Chapter 374

Night.

Pàtènàluòsī has already left; Luosen and Tílālìlín have come to the most secluded underground wine cellar of Turmeric Fragrance Manor, discussing the feasibility of Focused Projection.

Named entities: Pàtènàluòsī (person), Luosen (person, glossary Luosen), Tílālìlín (person), Turmeric Fragrance Manor (place), underground wine cellar (maybe not a name, it's a location description), Focused Projection (technique? maybe not a named technique, it's a generic term). We'll treat Turmeric Fragrance Manor as a place name; we need to translate meaning? It's "Manor of Turmeric Fragrance"? Actually Turmeric Fragrance Manor is already translated. Could be a proper name. We'll translate meaning: "Turmeric Fragrance Manor". But instruction says for place names that are meaningful, we translate meaning. So we should translate Turmeric Fragrance Manor as "Turmeric Fragrance Manor". However we need to check if it's a bare surname/meaningless proper noun; it's not bare, it's meaningful. So we translate.

In terms of time talent, Tírālìlín is an absolute expert.

After carefully listening to Luosen's idea and pondering for a long time, she gave her conclusion.

"Your Majesty, your idea is feasible, but the difficulty is extremely high, and no one has ever attempted it before; I'm afraid some unforeseen circumstances may arise."

In other words, there is a certain uncontrollable risk.

No one can help Luosen; all we can do is prepare as carefully and meticulously as possible, then leave it to luck.

Shall we do it?

Of course we'll do it.

This whole operation is an adventure; we don't mind taking a bit more risk.

Tírālìlín wasn't at all surprised by Luosen's decision, so she cooperated with him and they discussed the specific implementation details in detail.

After practicing several times carefully and confirming that every detail was problem-free, the two began their action.

They sealed the wine cellar entrance, cast a magical seal, set up the Time Treasure Pearl, then stood on either side of it and began activating the finely tuned Focused Projection Technique.

This technique is extremely complex, consisting of 3,600 steps, and must be completed within ten seconds.

Relying solely on the human mind is an unimaginable task; moreover, this projection technique is difficult to assist with magical implements.

So, Tírālìlín actually lacked confidence, but having witnessed Luosen's formidable abilities many times, she still gave him her full trust and cooperation.

Time passed second by second, and ten seconds went by in the blink of an eye.

Hum—

The Time Treasure Pearl between them flickered slightly, emitting a subtle time ripple.

At the same moment, Luosen felt a slight jolt in his head, and immediately his consciousness became a bit hazy.

In an instant, numerous misty, gauzy light-and-shadow illusions appeared before his eyes.

In the hazy light and shadow, he saw countless lives arising and passing away, saw mountains turn into seas, and saw seas rise up to become fields.

He saw the rise of the Empire, its glory, and also its downfall.

He saw endless barbarism and darkness, as well as boundless civilization and radiance.

At that moment, the illusions flickered at an unimaginable frequency.

At the same time, countless phantom sounds echoed in his mind.

It was as noisy as if billions of people were shouting together.

But amidst the noise, faintly discernible were some relatively clear words.

"Your Majesty, a large army is attacking along the Void Rift!"

"Your Majesty, this is your son, he is called."

"Your Majesty, shall we embark on a campaign to the Star Realm?"

"Your Majesty."

There is too much information, too dense; much of it contradicts itself, and even more lacks any causal logic.

The brain of life simply couldn't keep up; after looking for a moment, Luosen felt his head about to split, and he couldn't help but cover his head.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?!"

Tírālìlín's voice came from beside her, full of concern, yet amidst the countless background sounds it seemed both real and illusory.

Luosen silently thought to himself, "It must be that my time talent is too strong. If this continues, I'll surely be driven mad!"

What to do? Luosen tried closing his eyes, but to no avail; endless illusions still filled his vision.

He also tried covering his ears, but it was equally ineffective; various noises reverberated directly in his soul.

After thinking, he tried silently chanting in his mind: "Laifu, block the time information."

"Attempt to block. Blocking ineffective."

"Reason for failure, principle unknown."

Even Laifu can't help?

Luosen immediately began thinking of other solutions.

While he was thinking, he heard Tírālìlín's voice again, much clearer than before.

"Your Majesty, the Focused Projection succeeded, but the effect is too strong; you will definitely feel a great deal of time illusions."

"You must learn to control it!"

Luosen's heart stirred, and he immediately asked: "How to control it?"

"Use the Precise Spacetime Technique to bind all time illusions within a converging spacetime, so they cannot affect your soul."

"The technique is called the Tranquility Technique; it's very precise, so you must calm down and carefully follow my guidance."

As she said that, Luosen clearly felt Tírālìlín's soul guidance.

He immediately cleared his mind and followed up.

In this pursuit, he clearly felt the strength of his own time talent.

Because he had done similar movements before, but always felt somewhat inadequate and exhausting; Tírālìlín had to repeat her guidance many times and often stand in place waiting for him to catch up.

Now, he can easily keep up, and even feels that Tírālìlín's movements are too slow.

"Lílín, my time talent has greatly increased."

"Indeed, I can clearly feel this. Your time talent should be considered the foremost in the Solar Star Realm, Your Majesty."

Luosen felt a bit proud, but then a strange idea occurred to him.

"Lílín, you say, if I were to transfer my time talent's Focused Projection to you, and then you transfer your Focused Projection back to me, repeating this cycle, wouldn't we reach an unimaginable extent?"

If this bug can be successfully exploited, becoming a god of time and space is just a matter of time.

"Pfft~~" Tiralilin couldn't help but chuckle lightly: "Your Majesty, one adventure isn't enough, you still want consecutive adventures?"

"Just tell me if this is feasible or not."

"Obviously not feasible. For a mage who already possesses temporal talent, projection would instead disrupt their original power balance."

Luosen, however, is not one to give up easily: "I think it's too early to draw a conclusion now; it's just that we haven't fully researched projection yet. Once we thoroughly understand the principle, it might become possible."

He secretly intended to treat this as an important research project.

Tiralilin's Tranquility Technique works quite well.

When the spell took effect, Luosen felt the temporal visions instantly greatly restrained, making it hard for them to disturb his mind.

But some still leaked through.

Occasionally, some very clear visions and sounds would still break free of the restraints and appear before his eyes.

"Lilin, there are still some sounds."

Tiralilin laughed: "This is normal. These clear temporal visions are events with a very high probability of occurring in the near future."

"Under normal circumstances, the closer your relationship with someone, the higher the probability of temporal visions concerning them, and the clearer and more focused they become."

"If the event threatens your life, you will not only feel a strong intuition but also see it ahead of time. However, how far ahead depends on the strength of Your Majesty's temporal talent."

Luosen understood: "The clarity of temporal visions depends on the probability of the event occurring and its coherence with oneself."

"So theoretically, all the temporal visions I see are events that have a probability and are related to me."

"Exactly."

"Mmm~~~ interesting, very interesting."

This ability is quite powerful, able to greatly preserve life and even partially foresee the future.

But the visions are truly numerous, with little logical connection between them, and many of the visions contradict each other.

Trying to examine them all and use them as reference for future actions, human effort alone is certainly far insufficient.

"It seems Laifu will need to train another ability, specifically to help me collect and analyze all kinds of temporal visions."

"What should this ability be called?"

Considering that the essence of foreseeing the future is still a probability game, Luosen thought for a moment and silently said to himself: "Let's call it the Majority Report."

Moreover, although he now possesses sufficiently strong temporal talent,

he is still a novice in concrete spacetime techniques.

Fortunately, in this regard he has a master: "Lilin, please trouble yourself to teach me more spacetime techniques."

"It is my honor, Your Majesty."

As her words fell, Luosen unexpectedly saw another very clear spacetime vision.

The vision took place in the underground wine cellar, positioned right beside a wine barrel less than five meters from him, where a woman in a sky-blue long dress stood.

From the front, one could see the woman had a neatly groomed dense black mane and eyes that sparkled like stars.

On a very familiar beautiful face lay both anger and delight.

It was Adiela.

In the vision, Adiela rested her right hand on the barrel, bent at the waist, the hem of her sky-blue dress tied at her waist, while he stood behind her, one hand pulling her left hand, the other gripping her shoulder, struggling fiercely.

The vision lasted a moment, then quickly shifted to another scene.

Almost the same spot, same type of event, different matter—the woman changed from Adiela to Patenuoluosi.

Luosen also heard Patenuoluosi's voice: "Your Majesty, keep your voice down, don't let my sister know."

The voice was clear and melodious, tinged with a hint of nervous anxiety.

Immediately after, the cellar door was shoved open forcefully, and a somewhat angry voice rang out: "Sister, you have disappointed me too much."

After that sentence, the vision completely dissipated.

Luosen couldn't help but cover his forehead: "What the heck is going on?"

He couldn't figure out why this was happening.

Trying to get hints from the temporal visions, but since temporal visions are random surges of the temporal river—some very clear, others so blurry they're basically indiscernible—it's hard to find usable clues from them.

After trying for a while, Luosen gave up: "Forget it, forget it, let things take their natural course."

Checking the time, it was already past 1 a. m., so he took Tiralilin's arm and returned to the guest room to rest.

The night passed without incident.

Early the next morning, the Baron couple brought many merchants.

Luosen naturally dealt with each of them, gaining much information about this world from the trades.

His reputation naturally skyrocketed, and he came to be known as the "Extraordinary Merchant Luosen".

Days like this—peaceful yet busy—passed for about ten days.

On the tenth night, something finally happened.

"Clip-clop~~"

Suddenly, the suburbs of Lyon Town rang with dense hoofbeats, approaching the Tulip Manor at great speed.

Luosen immediately felt the tremor of the temporal threads and instinctively checked the temporal visions.

The result was only vague outlines, barely discernible, and he thought: "Someone is shielding time."

That is, enemies wielding temporal power lie hidden in the darkness.

The principle of such time‑shielding magic is to disturb the temporal threads, twisting and distorting the temporal visions—like throwing a stone into a calm lake.

The human eye cannot see a clear image on the rippling water, but Laifu can.

No matter what, this is a true formidable foe, allowing no carelessness.

(End of chapter)