The dim room took shape in the light of the algae oil lamp, as the white-haired boy breathed wearily.
On the oilcloth-wrapped table, there wasn’t much blood flow, which was due to the fact that the fatal wound on the corpse wasn’t large, and before death, there was sleep powder serving as a sedative, dilating the blood vessels.
Luckily, thanks to the calming effect of the sleep powder, or else, if Ossenna had struggled and howled desperately before dying, he might have broken free from his restraints and alerted the neighbors... That would have been bad.
But now, Ossenna was dead. No one can live after having their throat cut and suffocating for over ten minutes.
At least Ossenna couldn’t.
"The body cannot stay in the house... but that can wait."
Staring at the corpse, Ian shook his head, deciding he couldn’t be bothered to note how ferocious the other’s expression was before death.
Scum deserved an end befitting scum.
Instead of caring about a child-abusing, shroom-addicted pervert who should have died long ago, he thought it better to consider the nature of his own abilities.
At this moment, Ian had some understanding of the effect of the "Clairvoyant Vision," the name he had given his Spirit Energy ability.
— When he activated Clairvoyant Vision, it consumed a portion of his strength, and blood rushed to his head.
— At the same time, everything in his field of vision would be shrouded in mists of various colors.
Ordinary things like wooden desks, chairs, and ropes were enveloped in white, gray, or even semi-transparent mists that didn’t hinder vision and could be easily ignored.
However, if blue appeared in his sight, it indicated the presence of an area with objects of extraordinary, unusual effectiveness.
Blue denoted the ’extraordinary.’
Simply put, it was [Extraordinary Rare] in terms of rarity.
Suboer Flower Sleep Powder was one such instance, and as of now, the only one.
The effectiveness of the sleep powder was clear; it could quickly put someone without any resistance to sleep for a while, and even for someone like Ossenna who took it often, causing resistance, would only wake up a bit sooner—sleep was still inevitable.
This was the effect of Clairvoyant Vision in identifying ’extraordinary’ objects.
As for the future, whether there would be [Very Extraordinary Rare], [Extraordinary Rare], [Peerless Rare], or even [Ha! Legendary!] levels...
That would depend on his luck in the future, and whether he could come across such rare treasures.
"That’s not too hard."
Ian expanded his thinking, pondering: "Many areas around Harrison Port have not been developed and still hold many rare herbs and materials in the jungle and mountains. That is also why there are still quite a few herbalists in the port."
Suboer flowers, as well as the black mushrooms his uncle was addicted to, are among these special herbs and materials; just gathering a small amount could be sold to the city hall and trading houses for a good sum of money.
But he didn’t need to rely on experience and luck to gather herbs like those old herbalists.
Ian only needed to occasionally open his eyes and use ’Clairvoyant Vision’ to uncover plenty of riches!
And that wasn’t all.
This was only a part of the capability of ’Clairvoyant Vision’!
If there had to be an analogy, Ian felt that his Spiritual Power was related to ’seeing Qi.’
After all, apart from detecting the rarity of objects themselves, this Spirit Energy could also observe the future.
Predicting the future was the real core of this Spirit Energy.
With a thought, Ian went to the room where his little brother was—Elan had eaten porridge laced with sleep powder and was still sleeping soundly, and it would probably be a while before he woke up.
Activating Clairvoyant Vision, Ian tolerated the palpitations and took a glance, thinking, "As expected."
"The black and red aura of death has vanished, leaving only a faint swirling of blood color... Does this mean there is still danger, but it’s no longer a death sentence?"
The death of Uncle Ossenna had removed the crisis for Ian and Elan, but things were far from over.
First of all, Ossenna’s death, or disappearance, would sooner or later be discovered by the people of Harrison and the White Folks tribesmen.
Although an eight-year-old child was unlikely to be suspected, Ian could easily attribute his uncle’s disappearance to him venturing into the Redwood Forest to trade black mushrooms with the Natives on his own.
With hunters disappearing in the forest being not uncommon, what’s more for a cripple?
Knowing this, his kindred would not press the matter.
But that wasn’t safe enough.
After all, both Ian and Elan were children, and Ossenna was their last blood relative. Without family protection, in this rural place, they could only become other people’s adopted children or apprentices. The best outcome would be to be sent to the Huai Guang Church to assist the priests, but it was uncertain if they’d be accepted.
Keep in mind, even in Harrison at the southernmost tip of the Terra Continent, the Huai Guang Church’s fathers occasionally had to work in the fields or go out to sea to fish.
No one wanted to take care of kids.
This was a long-term crisis, whereas the short-term danger came from the Natives.
Ossenna’s death didn’t mean that the trade he was planning was over. Natives in urgent need of pure sacrifice had infiltrated the port before, and they were well aware of Ossenna’s address—it would be no big deal for them to forcibly abduct the two brothers.
"I can’t see my own fortune, and I understand that in most legendary tales, prophecy and divination cannot predict one’s own future."
Ian reached out, pinched his little brother’s chubby cheek, and murmured thoughtfully, "But I can see Elan’s fortune."
"Elan is just a little child over one year old. I’m his brother; our fates are interlinked. If I were to die, he wouldn’t survive either... Conversely, any crisis that could harm my brother, even if it’s not as terrifying for me, certainly requires caution."
With this in mind, Ian’s eyes gradually brightened as he came to a realization, "So."
"All I need to do is observe Elan’s future fortune. By seeing if it’s good or bad, I can indirectly understand my own future fortune!"