of obesity.
Martha lay on her side to one side.
There's more fluid buildup in my lungs, and I've caught a chill from the recent change of seasons, which has started causing my cough.
John withdrew his gaze and pushed the Super Hearing outwards horizontally.
The sound waves from within a ten-mile radius roared into our ears:
A heavy truck, rushing through the night, was shifting gears with a roar; the driver was anxious to get home.
He needed to go back to deal with his wife's infidelity and wanted to take a kitchen knife and chop Wang Will's penis into eighteen pieces.
In the mud at the bottom of the barn, a field mouse was carefully nibbling at the rotting corn stalks with its incisors.
Because of the heavy rain today, it dared not climb out of the ground and could only wait until midnight to go out to forage for food and store it at home.
Downstairs in the kitchen, the old the Fridge was emitting a series of dull rumbling sounds.
Its components are almost completely worn out and need to be replaced.
John felt the flow of information reduced to "superficial" details, his eyebrows twitching slightly.
That's a pretty good ability.
It can be used to examine the life status of any object or creature, much like special items thrown out in some games.
It can even read the purpose and intention, something that X-Ray Vision cannot achieve.
Because of this change, John decided to call it --
[ Insight ]
And it was right there in this vast, chaotic wilderness.
Beneath rolling dark clouds.
John's [ Insight ] precisely captured a trembling sound that cut through the wind.
Thunder, meteor?
Neither.
It was a speeding track, straight and imposing.
Moreover, he also sensed a familiar element within the tightly wrapped tail flame—
Green Will.
However, judging from the information reflected by the blue energy flow, this will exudes an air of arrogance, domineering, and even ruthlessness.
They are patrolmen, hunted down by a dictator from Oa, following a beacon of a friend, and—
The visitor is ill-intentioned.
"Are they hostile? Are they acquaintances of the ring's predecessor... or are they here for revenge?"
John opened his eyes expressionlessly.
He threw off the quilt and stepped barefoot onto the cold pine floor.
He casually grabbed the old jacket from the back of the chair and put it on over himself.
He then opened the door, slowly walked down the stairs, and came to the steps of the porch.
The light blue light swirled around John, infinitely magnifying the field of vision a kilometer away, and then transforming it into a flow of information that fed back into his brain.
Five thousand meters, four thousand meters, getting closer and closer...
If the other party is tracking them by following their coordinates, then the farm is definitely in danger.
Since the other side has come with ill intentions, a battle is inevitable.
But once they start fighting here, their own wheat field can be turned into scorched earth in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, he must seize the initiative and proactively change positions before the enemy arrives.
Before setting off, the entire farm must be hidden away to avoid any unnecessary trouble.
Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in John's eyes. He slightly raised his right hand and pressed down on the ground with his palm facing down!