[Urban Superpowers] + [Word-Based Counterattacks] + [Growing Artifact] + [Mystery and Twists] + [Single Female Lead]
“You'll have to let go in a moment.”
After the man spoke, Chen Ming's fingers around the metal rod really did loosen, one by one.
Those words floated before his eyes. Black lettering, with the final stroke seemingly traced over and over.
Four thousand yuan for the old iron box his father left behind. He refused to sell it. Eight thousand, and he still refused.
Now the other man was planning to take it by force.
Chen Ming gripped the man's wrist with all his might and clenched the rod in his other hand.
He stared at the line of text before him, desperately trying to push back against it.
This time, it was the other man who let go.
The price was double vision, a churning stomach, and nearly losing his grip on the rod.
He'd come to fix a cabinet, hoping to earn two thousand yuan, but stumbled into a world where people could decide someone else's fate with a single sentence.
And those people recognized the iron box his father had left behind.
Fifteen years ago, a fire broke out at Baiqiao Sanatorium. His father got eight children out, then went back inside and never came out.
In a recording, he was still telling them:
“Once you're outside, count again. Don't leave a single one behind.”
Chen Ming had always believed the last person had died in the fire too.
Until he discovered that person was still alive.
Keep it first haha