Oman Listening to Euruscoga's words, a wave of complex emotions arose in his heart. Euruscoga's voice slowly came through the noisy sound of the plane, as if carrying an ancient wisdom and profound mystery.
"Think about it, Oman," Euruscoga's gaze seemed to penetrate Oman's soul, "' Solar Eyes,' 'lost empire,' these terms contain such profound meanings. They are not just remnants of history, but signals revealing the limitations of human knowledge and our own insignificance."
Oman's tone became even deeper, as if he were narrating a profound secret about the universe and the existence of humanity. "Are these ancient legends and relics telling us that as humans, we actually know very little about the true workings of this world? We believe we have a treasure trove of knowledge, but in reality, we may just be a speck of dust in the boundless universe."
Oman found his thoughts being led by these words, feeling both bewildered and curious. "But..." he tried to argue, only to find himself unable to easily refute Olu Soga's viewpoint.
Oman looked at Oman with a slight smile on his lips. "You will see, Oman. In our expedition, you will discover more unknown things that will challenge your cognitive limits. Remember, sometimes, the truth is more magical and complex than we can imagine." Oman felt a strange chill as he listened to Oman's words. Oman's voice was steady and mysterious, as if hiding unknown secrets. " Oman, I know I may not be the most popular person in the association," Oman adjusted the angle of his seat to make himself more comfortable. "But you should know that reputation does not always reflect a person's true nature."
His words echoed slowly, as if each word was heavy with meaning. "I assure you, Oman, I may be the only person in this team who truly sees everything. I know it may sound arrogant, but the truth is always more complex than we imagine."
After saying this, Orosoga smiled mysteriously, a smile that made Oman feel a little uneasy. "You will see, Oman. The truth will gradually reveal itself in this adventure. You just need to keep an open mind and accept everything that is about to come."
Then Orosoga put on an eye mask, as if preparing to rest. Oman sat there, filled with doubt and curiosity. Orosoga's words filled him with anticipation for the upcoming adventure, but also with some caution. Just when Oman thought Orosoga's mysterious words had finally come to an end and tried to find a comfortable position in the airplane seat, Orosoga suddenly uttered a profound sentence, interrupting Oman's thoughts.
"Oman, think back on the dreams you've had, and all the dreams you may have in the future," Orosoga's voice was deep and full of mystery, "You will slowly begin to understand everything."
Oman sat in his seat, his gaze scanning the inside of the aircraft cabin, but his thoughts were completely occupied by Orosoga's cryptic and mysterious words. His mind was filled with doubt and unease, feeling extremely surprised about Orosoga's mention of dreams. He had never mentioned his dreams to anyone, those colorful, chaotic, and occasionally prophetic dreams. Oman couldn't help but wonder how this enigmatic teammate knew about them.
Olu Sogar exudes an elusive aura, with every movement and even the slightest change in expression revealing an indescribable sense of strangeness. When Oman tries to ask further questions, Olu Sogar simply closes his eyes, seemingly sinking into his own thoughts and offering no further response.
"Your dreams, child, may be far more important than you imagine," Olu Sogar's voice is deep and full of mystery. "In our lives, there are things far beyond our understanding, and dreams may be a window to deeper truths."
Oman felt a chill run down his spine, and involuntarily recalled those strange and profound dreams. In those dreams, he always found himself in an ancient and mysterious world, sometimes in the distant Egyptian desert, and other times in a ritual site filled with mysterious symbols and various objects. These dreams seemed to be somehow connected to the upcoming adventure, but Oman couldn't be sure if these dreams were just psychological or if they truly concealed some kind of omen.
Oman tried hard to relax in his seat, but the unsettling words of Euruscana lingered in his mind like a shadow. He closed his eyes, attempting to drive those words out of his mind, but the mysterious and eerie voice seemed deeply rooted in his thoughts, echoing incessantly.
He felt an indescribable restlessness and anxiety. Oman kept telling himself that these were just Orosogach's wishful thinking and should not be overinterpreted or taken to heart. But no matter how he tried to comfort himself, those words still lingered like a tangled mist, making his mood heavier and heavier.
Whenever he tried to take deep breaths and relax, Orosogach's voice seemed to ring in his ears again, reminding him of those inexplicable prophecies and hints. This made Oman feel an unprecedented sense of unease and frustration.
He tried hard to shift his attention to other things on the plane, trying to free himself from these troubles. But he found that no matter what he did, Orosoka's words seemed deeply imprinted in his mind, becoming an inescapable shadow.
During this tense and lengthy flight, Oman's state of mind became complex and confused. He began to doubt whether he was truly ready to face the upcoming adventure, and the unknown and potential dangers that might be lurking. Oman's journey officially began in this kind of confusion and doubt.
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