"Co with ."
Seeing Su Xuan ask what he wanted to talk about, the old man thought he had given in and led him to an underground collection room.
Upon entering, Su Xuan narrowed his eyes. It wasn’t that the old man’s collection room was extravagantly decorated, but that his attention was caught by two items: two sets of silver armor.
Soti ago at the Xithe Funeral Ho, he was ambushed by fierce ghosts wearing silver armor identical to these two sets!
"I know who you are now!" Su Xuan’s gaze suddenly fell upon the old man in the wheelchair. "You were the one developing the Chongming Park project initially, weren’t you?"
"Heh, dealing with a smart person is certainly effortless." The old man chuckled, looking up at the two sets of silver armor in their transparent display cases. "Our company, Jinlu Real Estate, dug up these two priceless sets of silver armor while we were developing Chongming Park," he said slowly. "We should have been able to find more treasures, but you ruined everything. And because of you, my son was taken away!"
The old man focused his gaze on Su Xuan’s face. "Mr. Su, I am the founder of Jinlu Real Estate, Qin Hezheng!"
This was the source of their grudge. Indeed, Qin Hezheng’s company had initially been in charge of the Chongming Park developnt project. Back then, so strange corpses were unearthed at the construction site—the sa ones later cremated at the Xithe Funeral Ho. But that incident led to major trouble. His company was investigated for the suspected destruction of cultural relics and subsequently lost the right to develop Chongming Park. His son couldn’t escape the fallout and was arrested. Shortly after, Su Xuan’s Yike Real Estate took over the project.
Qin Hezheng blad all of this on Su Xuan, which led to him kidnapping Su Xuan for this little "talk."
"That’s just because your own hands were dirty," Su Xuan shrugged indifferently, then asked Old Qin, "Were you developing Chongming Park just to dig up cultural relics?"
"Cultural relics?" Old Qin pointed at the two suits of silver armor and asked in return, "In your eyes, are these just cultural relics with no practical value?" He deliberately emphasized the word "practical."
Su Xuan frowned. "What do you an?"
"Before I tell you what I an, I need to ask you sothing." A mysterious look appeared on Old Qin’s face. "Do you believe this world is only what you can see?"
Su Xuan remained silent. Ever since I acquired the system, I’ve felt this world is magical, completely different from how I used to perceive it! This old man didn’t even need to ask that.
Thinking Su Xuan didn’t know how to answer, Old Qin tried to guide him. "Have you ever witnessed sothing incredible? Sothing you couldn’t comprehend, sothing that all your knowledge couldn’t explain?"
"I have," Su Xuan replied flippantly. "I saw an alien fall from the sky once. It didn’t die from the impact and even found a hole to hide in."
Old Qin was at a loss for words. "Er..."
The secretary in white standing beside him could only let out a soft, "Ah..."
They were both clearly dumbstruck, not having expected Su Xuan to say sothing so outrageous. Of course, they had no idea that he was mostly telling the truth.
"Since... you’ve witnessed unusual things, you should be able to accept what you’re about to see next!" Old Qin turned his head toward the secretary pushing his wheelchair. "Secretary Bai, help into the armor!"
"Yes, President Qin."
The graceful Secretary Bai swayed her hips as she walked to the display case. She took down one of the heavy sets of silver armor and carefully fitted it onto Old Qin. The mont he donned the silver armor, a sharp, fierce glint appeared in his eyes.
The next second, sothing happened that made Su Xuan’s pupils constrict.
Old Qin, who had been confined to his wheelchair, actually gripped the armrests and stood up!
Wearing the silver armor, Old Qin casually strolled in front of Su Xuan. "Mr. Su, I was unfortunate enough to be diagnosed with amyotrophic lateral sclerosis. It’s a terminal illness!
"But I made an accidental discovery. Whenever I put on this silver armor, my damaged neurons are reconnected by so kind of magical energy, allowing to walk like a normal person. Tell , isn’t that highly unusual? Do you still think this thing is a re cultural relic?"
"This is a treasure," Su Xuan stated, his eyes fixed on the silver armor Old Qin was wearing.
I never imagined the silver armor had such a miraculous effect. In that case, does the daoist robe I got from the Xithe Funeral Ho also have so magical function? It can’t just be to make have a strange dream... In that dream, those people were crying out to go ho, and they called ... Lord of the Manor!
"Yes, it is a treasure!" Old Qin nodded vigorously, but his expression imdiately dimd. He caressed the dilapidated silver armor with his withered hand, tracing the deep sword marks. "Unfortunately, this armor is too severely damaged. Its effects only last for ten minutes. Once ti is up, it’s no better than a piece of junk. It has to be left alone for two days before it can be used for another ten minutes."
"It’s like a worn-out battery," Secretary Bai chid in. "It can’t hold much of a charge, so it dies as soon as you use it."
"Yes." Old Qin nodded in agreent.
Then, his tone turned serious as he faced Su Xuan. "Mr. Su, I have to ask. After your company took over the Chongming Park project, did you dig up any more armor like this? Perhaps so in better condition?"
"Is this why you brought here?" Su Xuan asked.
"Yes!"
"Before I answer that, can you answer a question for ?" Su Xuan countered. "It’s the sa one as before: did you already know this stuff was in Chongming Park?"
Old Qin shook his head. "I didn’t. It was all an accidental discovery."
Su Xuan also shook his head. "I haven’t heard about my company digging anything else up from Chongming Park."
He was telling the truth.
After Yike Real Estate took over the Chongming project, I even told Chu Hongfang to keep an eye out for two sets of red armor. In the dream I had while wearing the daoist robe, I saw my two subordinates clad in red armor. Since my n were able to kill the gatekeepers who wore silver armor, the red armor must be more powerful. And now, after seeing this... seeing the silver armor temporarily cure Old Qin’s ALS... my desire to obtain the red armor is stronger than ever.
Old Qin stared at Su Xuan. "I don’t believe you."
"You will." Su Xuan picked up his phone and called Chu Hongfang. He put the call on speaker and asked directly, "President Chu, has anything been dug up at Chongming Park?"
"No, Boss. I was just at the construction site yesterday," Chu Hongfang replied.
"Tell him to ask about today," Old Qin prompted.
"What about today?" Su Xuan asked.
"Please hold on, let check with the construction site."
A mont later, Chu Hongfang’s voice ca through the phone again.
"Boss... we actually did dig sothing up today."
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