Chapter 51

Lin Fan examined the power of the Mind Stone, contemplating its potential. It was an artifact capable of manipulating thoughts, emotions, and even the essence of life itself. But unlike others who sought to use it for reckless creation, Lin Fan had a different approach—one rooted in understanding rather than blind ambition.

He had seen the process by which Vision was brought into existence, a fusion of technology, Vibranium, and the Mind Stone's influence. But that process was flawed. It required external tools, reliance on machinery, and ultimately, it led to unintended consequences. Lin Fan knew better than to walk that path.

Instead, he delved into the nature of the Mind Stone itself, probing its secrets, unraveling the intricate web of knowledge stored within it. He traced the cosmic threads that bound the Stone's power to reality, studying how it interacted with the very fabric of existence.

The deeper he explored, the more he understood why so many had failed before him. The Mind Stone did not simply grant life—it required balance, a guiding force to shape and define what it touched. Without that, its power was wild, unpredictable, and dangerous.

Lin Fan's mind reached further, touching upon the echoes of ancient civilizations that had once wielded similar forces. He could feel remnants of their knowledge, their warnings embedded in the stone's energy. They had attempted what he now considered, and in their arrogance, they had fallen.

A surge of psionic energy rippled through his body, resonating with the stone's core. His understanding sharpened. Creation was not the path forward—mastery was. He would not attempt to shape something from nothing; rather, he would refine what already existed, bending the very laws of nature to his will.

Power pulsed in his veins as he extended his senses outward, feeling the limitless expanse of the universe. The Mind Stone hummed in response, acknowledging his insight. He had no need for artificial constructs or experimental failures. His strength lay in control, in wielding the forces of the cosmos without the shackles of misguided ambition.

As the stone's energy settled, Lin Fan smirked. He had learned all he needed. The power to shape the universe was within his grasp—not through crude creation, but through the sheer force of his will. The game had changed. Now, it was only a matter of time before the universe realized it.