Chapter 64: The Reclusive Teen’s Human Card Has Begun to Charm (12)

Chapter 64: The Reclusive Teen's Human Card Has Begun to Charm (12)

Shen Han slowly withdrew his gaze.

"There are still beast waves in other cities."

Song Chuyi was puzzled.

"So?"

"I can go and deal with them." Shen Han stared straight at his lips, "If I help them solve it, will A'Chu give me a kiss?"

Song Chuyi didn't expect Shen Han to be so proactive, and immediately nodded.

"Of course!"

The corners of Shen Han's mouth curled up slightly as he responded with a "Mm-hmm."

Then Shen Han got up to make lunch. After Song Chuyi had eaten and drunk his fill, Shen Han said, "A'Chu, I'll be out for a while, wait for me."

Song Chuyi thought he was going to buy a plane ticket, so he waved his hand, "Go ahead, go ahead."

Shen Han quickly left the house, and not long after, the trending topics changed.

#Beast Wave in Hai City Ends#

#Beast Wave in Gui City Ends#

...

Several trending topics were all about the end of the beast waves, causing public suspicion.

"What's going on with this year's beast wave? It ended so quickly?"

"Yeah, is it fake news from those families? Trying to lure us ordinary people out to die?"

"No! I saw it outside the city walls! The beasts suddenly just died!"

"Heavens! The same here, they all died within seconds, piling up like mountains at the city gate. Damn, it was quite a sight."

"Was it the Bureau of Evil Suppression that acted? Did they act simultaneously in different places?"

"It doesn't seem to be the Bureau of Evil Suppression. I saw a mysterious young man kill the beasts with a wave of his hand; he wasn't wearing the Bureau's uniform."

"Mysterious young man? Who?"

"Could it be... the one I'm thinking of?"

"No way, isn't he in Lin City?"

"Why can't he go to other cities?"

"But it's been less than an hour! How did he do it?"

"Maybe he has a flying or teleportation card? If it really is him, he's truly a good person! Sob, sob, sob, my father won't have to get injured fighting beasts outside this year."

"Right, right! My brother came back early too, saying there's a shortage of people to collect the beast corpses at the city gate. He can take the collected corpses and sell them himself! My brother and I are already preparing to go collect them!"

"Damn, there's such a good thing? Those beasts can fetch a lot of money!"

"Indeed, the mysterious young man seems to not care about the beast corpses, he just disappeared after killing them. Now, people are constantly clearing the beast corpses at the city gate."

"Got to check it out where I am."

"By the way, aren't you curious about the identity of that mysterious young man?"

"Curious, but it's none of my business, making money is important, ha ha!"

"+1"

...

At first, everyone was worried about this year's beast wave. As more and more cities announced the end of their beast waves, public sentiment shifted.

Worries turned into relief and joy, and even those who had been hiding at home couldn't resist the lure of money and headed to the city gates to clear the beast corpses.

This was a great opportunity to earn money.

Online discussions went through several rounds before converging on one topic: Who is the mysterious young man?

No one could answer this question, except for Song Chuyi.

He was stunned when he saw the trending topics.

Shen Han had run to so many places in such a short time. How did he manage it?

Was it because of his second card?

But if the card's ability was teleportation, he shouldn't have been able to instantly kill the beasts.

Could he have summoned a third card?

Just as Song Chuyi was puzzled, the doorbell rang.

Thinking it was Shen Han returning, he quickly walked to the door and opened it.

"You're ba—"

Before he could finish, he realized the person ringing the doorbell was a stranger.

Prepared to speak, it was a middle-aged man who bore a three-tenths resemblance to Shen Han.

Song Chuyi, having guessed the identity of the visitor, opened his mouth with caution, “Who are you looking for?”

“I am Shen Han’s father, Shen Wen.” Shen Wen pressed his lips tightly together, his hands tightly crossed, “Is Shen Han at home?”

“He’s not here,” Song Chuyi replied, “What do you want with him?”

“I just want to talk to him.” Shen Wen explained his purpose, “There might be some misunderstandings between us.”

Song Chuyi raised an eyebrow slightly and moved aside to make room.

“Come in.”

It was time to put his E-level social skills to use!

Song Chuyi changed his defensive stance and led Shen Wen inside.

After pouring a glass of water for him, he began chatting with Shen Wen about everything under the sun.

Clearly not a gifted conversationalist, Shen Wen was easily led into revealing everything by Song Chuyi.

The more Song Chuyi listened, the more unbelievable it sounded, and he couldn’t help but ask, “You mean a God of Prophecy gave Shen Han a prophecy when he was five years old.”

“A demon appears, and all life suffers?”

Shen Wen nodded solemnly, “That’s right.”

“You ignored Shen Han’s existence because of this prophecy?”

Shen Wen pressed his lips together and slowly nodded.

Song Chuyi: …

“Don’t you have any doubts?” He asked curiously, “Humans aren’t supposed to love defying fate? Why did you believe the words of that so-called God of Prophecy?”

Shen Wen was clearly taken aback and rebutted softly, “That’s the God of Prophecy who possesses the prophecy card.”

Song Chuyi: …

“Have you never thought that the prophecy card could be wrong?”

Shen Wen looked stunned, “The prophecy card cannot be wrong.”

He repeated the phrase almost mechanically.

“The prophecy card cannot be wrong.”

Song Chuyi nearly fainted.

He finally understood what was wrong with the people in this world.

They were too reliant on cards!

To judge a person’s entire life based on an eight-character prophecy from a card—wasn’t that just like a cult?

But Song Chuyi could understand their dependence on cards. After all, the only way to kill the beasts that threatened their lives was through cards.

Even with advanced technology, they couldn’t defeat the cards.

Humans, treating cards as their only lifeline, had no choice but to trust them unconditionally, from ancient times to the present, to the point where no one questioned the cards anymore.

Song Chuyi rubbed his chin, feeling that there was something he was missing.

He thought for two seconds, came up with nothing, and then reined in his wandering thoughts, turning to Shen Wen and asking, “So why are you here today?”

“I know Xiaohan resents me and hates me.”

He suddenly pulled out a knife from behind his waist and placed it on the coffee table.

“Even if he kills me, I would have no complaints, I only ask that he spare the Shen family.”

Song Chuyi was stunned by Shen Wen’s sudden action.

Wasn’t this a bit too casual?

“Put the knife away first,” Song Chuyi said hurriedly, “He may resent and hate you, but he wouldn’t kill you.”

Shen Wen’s tone was heavy, “Why not?”

“Because he promised me he’d be a good boy~”

Song Chuyi chuckled lightly. As he spoke, the door clicked open from the outside.

Shen Han’s slender figure appeared before the two of them.