Atlas of Heaven and Earth-Chapter 240: Handling

Old Qi went back into the cluttered shacks again and returned with two people shortly after.

Walking in front was a tall and sturdy man, about thirty-five or six years old, with a seemingly shrewd little guy beside him. Both of them had obvious Implants.

Especially the strong man, who was only wearing a vest on his upper body. It was obvious from his bare shoulders and one arm that they were implanted limbs. Given the weather, such attire indicated a foundation in Martial Combat.

As they approached, they sized up Chen Chuan with cautious and vigilant eyes.

"This is the person you said could solve the problem?" The little guy seemed very dissatisfied when he saw Chen Chuan. "So young? Can he handle it?"

The strong man didn't say anything, just stared straight at Chen Chuan.

Old Qi said casually, "We agreed in advance that if we can't solve it, we won't charge a fee. What are you worried about? If you don't want us to do it, we'll leave immediately. You can wait slowly. The reward you're offering isn't much; it won't be your turn for ten days or half a month."

The little guy wanted to say something, but a large hand pressed on his shoulder, stopping him from speaking. The strong man looked at Chen Chuan and said, "I believe him."

The little guy said in surprise, "Brother Chong..."

The strong man looked at Chen Chuan and said, "This matter is in your hands, young man."

Chen Chuan nodded.

Old Qi reacted quickly and immediately led the way. "Little Chen, come with me. It's this house."

The little guy watched the two of them walk over and turned to ask, "Brother Chong, do you trust them?" He didn't understand why Brother Chong, who had been on his side just a moment ago, had changed his attitude so quickly.

Brother Chong said, "I've trained at the martial arts gym and can recognize that that young man is at least a Second Limit Martial Artist..." Seeing that the little guy was a bit confused, he added an explanation.

"He's about the level of our gym's director."

The little guy understood now. "Brother Chong, are you saying that that young man is as good as Director Jin?"

He was a bit skeptical and surprised. He had seen the director in action; he could knock down a wall with a gentle push and move a car with a casual hook of his foot.

Brother Chong had seen the world. He said, "There's nothing strange about it. Talented people are like that. And it's easy for such people to make money. There's no need for them to be polite to us here."

The little guy was convinced by these words. With such skills, there was indeed no need to deceive them. Teaching martial arts would earn them more than this, and even if they robbed them outright, they wouldn't be able to resist.

At this moment, Old Qi led Chen Chuan to the front of the house. Chen Chuan glanced at Second Self, stopped, and said, "Old Qi, don't go any further. I'll go by myself. You go back and wait for me."

Old Qi said okay and added, "I'll wait for you where I was before."

Chen Chuan nodded and walked to the front of the shack. He knocked on the door, but there was no sound from inside.

Feeling the fading signs coming from Second Self, he said, "Xiaoman, you should be able to hear me. I'm the person your neighbor elders have invited to resolve this matter. Can you let me see the situation? I think this matter may not require burning your brother's body."

After waiting for a while, a voice came from behind the door: "You're not lying to me?"

Chen Chuan said, "In fact, burning your brother's body is not a good idea, because your brother's body may not be able to be burned at all. I need to see it to know the specifics."

After waiting for a few minutes, the door was opened a crack, and a pair of eyes scrutinized him, then looked outside. Seeing that he was alone, the door was opened a bit wider. "Come in."

Chen Chuan walked inside. In front of him was a thin young man with dark circles under his eyes, looking nervous and holding a pistol in his hand.

Chen Chuan didn't care. At this moment, he suddenly saw more intense fading signs appearing on one side of Second Self's body. He turned to look at the closet on the side and asked, "What's in there?"

Xiaoman said, "Nothing, just a few clothes I usually wear."

Chen Chuan walked over and opened the door. Xiaoman was stunned because there was a mannequin inside, but the mannequin was wearing his brother's clothes, looking very similar to his brother at first glance.

"This is..."

Xiaoman was a bit dazed because he didn't remember having this thing at home.

Chen Chuan said, "Xiaoman, you buried your brother, right?"

Xiaoman nodded vigorously.

Chen Chuan looked at him: "Go look again, is your brother in there?"

Xiaoman was startled. He suddenly felt a bit terrified and bewildered, hurriedly picked up a shovel from the wall, and ran to the backyard. Soon, the sound of digging, accompanied by panting, could be heard.

Chen Chuan stood still. If things were as he guessed, then he couldn't directly participate; Xiaoman had to do it himself.

More than ten minutes later, a cry of surprise came from the yard.

Chen Chuan followed the sound and saw Xiaoman kneeling by a pit, the shovel thrown aside. Xiaoman was still groping around inside. "Where's my brother, where's my brother..." He looked at Chen Chuan angrily, pointing and saying, "You, was it you, was it you who dug up my brother?"

Chen Chuan said patiently, "Calm down. If someone dug up your brother, there would be no need to come and find me."

Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, then he stood up and turned around in place, anxiously saying, "Then where's my brother, where did my brother go?"

Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "Do you want to hear the real answer?"

"I want to hear it, I want to hear it, tell me quickly!" Xiaoman looked anxious.

Chen Chuan said, "According to the records, your brother died in a gang conflict ten days ago. You received and confirmed this news the next day, but three days later, you found your brother alive again? Is that right?"

Xiaoman nodded.

Chen Chuan said, "On the third day, where did you find your brother?"

"At home," Xiaoman said.

Chen Chuan nodded and looked at Xiaoman, saying, "Then did your brother's gang members send his body back?"

Xiaoman's hands trembled.

Chen Chuan nodded, saying, "It seems not. Your brother's body was not sent back, so what you saw was not your brother, it was always just what you saw just now." He looked at the closet opposite, and the mannequin inside.

Xiaoman shouted, "Impossible, impossible, that's my brother, I can tell the difference..."

Chen Chuan had actually seen similar things, such as the puppet that replaced Bureau Chief Lei's son. But there was a difference in essence. That one was to confuse people's Spirit Senses, while this one was a truly existing Supernatural Entity.

However, the two people's emotions towards their loved ones were the same.

He said slowly, "Because your brother didn't come back, you didn't believe he was dead, still hoping that he would come back alive one day, and then, "he' appeared, "he' replaced your brother.

But "he' is not real after all. Your brother's body may have always been outside. Perhaps you should inquire about it, instead of facing a fake one."

Xiaoman was full of tears, looking up at him and saying, "Big brother, is what you said true?"

Chen Chuan said seriously, "Xiaoman, you are very smart, you should know that what I said is not wrong."

Xiaoman suddenly became a little at a loss, but after a while, he wiped the tears and snot from his face with his hand, looked up and asked, "Then big brother, what should I do, about this..." He pointed to the closet.

Chen Chuan said, "Just bury it. This is a Supernatural Entity. Although you are fine for now, if this thing exists for a long time, everyone will die because of the Supernatural Entity, including you, but perhaps you will be the last one."

Xiaoman trembled all over, suddenly a little nervous: "But, but what I buried before was it..."

"That's because you saw it as your brother before. You didn't really want it to leave you, so even if you buried it, it would still be by your side."

Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "And now you know, confirming that it is not your brother, only you can bury it with your own hands, then this Supernatural Entity will disappear. Others can't do it, and there is no way to deal with it."

Xiaoman straightened his weak chest and said, "If that's the case, then I'll do it." He ran over, carried the mannequin out, and then struggled to move it towards the backyard.

Chen Chuan didn't help, because this was caused by Xiaoman, so if he wanted to solve it, only Xiaoman could solve it; he couldn't interfere.

In fact, if Xiaoman also died, this Supernatural Entity might have a certain possibility of being lifted. If this matter has not been dealt with, it is difficult to say whether it will evolve to this step later.

But this is not a good way. Since this Supernatural Entity is playing the role of Xiaoman's brother, if Xiaoman really dies, it is likely to cause even bigger problems.

Moreover, this mannequin would not appear here for no reason. Xiaoman had never seen it before. It seemed that Xiaoman's brother brought it back.

What did he bring this thing back for?

He recalled the appearance of the mannequin and couldn't help but think of a possibility, but there was no point in pursuing this now.

He waited for a while, and as the sound of shoveling soil came from the backyard, the fading signs on Second Self's body gradually weakened.

He dealt with Supernatural Entities to stimulate Mutated Tissue, but it also depended on the type of Supernatural Entity. This type of Supernatural Entity could not be captured, and this Supernatural Entity's Influence on the outside world was not strong at present, otherwise the people outside would not be able to live now, so he didn't think too much.

After a long time, Xiaoman came out covered in mud. His emotions seemed much more stable. He said to Chen Chuan, "Big brother, I have buried it, is it okay now?"

Chen Chuan said, "It's okay, Xiaoman, you did a good job."

Xiaoman said, "Big brother, thank you."

Chen Chuan patted his young shoulders and said, "Xiaoman, you are very brave, let's go out and tell them that the matter has been resolved."

"Okay!"

Brother Chong and others and Old Qi had been waiting outside for more than an hour, but there was still no movement inside. The little guy kept muttering, "Is it going to work?"

Old Qi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, but on the surface, he looked confident, but this was not entirely pretense. After all, Chen Chuan was a Wuyi student, and he had personally seen the latter's skills, so there should be nothing wrong.

"The door is open!" The little guy shouted.

Chen Chuan stood behind Xiaoman and walked out with the latter. He looked at Old Qi and nodded. Old Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaoman walked to Brother Chong and said apologetically: "Uncle Chong, Brother Ding, and Aunt Hua, I'm sorry everyone."

The little guy said, "Hey, Xiaoman, don't say that, your brother took good care of us when he was around, we can understand your feelings, it's just..."

Xiaoman wiped his nose and said, "Brother Ding, big brother has already told me, that's not my brother, I won't Influence everyone anymore."

Chen Chuan said, "The Anomaly situation has been dealt with. You can wait a few days to confirm before paying the Commission."

"No need."

Brother Chong said solemnly, "Xiaoman was able to come out with you, we believe you."

Old Qi came out at the right time, "So, everyone, are we going to do as we said just now?"

Brother Chong said, "It should be." He instructed the little guy, "Xiao Ding, give them the rest of the reward."

Xiao Ding muttered, took out a stack of money from his lower back and handed it over. At Old Qi's request, they raised cash this time, so there was no platform, and the transaction data could not be found.

Old Qi took it over and counted it, confirming that the number was correct, and then remembered something, and reminded them:

"Remember, don't try to get the money back that you sent to the Commission platform, you can't get it back, then you will be in trouble, and I may be in trouble, I'm leaving."

Chen Chuan nodded to everyone, and nodded slightly to Xiaoman, and left with Old Qi. After a while, they got into the car and returned the way they came.

Chen Chuan then took out a small notebook and a pen, thought for a while, and wrote "Emotional Sustenance" on it. This was his habit. He would record the Supernatural Entities he encountered and then organize them into files like Cheng Zitong.

Old Qi was also very happy at this time. Although the money this time was not much, it proved Chen Chuan's ability, and he could take more Commissions in the future. He said, "Little Chen, you get seven and I get three, do you think it's appropriate?"

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Chen Chuan said, "Let's split it evenly."

Remuneration is very important, but relatively speaking, if Supernatural Entities can be used by him, it is more important than making money. After all, if Supernatural Entities can stimulate Mutated Tissue, then the Drugs saved are enough to offset these remunerations.

Old Qi thought for a while and said solemnly: "To be honest with you, Little Chen, I am very short of money now, so I will shamelessly agree, I will find a way to pay you back in the future... Well, where to now?"

Chen Chuan said, "It's getting late, I'll go back to the Academy first."

"Okay, I'll take you back."

Less than half an hour after they left, an armed Off-road vehicle slowly drove over and stopped at the entrance of the slum.

A man in a halo suit with his hair standing on end asked, "Is this the place?"

"That's right, this is the place on the Commission."

"This broken place, Big Chen, go down and solve it quickly, I have to go back for dinner."

"Yes."

The car door opened, and a man with a sinister face and a baseball cap got out of the car. He was carrying a knife in his hand and walked towards the house where Xiaoman lived.