Hearing this, Umberto nodded in understanding.

"Maybe you can let me follow you. After all, I still know a lot about this world, and I should be able to help you in many places."

Regarding Umberto's words, Kane did not refuse, but nodded.

"no problem."

Then Kane looked at Umberto and said, "Since you've finished asking, it's up to us now if you want to ask."

"Of course, I will tell you everything." Umberto sat up straight and nodded.

"Okay, the first question." Kane said with a finger raised.

"What is the spirit in your mouth?"

"Spirit?"

Umberto thought for a while, and spit out a cloud of mist, and then a glowing creature in the room was bound by the cloud and dragged in front of everyone.

He can touch?Sure enough, there is something.

Umberto pointed to the glowing creatures in front of him and asked, "Should you be able to see these strange little glowing creatures?"

Kane and the others nodded.

"These little things are the so-called spirits. They used to be everywhere in this world, and now they appear in places where humans gather."

"Essentially in our eyes, you and these spirits are actually the same.

A more powerful spirit. "

Hearing what Umberto said, Kane asked suspiciously: "Why, is it because of magic power?"

"Magic power?" Umberto was a little puzzled, he had never heard of such a strange word.

"I don't understand what magic power is, but you all have one thing in common, that is flowing life."

After finishing speaking, Umberto's fingers touched his abdomen, and then began to extend upwards until reaching his eyes.

"This is the flowing life. Ordinary people cannot control the flow of these lives in the body."

Look at the magic power in Umberto's body, extending from his fingers to the eyes.

Isn't this magic?It's just a name change.

"Life in your mouth is what I call magic."

"Oh I got it."

But after listening to Umberto's explanation, Kane asked: "In other words, ordinary people can't see the magic power in the body as a flowing creature. Only when the magic power in the body is dead or even without magic power can ordinary people see it, right? ?”

Regarding Kane's words, Umberto nodded after thinking for a while.

"Yes, there is no problem with this explanation."

After thinking for a while, Kane pointed to Umberto and asked.

"Are there many people with abilities like you in this world?"

Umberto shook his head: "People who can control their lives are very rare, and they need inheritance to be able to master this skill."

"With the shattering of the world, many inheritances have been broken, and now there are no more than 10 people who still have inheritances that can control their lives."

"so little."

This surprised Kane a little. He could feel that this piece of living world fragments should not be small. According to the current environment, the population here would not be too small.

As a result, there are no more than 10 capable talents, which is indeed too rare.

After talking so much, although I have a certain understanding of this world, I still have no clue about their goals.

Thinking of this, Kane asked, "What were you planning to do before you came here?"

"Me, I heard that there is a prophet in this city, so I came here to see if he had any illness."

Umberto said calmly.

"What disease does the prophet have? Why do you judge like this?"

Some people can't understand it, but if the prophet has acquired some strange ability, he can still understand it.But preconceived judgment is why you are sick.

"I don't know either, so I'm going to come and have a look."

"Ok."

Perhaps it is the unique way of thinking of people in this world.

After thinking for a while, Kane said: "We don't have any clue about the crisis in this world for the time being, so you can just do your own thing. Let's watch from the side, maybe we can find some clues."

Hearing Kane's words, Umberto nodded.

"I'm going to go to the Prophet now to have a look."

"Let's go, let's go together."

Umberto nodded, got up and carried the wooden box he had put on the bed, pushed open the door and went down, Kane and the others also got up and packed up to follow behind him.

"Ah, doctor, you are down, we have sold the food, we have to go back."

When I walked down, I happened to meet the convoy from the village at the door of the hotel.

Umberto nodded, waved his hand and said, "Goodbye, thank you for taking me all the way, I wish you a safe journey."

"You are too, doctor. I look forward to seeing you next time."

With that said, the villagers drove away with an empty cart.

And Umberto just glanced at their backs, then walked towards the center of the city with the wooden box in his hand on his back.

Kane and others followed behind, watching the situation of the city left and right.

Most of them are ordinary stone houses, and there are many wooden houses.

The tallest will not exceed three floors. Although it is a city, the whole city can be said to be very small.

Whether there are more than [-] people living there is a problem.

Looking at these ordinary civilians on the side of the road, and beggars begging in the cracks of the street.

The small and dirty city also reveals a sense of poverty.

Chapter 817 The Prophet

Not far from the city center, there is a courtyard.

And the prophet that people say is in this courtyard, and this is where he lives.

At the gate, a soldier can be seen guarding.

The clothes and weapons on this soldier are obviously the soldiers guarding the city.

The armor on these soldiers is very low, and only the center of the chest has armor.Even though guarding the gate of the prophet should be a relatively important position, it is still the case.

Kane and the others followed behind Umberto and walked towards this courtyard.

He seemed to be very familiar with the city.

When Umberto appeared and walked straight towards the courtyard, the soldiers standing at the door kept staring at him closely.

"stop!"

The spear in his hand was tilted slightly, his eyes fixed on Umberto who was coming, and he yelled loudly.

Seeing Umberto standing there, without any intention of taking a step forward, he asked, "This is the residence of the Prophet. You can't come in or out without notice. Who are you?"

"My name is Umberto, and I'm a doctor." He bowed and saluted as he spoke.

Afterwards, he smiled and said to the soldier in front of him, "I'm here to see the Prophet, and I want to know something."

"Wait a minute, let me report."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Umberto, turned around and came to the door, said something to a person inside, and then waited outside the door.

Umberto was not impatient, and stood quietly.

Kane and the others stood around like this, Kane thought the soldier would drive Umberto away.

"Did you feel anything?" Claire looked at the courtyard in front of her and asked Kane without looking back.

Kane nodded, and pointed at Umberto in front of them: "There is someone like him who can control the magic power in his body. It should be the prophet they said. The strength is not very good. It should be copper." not higher than Silver."

Hearing Kane's words, Claire nodded, touched the temples beside her ears, and asked with some doubts.

"If the strength is so weak, is it really capable of becoming a prophet?"

To be able to predict one also needs to have a certain level of strength, no matter how you say it, it doesn't seem like something that can be done at the Bronze level.

With a bronze-level physique and magic power, is it really possible to predict the future?

"Who knows, if people in this world can do such a thing at a weak level, it's not impossible."

"That's right."

After all, there are differences in every world, it just depends on where and how big these differences are.

While they were chatting, the person who had gone in to report had already returned.

After standing in the ear of the soldier and saying a few words, the soldier came over and stared at Umberto.

"Okay, you can go in now."

"Thank you."

Umberto nodded, and then walked into the courtyard through the opened gate.

Kane and the others followed and also walked in.

The yard in front of him was surrounded by a wall of about two meters, with a green lawn on the ground, and a greenhouse could be seen in the corner not far away.

A 1-story building can be seen behind the courtyard. The building is made of white marble, and its appearance is naturally better than most of the buildings in the entire city.

Obviously, this is more in line with a profession like a prophet, which is very distinguished by the title.

It can be seen that the pruning workers are holding short scissors and trimming something on the lawn and greenhouse.

Maids can be seen coming and going in and out of the building.

A middle-aged man stood at the door of the building, his clothes looked clean and tidy.

Looking at Umberto, he came up.

"Hi guest, please come with me."

After speaking, he turned around and led the way. Umberto didn't say much, and followed the man and walked into the building.

The whole building is not complicated, and it is a hall when you open the door.

Then the middle-aged man took them to the second floor from the stairs next to them, and pushed open a small solid wooden door. Inside was a relatively spacious living room.

On the sofa in the lobby, an old man who looked about 50 years old was sitting there quietly.

His clothes were simple yet luxurious.

He raised his head when he heard the voice. Although his face looked a little old, his eyes were not cloudy, and he looked very energetic.

One look makes people think that he is very healthy.

"It should be him." Kane said beside him.

Although the magic power in the old man was calm, it was not dead silent.

He looked at Umberto as if he knew him, and pointed to the sofa next to him.

"sit."

Umberto was also polite, and walked over directly, and sat on the sofa.

The old man stared, and the middle-aged man standing next to him said, "Go out too, and close the door."

The middle-aged man nodded and saluted, then pushed out of the living room and closed the door from the outside.

At this time, the entire living room seemed relatively quiet.

"I've heard rumors about you, spiritual doctor, right?"

The old man who was suspected of being a prophet said suddenly.

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