Chapter 111.
What kind of person was Sheng An?
Calm, composed, strong, confident, she stood there and made people subconsciously feel that-
She would never fall.
Even though she had not awakened her powers, no one dared to underestimate her.
Long Tianyu used to want to suppress her, but now he is obedient and carries out her arrangements.
Lou Mingwei used to be unrepentant, always jumping up and down in front of her, and even taunted her with the fact that she hadn’t awakened her psychic abilities, but now, such words were never said again.
She didn’t have awakened supernormal abilities and was already no worse than awakened ones.
–This was powerful from the bottom of her bones.
Such a powerful person was in the picture, all over the place.
Her body had been dyed red with blood, her face carried blood and dust, and her body was in pieces like a broken painting.
Carrying the injuries was surprising but not shocking.
What was truly shocking was her state – vulnerability, collapse, madness, despair, those emotions that shouldn’t have appeared in Sheng An were reflected in the painting.
It was as if she was stumbling forward, and she was the only one left in the picture, alone and desperate.
On top of the desolate wasteland, she was clearly still standing, but the sense of despair told everyone: she had already been buried under this scorched earth.
On her back she carried Qi Lingmu’s sniper rifle.
In her hands, she cradled an orb with interlocking lines.
Roughly Qin Xuan is difficult to describe this orb, so the painting is very abstract, without a specific model.
At this moment, no one cared too much about this orb.
They were already shocked by Sheng An on the screen.
This was Sister Sheng?
How could it be like this?
The entire painting carried a strong aura of despair and collapse, causing all those who saw it to just feel their breath catch, as if they had been pulled into the emotions.
Jiang Yu inexplicably wanted to cry.
She didn’t dare to look at the painting again, and her eyes rested on Sheng An.
The powerful, calm and confident Sheng An, and the desperate, sad and crazy Sheng An on the picture, were like two people.
Everyone was unable to say a word.
Not only was it the emotion of the picture, but also the meaning behind the painting.
What could make someone like Sheng An become like this?
And what kind of desperate situation?
Just thinking about it made them feel breathless.
Wu Buye breathed in sharply, ”Is this the picture Qin Xuan saw? No wonder at that time, his heart voice was only despair and madness, it was the emotions conveyed by this painting.”
Qi Lingwu never opened his mouth very rarely.
At this moment, he held Sheng An’s hand tightly, his brows furrowed, and his sharp gaze looked at Song Linwei: “What else?”
Hao Jingye returned to his senses, took a deep breath to calm his emotions, and concurred, “Yes, what else? What does the very important sentence in Qin Xuan’s prophecy, ‘she walked backward’ mean?”
Song Linwei hurriedly slid the screen.
As the person who had arranged the painting by the organization, he knew slightly more than they did.
There were just three messages sent, a photo, a two-second video, and a report.
The photo corresponded to the first half of Qin Xuan’s prophecy.
The video corresponded to the second half.
The two-second video was simple, it was still the same picture, only, Sheng An was walking backwards, not that she turned around and walked backwards, but she was walking backwards with her back to the picture, surrounded by abstract scenes.
The prophecy [She’s walking backward] corresponds to this image.
Jiang Yu was puzzled, “What is around? And why is she walking backwards?”
Gu Qiansheng shook his head, his brow furrowed, “No, it doesn’t look like walking backward, it’s playing backwards.”
After a pause, he brought confusion, “This image is completely unreadable to symbolize anything, if one thinks out of the box, it could be the blurring of Qin Xuan’s prophecy, he can’t look any further, so he can only look backward. It is possible that the world is destroyed and the prophecy image collapses, and it is also possible that ……”
He paused.
Song Linwei picked up on his words, “Time regression, such as rebirth.”
Reborns and early-awakened supernaturals had always been a point of suspicion.
Nowadays, if there was anything that symbolized going backwards and forwards, the first association would be rebirth!
Ke Jiaxue spread her hands, “But Sister Sheng wasn’t reborn.”
Wu Buye: “Could it be that ‘God’ is letting everything go back to the beginning at this time?”
Sheng An didn’t say anything.
She reached out her hand and flicked between the picture and the video, checking it over and over again.
Lai Wan Yun had a complicated mood.
This picture was hard for them to look at, and no matter what exactly happened, it definitely couldn’t be good.
It was like why Sheng An was carrying Qi Team’s sniper rifle on his back, everyone saw it, but no one mentioned it.
That was something that scared people just by imagining it.
If they were in this state of mind, what kind of shock should Sheng An, the “person in question”, feel?
But she still calmly looked through it, over and over again.
Such a strong-minded person, in the end, what happened, will make her so broken?
Fine thought.
Ji Yani bypassed the gun and mentioned another thing on the screen, “What is Sister Sheng holding?”
Hao Jingye shook his head.
Song Linwei similarly shook his head, “I don’t see it, it’s hard for Qin Xuan to make it clear, not only because he’s only three years old, but more critically, it’s hard to make sense of that thing itself.”
“What in the world is this ah.” Liu Yue agonized.
Suddenly, a voice interjected, “Why do you have to figure it out? A known doomed ending will only bring despair, ignorance is quite good.”
Everyone looked over.
It was Old Man Qin!
He was still gnawing on the last bun, his beard with a bit of grease stains, looking scruffy, sensing everyone’s gaze, he lifted his head and grinned, “Why are you all looking at me?”
He handed out the bun, “Want to eat?”
Lou Mingwei looked disgusted, “Eat it yourself, you can still eat at a time like this, you really have a big heart.”
Yes, he was there too.
Unconsciously, the people from group A surrounded over, this side of the table could not sit, so they stood with their bowls, not even bothering to eat, watching and listening attentively.
At this time, who can tell whether they are group A or group B?
Old man Qin hemmed and hawed.
Hao Jingye narrowed his eyes at him, “What do you mean by that?”
Old man Qin scratched his head, embarrassed, “I just think, why think so much? If you think too much, you won’t be happy.”
Long Tianyu: “……”
He skimmed his mouth and was too lazy to bother with him anymore.
Sheng An turned back and looked at Old Man Qin one more time, then retracted his eyes and continued to check the diagrams and videos over and over again.
“Aiya, so what the hell is going on.” Jiang Yu’s head was a little short and frantic.
Song Linwei reached out his hand and dialed the message to the third, “Take a look at the report that came out, the original Special Intelligence Bureau should have done an analysis.”
Sure enough, the third message was an analysis report.
But after reading it, it left people stunned.
Jiang Yu was bewildered, “So, they feel that this painting shows that Sister Sheng is most likely an alien, and to unlock the core of this painting, they need to see what kind of alien ability Sister Sheng has?”
Hao Jingye was also reading the report.
After reading it, he nodded solemnly, “Yes, no matter what this painting indicates, with Qi team’s gun in Sister Sheng’s hand, the scorched earth world, and Sister Sheng carrying traces of the aftermath of a great battle, it’s highly likely that she’s a very powerful Alter Ego.”
Hao Jingye retracted his gaze and pushed his glasses, “This prophecy is valuable, at least it informs us in advance – Sister Sheng will have psychic abilities.”
As for more secrets, it would depend on what kind of psychic ability Sister Sheng actually had!
Sheng An was still flipping through the images and videos.
Qi Lingmu asked softly, “What did you find out?”
He really knew her well, Sheng An, had discovered something.
Sheng An turned back to Long Tianyu and Lai Wan Yun with a serious look, “Look carefully at the ground color, and the scorched earth appearance, is this the end of the second year of the End Times?”
Lai Wan Yun was stunned.
Long Tianyu, who had been silent since he started looking at the painting, this “Crouching Dragon”, who was occasionally unreliable, seemed to have finally come back to his senses at this moment, his voice was obscure–” No, it’s not.
“No, this is not.”