Just as the talisman was about to stick to the black-furred rat’s head.
This black-furred rat seemed to finally react, its head sinking down and directly retracting into its chest cavity.
But the talisman in Chen Huaian’s hand had already been released, landing precisely on the black-furred rat’s forehead with Chen Huaian’s will.
This scene also happened to fall into the eyes of the wuzzy-bearded man who arrived late at the end of the corridor.
“Damn! No!”
His pupils suddenly shrank, a chill running from his feet to the top of his head.
It was too late.
On the black-furred rat’s forehead, where the talisman met its skin, a coin-sized light ball appeared, growing brighter with a ‘zizz’ sound of electric arcs.
The wuzzy-bearded man grabbed the limp hotel attendant and rolled through a door beside him, both of them tumbling inside.
Chen Huaian looked at the distorted light ball on the black-furred rat’s head, his smile freezing.
“F*ck!”
Boom——!
A bolt of lightning pierced the entire corridor, shaking the entire hotel with a thunderous rumble.
The wuzzy-bearded man, still trembling with fear, looked at the shattered door. This door was fifty meters away from the point of the talisman explosion but was still torn apart by the shockwave, showing how powerful this talisman was. The corridor, with its pipe-like structure, would be subject to indiscriminate attacks if an explosion occurred.
“It’s not good, could Chen Huaian have been blown up?”
Peeking out, he saw that the entire corridor was now covered in thick smoke, the air filled with the smell of burning. Several room doors were already on fire.
At the end of the corridor, Chen Huaian sat against the wall, his head lowered, his life uncertain.
Suitcases and storage boxes blocked his side in front.
To the left of the storage box was a charred corridor, large pieces of burnt meat radiating in all directions, plastering the walls and floor. On the other side, Chen Huaian’s less than two square meter area was the only clean spot in the entire corridor.
Is this the power of that mysterious talisman…
The wuzzy-bearded man witnessed it firsthand.
He anxiously walked over to Chen Huaian, cautiously extending his hand to check if Chen Huaian was still breathing.
However, before his hand reached Chen Huaian’s nose, it was stopped by a burnt black finger.
The wuzzy-bearded man was stunned.
The young man in front of him still had his head bowed, the burnt black finger still smoking.
A beam of light fell on his handsome face, where a sinister curve formed at the corner of his mouth.
“Hehe, Hahaha! So it is! So, I am not the Ultra-Man…”
Chen Huaian looked up at the wuzzy-bearded man, smiling, black smoke seeping between his teeth.
“I am, the Lightning Law King!”
Wuzzy-bearded man: “???”
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…
“So, the world has already collapsed, right?”
“Yes, you can understand it that way. Those mutant beasts on TV aren’t really mutants; they are demons, and there are many of them. Including several well-known paranormal events and serial murders in recent years, many were done by evil spirits and demons. Of course, there are also out-of-control resurrections.”
Outside the hotel entrance surrounded by police cars.
The wuzzy-bearded man and Chen Huaian crouched by the roadside, watching the passing vehicles and pedestrians.
“Do you smoke?”
“No.” Chen Huaian shook his head as he looked at the cigarette offered by the wuzzy-bearded man.
His mind was still in chaos, and clearly, only this man could solve it.
“I’m just a resurrection?” He pointed at himself.
“Exactly.” The wuzzy-bearded man lit a cigarette, exhaling smoke, squinting his eyes and said, “I had originally planned to make contact with you, but I hadn’t decided whether to let you know the truth of this world. Because compared to other resurrections and demons, your body is very weak, but one thing is certain: your ability to resurrect is very powerful.”
“Are you talking about the talisman?” Chen Huaian looked at his burnt palm.
He had been blown away when the talisman exploded, but for some reason, although the talisman could turn the black-furred monster rat into fragments, it didn’t turn him into fragments as well, only slightly burning his hand holding the talisman.
“Your talisman comes from a game in your phone, right?”
Chen Huaian was stunned: “Uncle, can you see that game?”
“No, I can’t see it. Only you can.” The wuzzy-bearded man shook his head, blowing out a smoke ring, and continued, “This is your companion spirit item. Only you, and must be you, can use it. No one else can control it. However, your kind of completely shielding others’ spirit items is quite rare.”
“Companion spirit item…” Chen Huaian pondered the information in the wuzzy-bearded man’s words.
From the beginning, he always thought that the changes in his body were brought about by cancer cells.
But thinking carefully, his life changed dramatically after he got the electronic girlfriend game.
Without this game, he wouldn’t have climbed Panshan.
If he hadn’t climbed Panshan, how many opportunities would he have missed?
“I know a resurrection whose ability is similar to yours.” The wuzzy-bearded man suddenly said, “His initial evaluation was Class A, Level 1, nicknamed [Divine Pen]. His companion spirit item is a pen, and the things he draws can become real objects, requiring different degrees of cost based on the logic and uniqueness of the created object, which can even cost his life at the highest level.”
His gaze fell on Chen Huaian, deepening:
“Creating something out of nothing is often the hardest. And your talismans are also created by your companion spirit item, right?”
Chen Huaian nodded, which was indeed correct.
Apart from the talisman, he also obtained an amulet, a string of spirit stones, and a plant.
No wonder he never caught that mysterious delivery person every time he rushed to the door.
In fact, there was no hacker, nor any delivery person.
These things were all created out of thin air by the companion spirit item of the electronic girlfriend game.
“So, what kind of price do you need to pay to create such a talisman?”
The wuzzy-bearded man stared intently at Chen Huaian, his eyes filled with urgency.
He needed desperately to know what price these powerful talismans would demand.
This relates to Chen Huaian’s initial classification as a resurrection and the future of the Heavenly Abode Demon-Slaying Division.
Chen Huaian and the wuzzy-bearded man locked eyes, opening his mouth to speak, then falling silent again.
Money?
He vaguely felt that this answer might not be good.
If the wuzzy-bearded man was telling the truth, the world was about to be taken over by demons and become the era of resurrections.
Then money would mean nothing to these resurrections.
If money could buy such talismans, then what difference would he be from a walking treasure chest?
What if he was dissected?
What if he was kept and forced to make talismans every day?
What if his companion spirit item was stolen?
Could the wuzzy-bearded man really be telling the truth that only he could use the companion spirit item?
Chen Huaian did not want to assume the worst about others.
But countless painful experiences in his life constantly told him—people cannot be trusted.
If people were trustworthy, he wouldn’t be living frugally on a meager pension; if people were trustworthy, his ex-girlfriend wouldn’t have cheated on him; his college roommate wouldn’t have competed with him for the poverty student quota.
So…
“The price is lifespan.”
Chen Huaian stared into the wuzzy-bearded man’s eyes.
Without blushing or stuttering, he gave such an answer.
