Chapter Five: The Only Extraordinary
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Fang Yi withdrew his thoughts back to his physical body, and incidentally used the energy field model copied from the statue to send his golden core back into his body.
This energy field model was incredibly magical; it not only allowed him to enter a state of "unity of heaven and man" to observe the composition of all things in the world, but it could also guide energy .
Under certain circumstances, he could even guide massive amounts of energy back to him, just like the statue had done before.
However, that state was very difficult to trigger, requiring extremely devout prayers, a devotion beyond life and death.
In addition, the statue's energy field had another small function:
it could use door couplets, sculptures, and other objects made of certain special materials to conjure up the golden dragon seen before, causing harm to a person's "thoughts."
However, there was a specific condition: it only worked on people with exceptionally strong mental power; it wouldn't work on ordinary people.
Perhaps because the statue's energy field was constructed from human good wishes, it wouldn't harm ordinary people.
Fang Yi was currently contemplating his gains.
Suddenly, Old Miao's voice rang in his ears, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and finish burning incense and go back. I'm so sleepy, I need to sleep."
Fang Yi looked to the side, "I was thinking about something. By the way, how long have I been standing here?"
Old Miao yawned, "About a minute."
A minute?
But he felt like he had spent hundreds of thousands of years inside.
Fang Yi was pondering this.
Then Aunt Wang's voice came from the side, "Xiao Yi, what are you dawdling for? Aunt Wu and I are waiting to burn incense and pray."
Although Grandma Wu didn't say anything, her eyes conveyed urging.
Fang Yi quickly moved aside.
Old Miao complained, "So many things to do this morning. Hurry up and burn incense, I'm so sleepy."
"Alright, alright, I'll just burn some incense and leave. Don't rush me."
Aunt Wang rolled her eyes and stepped forward, skillfully placing the incense she had brought aside. Then she picked up three sticks of incense from the altar where the candles and incense burner were placed, lit them, and kowtowed. Grandma
Wu waited on the side.
Fang Yi felt he had finished dealing with the matter and immediately raised his foot to greet Li Kai.
Suddenly!
He sensed a very faint energy fluctuation.
This energy fluctuation did not originate from his own "divine soul," but from the model he had previously constructed by replicating the divine statue.
Immediately afterward, he was astonished to find that the image of Aunt Wang appeared in the model with the function of the divine statue in his mind. The next second, a voice came: "Bless my old man to get well soon..."
Huh?
Fang Yi turned his head in surprise and doubt, but found that Aunt Wang had not spoken at all. He asked Lao Miao uncertainly, "Did you hear anything?"
Lao Miao looked confused, "No."
Grandma Wu also looked at him with a strange look, "Are you hallucinating?"
Fang Yi did not reply, but his mind became interested. Could it be that when people prayed devoutly, they really contributed energy to the divine statue?
If so, what form would the contributed energy take?
He certainly couldn't see it with his naked eye.
Fang Yi thought for a moment, and once again let his mind transcend his physical body.
The next moment, he saw that Aunt Wang's "energy field" was like a net, tightly connected to the universe, just like the energy field of the statue.
The only difference was that Aunt Wang's "energy field" was constantly transmitting energy to the universe, but it hadn't truly merged into it.
It turned out that everyone has a bio-energy field, not just me.
Fang Yi observed thoughtfully and discovered that Aunt Wang's bio-energy field was far weaker than his own.
And when Aunt Wang was praying, a tiny, particle-like energy detached from its trajectory and was absorbed into the statue's energy field.
Not only that, after receiving the energy from Aunt Wang's prayer, the statue's energy field fed back an even weaker particle-like energy, as if transmitting some kind of information.
Fang Yi tried to touch the energy transmitted back by the statue with his mind and immediately understood the message: it roughly meant that Aunt Wang should take her husband to the hospital for a thorough checkup.
Oh, so it was a hint.
Fang Yi understood and prepared to return his mind to his body again.
Suddenly, he saw a terrifying scene!
Standing beside him were Old Miao's "energy field," whose lines connecting to the universe had all broken—there were at least sixty or seventy broken "lines"!
Fang Yi remembered seeing this state before when he entered observation mode. Whether it was a particle or a planet, when it completed its mission and was about to perish, it would sever its connection with the universe.
This state was very similar to his own, except that he had the Golden Core providing energy, so he actively severed his connection with the universe, while Old Miao seemed to have been forced to sever his connection, because the light of his bio-energy field was already very dim. Did
this mean Old Miao was about to die?
In other words, Old Miao really sensed that he was about to die?
Observing Aunt Wang's energy field more carefully,
Fang Yi found that she still had more than thirty "lines" connecting to the universe. Each of these "lines" was composed of millions of trillions of particles, and more than fifty others were broken, with no particles visible inside.
He tried to touch the intact line closest to the break, but he couldn't reach it. It was like trying to catch the moon's reflection in water; his divine soul passed through Aunt Wang's lifeline.
Fang Yi pondered for a moment, then used the deity model he had just constructed, infused it with golden core energy, and touched it again.
A miraculous thing happened again!
He actually saw everything Aunt Wang had done from birth to the present. He
even saw 13,694,328 possible transformations she might undergo in the future.
Of course, he only saw it; without actively recording it, he wouldn't remember all the information.
The ending was fixed, but the process was free and varied.
Fang Yi had guessed this before, and now it was confirmed.
At this moment, another question arose in his mind.
Did a line represent a human's lifespan of one year?
Were broken lines signs of lost lives?
Fang Yi tried touching Old Miao's broken lines again, hoping to obtain his life information. Unfortunately, this time he obtained no information; it was as if the information transmission line had been broken, making it impossible to view the documents.
Wait a minute, I've also lost contact with the universe, so why can I search for information?
Do I need to enter a state of "unity of heaven and man" to search for Old Miao's life particles?
Touching Aunt Wang's lifeline only took a moment and didn't consume much energy.
Fang Yi didn't have the energy to waste searching for Lao Miao's biographical information like he had searched for his own.
He noted down how many lines were broken between the two: fifty-four for Aunt Wang and sixty-seven for Lao Miao.
He wanted to determine if a line represented a person's lifespan in one year.
His thoughts returned to his physical body.
Fang Yi turned to look at him. "Old Miao, how old are you this year?"
"Sixty-eight, why?" Old Miao frowned and asked.
Sixty-eight is not right...
Wait, Fang Yi remembered that people in the village used the lunar calendar for their age.
That means if you count the actual age, Old Miao is exactly sixty-seven!
Fang Yi felt a chill and quickly looked at Aunt Wang, who had just finished burning incense. "Aunt Wang, how old are you?"
Aunt Wang said, "Fifty-five, why do you ask?" That's
right again!
Could it be that Old Miao really doesn't have much time left?
Fang Yi never thought that by simulating the statue to create a special energy field, he would actually have the ability to see a person's life.
He was both happy and regretful. Happy because he had mastered the ability to transcend nature, regretful because Old Miao was about to pass away.
"Nothing, just asking casually. I just saw that you were in good spirits, not like someone in their fifties." Fang Yi shook his head.
Aunt Wang smiled at the compliment. "You're so good with words, Xiao Yi. Okay, I won't chat with you anymore. I need to take my old man to the hospital, so I'd better hurry."
She turned to leave.
Fang Yi also wanted to leave. Although he knew Old Miao didn't have much time left, he truly lacked the ability to help him re-establish contact with the universe.
Unless he offered his golden core, but once that core was gone, his bio-energy field would deplete over time, leading to his own death.
He couldn't do something as noble as sacrificing himself for someone else.
But then he remembered something, took out his wallet again, counted out 127 yuan, and handed it to Old Miao. "Thank you so much for today."
Grandma Wu said speechlessly, "Why are you giving him money?"
"Is it any of your business?" Old Miao, though a little confused, quickly replied, then took the money and beamed at Fang Yi, saying, "It's nothing, we're all neighbors helping each other."
Aunt Wang glanced at him, equally puzzled.
Fang Yi didn't say anything more, turned, and walked outside.
He'd walked about ten meters
when Aunt Wang caught up from behind. "Xiao Yi, why did you give him money? Did he try to extort you? Tell me, I'll get it back for you. You don't earn money easily, why should you spend it on him?"
Aunt Wang was quite helpful.
Fang Yi shook his head. "He didn't extort me, just consider it a gift."
"A gift? What gift?" Aunt Wang was even more confused.
Fang Yi sighed and went straight home without saying anything.
In the village, the standard gift for a funeral is two hundred yuan.
Old Miao had no relatives and was about to pass away, so Fang Yi gathered two hundred yuan to consider it a gift.
Or rather, to ensure he could have a good meal before he died.
He couldn't extend Old Miao's life, so this was all he could do, a small contribution.
Of course, this was just Fang Yi's guess.
He wasn't really sure if Old Miao was about to die.
If he was wrong, it wouldn't matter; two hundred yuan would be considered caring for an elderly person living alone.
Back home.
Perhaps the energy he expended using his mind today was too much.
Fang Yi felt extremely sleepy. As soon as he entered the house, he went straight upstairs to his bedroom, collapsed onto the bed, and quickly fell asleep.
One hour.
Three hours.
He didn't know how many hours he slept.
He only woke up when he heard shouts coming from downstairs.
Fang Yi checked his phone and saw that it was already 2 PM.
He had slept for eight hours.
Surprisingly, he felt refreshed.
He felt very hungry.
So, Fang Yi went downstairs to find something to eat.
As soon as he got downstairs, he saw his mother pushing her electric scooter, about to leave.
Fang Yi asked, "Mom, where are you going?"
"Old Miao died. I'm going to help." His mother pointed to the kitchen and said, "The food is in the cupboard. Get some for yourself. Also, you and your dad heat up the food for dinner. I won't be back for dinner."
Huh?
Old Miao really died?
Fang Yi hadn't expected that what he had observed before would actually come true.
A flood of emotions overwhelmed him.
He finally realized one thing.
He was no longer an ordinary person.
He was a... superhuman.
Fang Yi still had one question:
Are there other people in this world who are extraordinary individuals like me?
Or... am I the only extraordinary one?
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