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"It's okay, Old Li, you must hold on!"
Old Li looked at me and nodded with difficulty.
After the accident, the atmosphere on the construction site became unusually oppressive, and the workers were discussing the incident.
"Have you heard? When Old Li was injured, someone heard a strange sound."
"I heard that too. The sound was like someone was cursing us."
"Do you think it could be the work of a Vengeful Spirit?"
"Don't scare me; I don't want to be the next Old Li."
Listening to these discussions, I felt a sense of unease.
Could it really be the power of a Vengeful Spirit at play?
In the following period, various strange occurrences frequently happened on the construction site.
Workers often heard odd noises at night while trying to sleep, as if someone was whispering.
Even more bizarre, strange markings began to appear on the site for no reason, resembling some ancient runes.
Whenever these markings appeared, they were accompanied by minor accidents. Although none were serious, they were enough to instill panic among the workers.
During the subsequent investigation, I discovered something surprising.
There seems to be a connection between the Vengeful Spirit Power and the ancient tomb.
Whenever the Vengeful Spirit Power manifests, the seal of the tomb loosens slightly.
Although I still do not know the specific reasons behind this, this discovery undoubtedly provides me with a new direction for my investigation.
However, before I could continue my inquiry, a more serious incident occurred at the construction site.
That night, the workers were working overtime when suddenly, a fierce wind swept through the site, kicking up dust and debris, making it impossible to see.
"What’s going on? Is a storm coming?"
"I feel something is off; everyone should find a place to take cover."
The workers huddled together, waiting for the strange wind to pass.
At that moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared before them. It was completely black, its features indistinguishable, but it emanated a strong aura of resentment.
"Ah! It's the Vengeful Spirit! The Vengeful Spirit is here!"
"Help! I don't want to die here!"
The workers shouted in panic and scattered in all directions.
However, the Vengeful Spirit did not give them a chance to escape. It spread its arms wide, and countless black mist swirled around it, chasing after the workers.
Once the black mist catches up to the workers, they let out a scream and fall to the ground in agony.
Watching the workers drop one by one, I felt an overwhelming sense of urgency.
"Everyone, listen to me! We must unite and fight against this monster together, or we will all die here!"
I shouted loudly, trying to rally the workers.
"Why should we trust you? You're just an outsider!"
"Yeah, why should we listen to you?"
The workers clearly did not trust me; they questioned my decisions, and some even considered escaping.
"Although I am an outsider, I am also thinking of everyone's safety," I said while dodging the attacks of the black mist, striving to persuade the workers.
"The power of this Vengeful Spirit is beyond our imagination. Only by coming together do we have any hope of survival!"
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