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Chapter 18.18. Meteorological Pathways
The journey to the base took a long time. Since Shen Ye was not a talkative person, Lin Xinan and Jiang Jianxin were the ones chatting while driving.

As a calm swordsman, Jiang Jianxin didn't say much, and most of the time he was talking to Lin Xin'an:

"Well, to be honest, I became a member of the Medical Department when I was nine years old, and I have seen Shen Ye many times."

"Among all the thugs and puppets, Shen Ye is the most useful."

Shen Ye was in a daze and didn't say anything. Jiang Jianxin put his hands on the steering wheel and paid attention to another important point:
"You became a member of the Medical Department at the age of nine?"

She remembered that when she was nine years old and in elementary school and couldn't even recognize all the Chinese characters, this person was already working.

Lin Xin'an himself didn't feel anything:
"It's quite normal. Most children born and raised in the supernatural world awaken their talents at the age of three or four, and join the major forces and begin to pledge allegiance at the age of seven or eight."

Jiang Jianxin took a deep breath and said in disbelief:

"That's exaggerated. It's happening so early. Kids out there at this age are still confused."

Lin Xin'an sneered, as if laughing at her ignorance:

"How can people in the ordinary world know the sufferings of the supernatural world? All polluted areas around the world rely on gifted people to clear and suppress them, and there are only tens of thousands of new gifted people every year?"

"The consequence of too many contaminated areas and too few talented people is that young psychics rush to the front lines as soon as their talents stabilize. They join organizations at seven or eight, become leaders in their teens, and when their talents reach their peak in their twenties, they either become elders and intimidate others, or live in seclusion, waiting for the arrival of the major contaminated areas."

Jiang Jianxin couldn't help but ask:

"What about the older ones?"

Lin Xin'an replied calmly:
"Dead. Gifted people rarely live past the age of thirty. They always die in some polluted area. This is our fate."

"Look at those on the battle list. The oldest is only 28 or 29 years old. The grass on the older graves is already three feet long."

Jiang Jianxin was a little shocked. Lin Xin'an smiled and eased the atmosphere.

"But now the contaminated area has expanded to the entire world. We might be able to change fate. After all, this is no longer the responsibility of a few people, but a major issue for all of humanity."

Shen Ye, who had been in a daze in the passenger seat, heard this and rarely said "hmm".

Jiang Jianxin sighed for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and asked in a strange tone:

"Uh... so, at my age in the supernatural world, wouldn't it be considered as a failure and a life of mediocrity?"

Lin Xin'an looked at her strangely:
"How could that be? Didn't you become a Sword Master at the age of eleven? You're truly a young and promising person."

Jiang Jianxin stopped talking. She felt that her worldview had been overturned.

The car was driving in a rainstorm as heavy as a waterfall, passing through deserted cities and encountering many pollution monsters.

Most of the pollution monsters did not pose a threat, so Jiang Jianxin just ran over them. However, there were some well-evolved and powerful monsters like gecko monsters blocking the roadside. At this time, Shen Ye would open the car window and raise his hand slightly.

The shadows of the buildings on both sides of the road stretched out like locks, instantly wiping them out.

Because the journey was too easy, Jiang Jianxin couldn't help but sigh:

"These monsters are too easy to fight."

Lin Xin'an pointed out the problem:

"It's not that the monsters are weak, it's that we are strong. There's a third-ranked Light Faction, a sixth-ranked War Faction, and you who's above average. Even the forces from the supernatural world would be wary."

Shen Ye nodded silently in agreement.

The survivor base was built in the wild. Jiang Jianxin drove for several hours in the city and arrived at the desolate wilderness.

It was already sunset, but because of the rain, I couldn't see the afterglow of the setting sun. I could only feel the sky getting darker and darker, shrouding the whole world in a layer of black fog. When I was driving in the city, there was no one, but when I got out into the wild, there were suddenly many cars.

It can be seen that everyone is heading in the same direction, all to the Dawn Base.

Jiang Jianxin walked in the sea of ​​cars for a while, looking at the densely packed cars around him and the half-meter-high grass and trees in the wasteland, and always felt a little uneasy.

"Did you hear anything?"

Lin Xin'an, sitting in the back seat, looked at the traffic and wilderness immersed in the increasingly dark twilight, and suddenly said.

Jiang Jianxin listened carefully, but all she could hear was the roar of the car:

"No, did you hear it wrong?"

Shen Ye, the co-pilot, also showed a bewildered look, but unlike Jiang Jianxin, he knew Lin Xin'an and knew his extraordinary speed in warning in the face of crisis, so he asked in a low voice:

"Which direction?"

Lin Xin'an closed his eyes as if he was sensing something, and his originally relaxed expression became solemn.

Shen Ye turned his head and waited for him quietly. He knew that this person was using the unique mental power of the Light Camp to make a more detailed confirmation.

After about a cup of tea, Lin Xin withdrew his mental energy and thought for a while. He glanced at the sky which had already become completely dark, and said to Shen Ye in a deep voice:
"At six o'clock, separate the night threads and sweep horizontally at a height of two centimeters. See if there are any large numbers of things hiding in the grass, and follow them quietly."

Just as Shen Ye understood him, Lin Xin'an also knew the extent of Shen Ye's abilities.

The latter nodded and began to gather his abilities without objection.

“Hu…Wuwu…”

Thick darkness rushed in from all directions, circling around the car. Some thinner silk threads emerged from the vortex and groped their way towards the direction Lin Xin'an said, slowly moving along the ground.

Jiang Jianxin, who was in the driver's seat, saw the sudden surge of thick substances through the rearview mirror. This was the first time she saw Shen Ye use his abilities on a large scale, and she couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Is this the night?"

Unlike the hissing of wind and whistling of swords every time she attacked, the night was silent, even the low humming was mixed in the flowing air, becoming unclear, with only some dull sounds.

Lin Xin'an snapped his fingers, pointed at the dark sky and said:

"During the day, his power is weak, and he can't gather so many, but now it's dark, and the night is the world of [Night]."

"War capabilities evolved through meteorological means like this are always so unstable."

Jiang Jianxin heard an unfamiliar word:

"Weather pathway? What is that?"

Seeing that Shen Ye was still searching silently, Lin Xin'an knew that he had nothing to do, so he continued to explain to Jiang Jianxin:
"Isn't his serial number already over 200? This means he is a War Faction Mage, and his abilities have mutated over 200 times."

"For abilities like this that have mutated multiple times, a new [path] will be added for every hundred mutations. This path will affect how the ability manifests, how it operates, and its strength."

Lin Xin'an gave an example:

"Just like his [Night], No. 268, it has two paths, namely [Weather] and [Material]."

He pointed at himself again:
"For example, my [Mind Reading], number 6, has mutated less than a hundred times, so it's a pure ability, with no interference from any source."

Jiang Jianxin exclaimed, "Ah!" He didn't expect that there were so many subdivisions in talent.

She nodded, not quite understanding, and turned her gaze to Shen Ye, waiting for the results of his search.

(End of this chapter)