Chapter 536 - 398: From This Moment On, the Role of the Cannon Fodder Will Begin to Change
The bizarre incident with the women in ancient clothing sent a bone-deep chill surging through him, as if a pair of icy hands had seized his very heart.
This string of strange events made the man—who had weathered decades of hardship and steadfastly carried his family on his shoulders—feel an inexplicable dread.
He was spiraling into a bottomless, dark vortex from which he could not escape.
"Mr. Chu, can you make any sense of this?"
Zheng Qifeng turned to Chu He, his face a mask of pleading expectation,
his eyes filled with a desperate hunger for answers.
Confronted by this string of strange events, he had subconsciously pinned all his hopes on Chu He.
Chu He was their only lifeline in this darkness, a bringer of light who could banish their endless fear.
The night was ink-black, blanketing the construction site in deep shadow.
The lights around the perimeter flickered in the night wind like a troop of weary sentinels,
struggling to fend off the encroaching darkness.
A suppressive, sinister aura permeated the air, making one’s heart clench with an unconscious chill.
Chu He stood silently, his tall, slender figure as poised and proud as a lone pine.
His expression was stern, his gaze deep and focused.
Suddenly, he slowly raised his right hand. It was pale and slender, with well-defined knuckles,
like a delicate work of art.
He curled his fingers with an elegant, unhurried motion, as if playing a silent melody.
Then, with a soft flick, a wisp of light bloomed from his fingertip.
The light was faint yet unfathomably mysterious,
like a shooting star that vanished in an instant,
carrying a transcendent aura.
In an instant, it shot into the body of the middle-aged man, Hou Yuguai, who was convulsing violently on the ground.
Hou Yuguai, who had looked as if he were possessed by a Demon,
his body shaking uncontrollably and his limbs flailing wildly,
was locked in a life-or-death struggle against an invisible force.
Yet, the instant that wisp of light entered his body,
his movements seemed to be gently soothed by a pair of firm yet tender hands,
and they gradually subsided.
His eyes slowly opened. At first, his gaze was clouded and dazed,
like a traveler lost in a thick fog, unable to find his bearings.
But gradually, his unfocused pupils began to constrict,
drawn together by some mysterious force in the darkness,
pulling them back into alignment.
His eyes grew much clearer,
no longer hollow and vacant. They were now filled with new life and vitality.
Hou Yuguai’s consciousness slowly clawed its way back from an endless, dark abyss as he gradually regained his senses.
He looked at the faces—some familiar, some strange—gathered around him.
A look of surprise and confusion crossed his face as he subconsciously asked, "I... What just happened to me?"
His voice was weak and raspy, as if he had just survived a life-or-death ordeal.
Vague, fragmented memories lingered in his mind,
like shards of a broken mirror glinting with terrifying light.
But no matter how he tried, he couldn’t piece them together into a coherent whole.
His expression was one of utter bewilderment,
as if he had just woken from a bizarre and terrifying nightmare,
only to find its contents completely alien, leaving behind nothing but fear and confusion.
Seeing Hou Yuguai come to his senses,
Zheng Qifeng felt a surge of joy.
In this foreign land,
every expatriate from the Great Xia Empire was like a lone boat adrift on a vast ocean,
and a special bond always formed between them, connecting them tightly.
Zheng Qifeng was keenly aware of his responsibility to look after his fellow countrymen.
He couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to Hou Yuguai on a site under his charge.
This wasn’t just about his professional liability;
more importantly, he couldn’t bear the thought of facing the hopeful and anxious eyes of Hou Yuguai’s family.
If the worst were to happen,
he would be too ashamed to face them. The guilt would be a stain on his conscience he could never wash away.
"Hou Yuguai, think carefully. What exactly happened just now?
Why were you muttering about ghosts?"
The site supervisor walked over, looking at Hou Yuguai with concern,
his voice tinged with urgency and anticipation.
His words were like a gentle hand,
trying to part the chaotic fog in Hou Yuguai’s mind,
urging him to recall more details and solve this sudden mystery.
At the same time, his words seemed to remind Hou Yuguai
not to let fear consume him, but to fight to reclaim his lost memories.
When the surrounding workers saw Chu He rouse Hou Yuguai from that terrifying state with just a flick of his fingers,
as if by Magic,
they couldn’t help but stare at him with a mixture of surprise and awe.
Their eyes filled with curiosity and doubt as they secretly wondered,
’Who in the world is this young man?’
’Could he be some kind of hidden master,’
’someone with superhuman abilities?’
’Or does this construction site really hide some unknown secret?’
’Maybe Zheng Qifeng suspected something all along and specifically brought in someone like Chu He to handle it,’
’just in case of danger?’
All sorts of speculations spread through the workers’ minds like wildfire,