After sleeping until the next afternoon, Zhou Chuan, who had recovered his strength, was awakened by the sound of a door opening.
He opened his eyes dazedly and glanced at the window, only to see that it was still grey outside.
There was another drizzle, falling on the old poplar tree in the center of the community, making a rustling sound that made people sleepy.
Zhou Chuan, who was almost about to close his eyes again, couldn't help but pat his cheeks lightly, forced himself to cheer up, and walked into the living room.
"Dad, you're back?"
Looking at his father lying on the sofa with a tired look on his face, Zhou Chuan quickly poured a cup of hot water and placed it on the coffee table.
"Your school doesn't have classes today?"
Seeing his son still at home at this time, Zhou Cheng was stunned at first, then he smiled: "It's good to take a break for two days. Why are you so tense? Combine work and rest! Dad will take you to eat barbecue later!" As he said that, he drank the water handed to him by his son.
For some reason, he always felt that his son seemed to have grown up a lot in the past few days. Except for his immature face that still looked a bit like a child, his behavior, manners and speech were like an adult who had walked out of the ivory tower for a long time.
Such growth also makes him feel gratified.
"Dad, you've been tired for two days. Take a break today. We'll find a place to have a drink tomorrow at noon." Zhou Chuan said with a smile, and then said, "By the way, Dad, did your mission go smoothly this time?"
Perhaps because of Zhou Chuan's mature behavior these days, Zhou Cheng finally stopped treating him like a child and began to talk about his work troubles: "Same old, when will that so-called 'god' not come to hang out on our sea surface?"
Zhou Cheng rubbed his temples and sighed, "She came and left, and at most it would rain for two days, so the impact wasn't that big. The main thing is that once she showed up, there would be undead riots in the surrounding cities, and we couldn't kill them all..."
"We all work in shifts. Whoever is exhausted goes home to rest for a day, and others take over..."
As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something and took out a plastic bag from his mind. Dozens of materials were scattered inside like worthless things.
"Son, I saw in the parents' group that the school wants you to participate in a competition organized by the province. You can practice with these materials first. If you need them, just tell dad. They are always available!"
"Dad, do you guys own all the spoils from this mission?"
"Yes, it doesn't matter to us operators. The main thing is those retail investors who come to help. We can't let them work for nothing. The association specially prepared some benefits for them, and we also benefited from it."
"Is that so..." Zhou Chuan nodded slightly, looking at the materials in the plastic bag. A new card-making idea suddenly popped up in his mind, but whether it was feasible or not, he still had to do an experiment: "Dad, are you still short of volunteers for this operation? Count me in!"
"Son, what did you say?" Zhou Cheng frowned, a little confused.
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Baihu City Suburban Park.
As evening approached, it became cloudy and rainy with a chilly wind.
Zhou Cheng and his son each rode a white-quality ghost-faced black mastiff mount, galloping on the main road of the park, and soon approached the battlefield beside the central lake.
Under the dark clouds, one can see countless ghost shadows at a glance.
This army of undead was rushing towards the city, and their sharp roars were deafening even a mile away.
Zhou Chuanyuan looked at all this and felt as if a vast ocean of anger was surging in his heart.
For a week, he had been enjoying the customs and practices of this parallel world from the perspective of a high school student. It was not until today that he finally saw the true face of the ghost under this beautiful painted skin...
"Don't be fooled by the big shots of those little brats. They are actually not very resilient. Otherwise, Baihu would have been gone long ago."
Zhou Cheng said softly, turning to look at his son, but he could not find a trace of fear on the other's face, but rather some... excitement
Just as he was about to continue speaking, a voice suddenly came from far away, along with the river wind: "Old Zhou, why are you back again? Didn't I tell you to go back and rest first?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man with stubble came over on a majestic black horse and said hello to Zhou Chuan: "Xiao Chuan is here too."
"Uncle Chen, here!" Zhou Chuan greeted his father's good friend with a smile and handed him a thermos.
Mr. Chen was not polite either. He drank half a pot of boiled water, and the fatigue on his face finally disappeared a little: "Thank you, nephew."
"It's okay." Zhou Chuan said with a smile.
At this time, Zhou Cheng suddenly took over the conversation and said in a surprised tone: "Hey, Lao Chen, how did you guess so accurately? That's right! Your eldest nephew made a new card and insisted that I bring him over to try it out! Well, kids just like to show off!"
"I didn't say anything."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen looked at his old partner in confusion, not knowing what was wrong with the other party today.
It took me a few seconds to realize that it was this old kid who wanted to show off, and I won't let you succeed!
But just when he was about to speak, Zhou Cheng said quietly, "I didn't expect you, an old man, could tell the truth! Yes, your nephew made a purple card, he's quite clever!"
"Purple card?"
Mr. Chen was so shocked that his voice changed. He subconsciously denied it in his heart, but looking at his old friend who was grinning almost from ear to ear, he had to accept this reality!
The child I have watched grow up turns out to be a genius!
"Ahem." Old Chen swallowed and forced himself to suppress his excitement.
A middle-aged operator happened to be leaving his post at this time. He immediately sat down next to the operator and turned around and said in surprise: "Wow, Old Wu, how did you know that my nephew just made a purple card? Yes, 18 years old! You are well-informed!"
The middle-aged operator called Lao Wu was about to speak when Zhou Cheng suddenly appeared, sat on the other side of him, and laughed with Lao Chen. The park was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.
Seeing this, Zhou Chuan, who was alone and disheveled in the wind, could only smile helplessly, wrapped his coat around him, and ran straight to the command tent temporarily built by the operators.
"Ogawa is here."
The operators who appeared here were all Zhou Cheng's colleagues, and they all had a good impression of Zhou Chuan, the younger generation who had been sensible since childhood.
After hearing the purpose of his visit, a position was immediately vacated for him to experiment.
Zhou Chuan was not polite either. He immediately took out Black Impermanence from the card space and made it appear with a thought.
Due to the limitation of his mental strength, Hei Wuchang is currently unable to exert his full strength in his hands. However, the moment he appears, there is still an invisible wave that sweeps across the entire venue like a hurricane.
The army of undead, which had originally looked crazy and unafraid of death, also stopped at this moment and stared at the black robe floating in the air and the soul-catching chain moving in the wind.
A hint of human fear suddenly emerged in those lifeless eyes at the same time.
The operators present were also shocked by this scene. Even with their experience and knowledge, it was the first time they had seen such a scene.
Zhou Chuan couldn't help but feel his heart pounding.
This battle is not just his experiment, but also the long-dormant Chinese gods returning to the world stage again to announce their return to the world!