Chapter 815: The Eye of the Pilot and the Blank

This question was like a stone thrown into the calm lake, causing huge ripples in the heart of the three-eyed student Silas.

He felt his heartbeat suddenly accelerate, and emotions mixed with a sense of honor and responsibility were surging in his chest, which was an unprecedented sense of impact.

He subconsciously straightened his body, took a deep breath, and subconsciously clenched his hands into fists.

Then, the three-eyed student seemed to have said something. He looked at the principal, with a little struggle and hesitation in his eyes, and said slowly:

"Principal, my eyes... can mutants like me really take such responsibility?"

After hearing this, Xia Xiu smiled slightly, raised his hand and patted his shoulder gently, with gentle movements and encouragement.

The gaze of the principal of the courtyard showed a calm force, melting all the doubts in Cyras's heart.

“Relax, Cylas.”

Xia Xiu's tone was a little light. He pointed to the vice principal Tours standing beside him and said jokingly:

"Your vice-principal has more 'mutation' places than you. He is now the executive vice-principal of the courtyard, and he is also the general head of the Administration's contingent."

Hearing the blonde young man's unshirkable teasing, Touls put down the report in his hand, the fox ears shook slightly, and snorted coldly at Xia Xiu in front of him, and his tail unconsciously shook.

He walked up to the three-eyed student, looking at Cyras with a sharp look, his tone with a little uncovered suspicion:

"Is this what you chose - the commander of the Garden Navy Fleet?"

"What's so special about him?"

Facing Tours' questioning, Silas subconsciously stood up straight.

Xia Xiu just chuckled, raised his hand and pointed at Cylas, his tone with a relaxed and meaningful firmness:

"Selas, open your third eye and let our vice-principal see the true strength of the son of the courtyard who was personally recruited by Director Hope."

Silas's body stiffened slightly, and he raised his head, with a hint of hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

He whispered, "But... Principal, I'm afraid..."

Xia Xiu interrupted him, still having the casual but teasing smile:

"What, are you still worried about hurting us?"

Turs, who was beside him, shook his head gently, with a faint smile on his lips, and said with a little teasing in his tone:

"Boy, don't push yourself, we are not as fragile as you think.

Don't worry, no one here will be scared easily. "" ".

When Silas heard this, the hesitation on his face gradually faded away.

He took a deep breath, and the slender gap on his forehead began to emit a faint light.

An indescribable force surged in his body, and the hidden crack slowly cracked open, and a vertical pupil gradually appeared, like a silver-blue gem embedded on his forehead.

Complex patterns appeared in the pupils, like a miniature nebula, with layers of ripples appearing in the rotation.

As the third eye opened, a powerful etheric fluctuation burst out from the depths of Cylas's body.

The edge of his robe was gently twitched by surging ether EVE particles, which wrapped around him like glowing silk threads, making his figure appear almost transparent.

The terrifying spiritual pressure spread out like an invisible wave, layer by layer, and the atmosphere of the entire office became extremely solemn in an instant.

But this pressure seemed to have lost its effect in front of Tours.

The vice principal stood there, his face as usual, as if he had not felt any oppression.

In fact, he had already gently released the power in his body and quietly resolved the spillover psionic fluctuations of Silas.

His eyes became sharper, and he could clearly feel the power characteristics of the three-eyed student Selas.

The special fluctuations contained in this psychic energy cause the surrounding real ether to slightly distort, and in this twisted gap, his [Master Incarnation Vinamonen] also mapped out.

"This third eye..."

Tules whispered, his eyes resting on the slightly glowing vertical pupil on Selas' forehead.

"It can see the true form of the Ethereum and even peek into the essence hidden deep in reality."

Silas's eyes also fell on Touls, and his third eye captured the vice principal's incarnation of the enormous and mysterious master.

He saw countless mirrors, and countless projections of himself in the mirror...

Silas quickly looked away, his eyes slowly swept over the rest of the office.

His third eye glowed slightly in the crack on his forehead, and his vertical pupils were like silver-blue mirrors, bringing the surrounding etheric forms into his eyes one by one.

His eyes fell on the mole.

In the third eye's vision, the image of the mole is like a towering steel giant. His body is composed of countless complex gears and pipes. The low buzzing of metals collide with each other can be heard in every breath.

His whole body was wrapped in strong light, like an endless furnace, with a sense of oppression overwhelmingly chilling.

That's a...mech? !

Turning to Broly, what caught Celas's eye was a completely different scene.

He saw a giant beast lurking in a deep shadow. His huge body was wrapped in blurred mist, revealing only a pair of deep scarlet pupils, emitting a fatal danger.

The three-eyed student, who was startled, turned his eyes to the week again.

A shadow-like figure, flickering with a faint light, with a swift sword on his waist.

His body was changing every moment, as if it could split and reassemble at any time.

This constantly flowing form made Silas dizzy and almost unable to stare for a long time.

Each of these three forms gave Silas a great shock.

His forehead began to heat up, the vision of his third eye gradually became blurred, and blurry spots of light appeared on his retina. He was about to be unable to bear such an etheric scene.

And his eyes finally turned to the blond young man in the center of the room-the principal.

He tried to observe this most mysterious existence in the courtyard through his third eye, but when his eyes focused, he could not see anything.

There was no brilliance, no shadow, no form, and even the ordinary outline no longer existed.

It was a pure nothingness, an indescribable blankness, as if this person did not exist in the rules of the ether at all.

Silas subconsciously adjusted his sight, trying to see more clearly.

He focused all his attention, his pupils shrank slightly, and the surrounding light seemed to be sucked into his vision.

However, just when he was about to touch some truth, Xia Xiu's voice suddenly sounded.

"Don't look too much, Silas. Your eyes can't bear it."

The voice was neither fast nor slow, but it was full of an irresistible force. Just a gentle push pulled him back from the edge of the abyss.

Silas was stunned, his ears were buzzing, and his eyes had not moved away from Xia Xiu's direction, but the next moment he saw a picture that he would never forget -

A hand slowly stretched out from the void, and three pairs of pure white wings of light emerged behind the hand. The feathers of the wings of light emitted a dazzling soft light, like flawless white jade.

The hand moved slowly and peacefully, reaching towards Silas, and then gently stroked, and an invisible force flowed from his forehead into his body, quickly calming all the tension and discomfort in his body.

At that moment, a symbol briefly appeared in Silas's third eye - [∞].

A symbol that he could not understand but knew its meaning.

The appearance of the symbol was almost synchronized with the touch of the hand. The next moment, he felt that his third eye was on the verge of endurance. He took a deep breath and quickly closed his third eye, and the crack on his forehead closed.

He lowered his head and took a few breaths. His forehead was covered with cold sweat and his hands trembled slightly unconsciously.

Xia Xiu's calm but irresistible words just now echoed in his mind, and the image of the pure white light winged hand was still clearly engraved in the depths of his memory.

He raised his head and looked at the principal, his eyes full of awe and deep shock.

When Silas closed his third eye and the crack on his forehead slowly closed and returned to its original state, Xia Xiu turned his eyes to the people in the room. His expression became serious, and there was a rare sense of formality in his tone.

"Silas's third eye..."

He said, his voice steady and convincing.

No mistakes in one song, one post, one content, one content, one book, one bar, one 6, one 9!

"You can call it the 'Navigation Eye'.

This is not an ordinary sensory organ, but an ability to intuitively perceive the true form of the etheric space, which is a field that ordinary humans and other races' sensory systems cannot reach at all."

He paused slightly, as if to let everyone better understand the weight of this sentence.

Then, he turned to Tours and continued:

"A big part of the reason why he was chosen as the commander of the courtyard fleet is because of this ability.

The 'Navigation Eye' gives him a nearly absolute and precise perception. He can directly observe the position of the starship in the etheric space through the third eye, which gives him an advantage that others cannot match when deciding the jump path and location."

His tone became deeper:

"You all know that the complexity of the etheric space far exceeds the ordinary three-dimensional reality.

A wrong jump may not only cause the entire fleet to deviate from the target, but also directly cause the ship to fall into a chaotic storm, or even be completely swallowed up in the etheric turbulence.

And Silas's ability exists precisely to avoid this risk.

He can use the 'Navigation Eye' to see through the hidden dangers in the etheric space and calculate the best time and coordinates to jump to the real space.

This ability is invaluable to the courtyard fleet."

Xia Xiu said this, raised his chin slightly, and looked around at everyone present.

Although his tone was calm, it carried a sense of authority that was hard to ignore:

"The duties of a navigator are far more than just sitting on the bridge and giving orders, but also controlling the life and death of every ship.

Especially in the deep world, the laws of time and space become more unpredictable, and the choice of the navigator is often the dividing line between life and death."

He looked back at Silas, with a kind of praise in his eyes:

"So, I am looking forward to Silas using his abilities to bring safety and hope to the courtyard fleet.

I believe that he will not let me down, nor will he let you down."

The silence in the room made everyone's breathing become particularly clear, and the heaviness in the air intensified with Xia Xiu's statement.

Silas stood there, feeling many pairs of eyes focused on him, especially Tours's gaze, which was complex, as if he was measuring and evaluating.

But in the end, Tours's fox ears trembled slightly, he raised his head and said to Xia Xiu calmly:

"Then let him be the commander of the navy, but this is only the probation period."

Hearing this, Silas nodded slightly, and his shoulders unconsciously straightened a little.

Xia Xiu smiled slightly and patted his shoulder, as if to give some encouragement.

Then, his eyes slowly moved away from the three-eyed student and turned to the silver-haired woman standing aside, who was always silent-Celeste Marian.

Everyone turned their eyes to the student who had been silent as a shadow. She stood there, with an upright posture, and her silver hair fell like a waterfall on both sides of her shoulders.

Her expression was calm and almost cold, and her face was expressionless, but her violet pupils seemed to hide an abyss, silently reflecting every pair of eyes looking at her.

Xia Xiu raised his chin slightly towards Zhou Yi, which was an unspoken instruction.

Zhou Yi understood and stood up slowly, his body straight, with the same cold and solemn temperament as always.

He walked slowly and came to Xia Xiu's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Celeste Marian——"

Xia Xiu spoke, his voice gentle but clear, and every syllable seemed to have some kind of penetrating power.

His eyes fell on the silver-haired woman, as if he was giving her some invisible pressure, but also with a hint of expectation.

"She is the talent you need."

Zhou Yi stood there, his hands hanging at his sides, his body straight like an unsheathed sword.

He lowered his head slightly, and his deep and sharp eyes swept through the thin air like a blade towards Marian.

His eyes were calm and sharp, as if he was analyzing everything about the silver-haired woman in front of him.

However, to everyone's surprise, Marian stood there calmly, as if she had long been accustomed to such scrutiny.

Her violet eyes stared straight at Zhou Yi, without any retreat, fear, or emotional fluctuations.

That kind of calmness and composure is not only a natural instinct, but also a sharp edge forged after countless hardships.

At this time, Xia Xiu smiled slightly, raised his hand gently, and his fingertips drew an elegant arc in the air, and then used fluent sign language to convey a simple and clear message to Marian.

Marian's eyes flashed, and then she respectfully bowed to Xia Xiu, the action was meticulous, as precise and crisp as carving.

After the ceremony, she turned her head and looked directly at Zhou Yi without hesitation.

Her actions were unhesitating, and her composure did not show any weakness or uneasiness, but instead added a faint sharpness, which perfectly matched her calmness.

At that moment, the air around Marian seemed to have some invisible fluctuations.

It was an extremely subtle change, like some invisible barrier quietly forming around her.

Then, the EVE particles in the air began to become sluggish, as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

Then, a strong repulsive force emanated from her body, as if

—she herself was a foreign object that could not be accepted by the ether, expelling all the particles from her position.

This repulsive force was not a rough impact, but a silent but irresistible force.

It was like part of the law of nature, integrated with Marian's existence.

In the range centered on her, EVE particles were quickly pushed farther away, and a strange sense of vacuum began to appear in the entire position, forming a unique field around her, a lonely space that was incompatible with the ether.

Zhou Yi felt the power of that position, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes resting on Marian's face, and his tone was low and with a hint of inquiry:

"So that's it, this is your characteristic..."