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I shook my head, unable to understand his thoughts. Just thinking about such things felt dangerous, let alone actually doing them. That said, everyone knows that those who suffer misfortune from buying cursed items do so because of their greed. But who can truly control their desires? If one could, they would no longer be human; they would have truly become a Buddha.
According to Azan Menta, this mine is undoubtedly the most dangerous place in the world. The power there not only ensnares souls but seems to also drain people's vital energy. Previously, a few Ajan with weaker artifacts were unable to protect themselves fully, resulting in damage to their physical vitality. The skin I saw hanging down and filled with wrinkles was a manifestation of this.
On top of the mental fear, the Azhans rested for two full days before entering the mine again.
Before this, Second Uncle had suggested to me that he wanted to leave alone first. Of course, I would not agree; he was risking his life to earn money while I just ran away—what kind of sense did that make? I told him, "Aren't you treating me like your son? As the saying goes, brothers fight tigers together and fathers and sons go into battle together. Wherever you are, I will be there too. If you are going to die here, at least you won’t be alone; someone will be with you."
Second Uncle smiled bitterly and said, "If the old man finds out, he will definitely skin me alive!"
I laughed heartily and said, "By then, he will surely be holding you in pain; how could he bear to skin you?"
During the second entry into the mine, the Azhans were fully prepared. As soon as they entered, they took out their artifacts one after another. Many even crafted some new ones during these two days; although their power was not strong, they could still serve a purpose. Additionally, they had always suspected that the power within the mine adjusted according to one's own magical strength. So once inside, they all tried to restrain their powers as much as possible.
As an ordinary person at this moment, I felt an inexplicable sense of superiority...
This time, the Mine Owners dared not follow us inside at all. They gave Second Uncle a surveillance camera and said they would provide logistical support outside; if needed, they would send people for assistance at any time!
This was definitely a way to fool someone; if something really happened, they would guarantee to run faster than anyone else—how could they possibly send people in to risk their lives? But since the employers said so, Second Uncle couldn’t openly contradict them and clipped the camera onto his clothing. When I turned around and saw those Mine Owners fleeing from the entrance like they were escaping a disaster, I scoffed and said, "I wonder which fool said that fifty percent profit can drive people crazy and one hundred percent profit can make people risk their lives. I see that the profit from this jade is at least one thousand or even ten thousand percent; yet I don’t see them risking their lives."
Second Uncle chuckled and said, "Who isn’t a fool? Knowing full well that it might lead to death yet still coming in—how brainless is that? Besides, their one hundred percent refers to a certain type of business; it's a broader concept."
"I think you're pretty foolish yourself," I replied.
"Second Uncle" shook his head with a smile and said, "Aren't you the same?"
We exchanged smiles, and it made us feel much lighter inside.
Everyone fears death, but if one knows the reason for their death and believes that it is valuable and willingly accepts it, then the fear of death diminishes significantly. Clearly, both "Second Uncle" and I belonged to this category.
Ahead of us, "Ajan" walked cautiously, taking each step lightly as if afraid of disturbing something. I asked "Second Uncle," "Do you think this is reliable?"
"Second Uncle" shook his head, saying he didn't know either. But since we had already made up our minds to do it, we shouldn't overthink it. After all, we just needed to give "Mine Owner" an answer and then leave.
Soon after, that pressure descended upon us again; we must have entered the influence range of the jade. The "Azhans" became even more cautious, moving slowly and even breathing more gently. I dared not speak to "Second Uncle" anymore and focused on the back of the "Azhans," hoping to catch any abnormalities in their every move.
Perhaps the preparations of the "Azhans" had enough effect; as we approached the jade, they did not exhibit any anomalies like they did the first time. Moreover, this time we were closer to our destination.
They did not look directly at the jade but instead searched around and observed. There were traces left by workers collecting ore around the jade. From the cracks and surface pits, it was evident that this piece of jade was embedded in the mountain. Furthermore, it was likely that what we saw was only a part of it. This discovery drove the "Mine Owners," who were monitoring through cameras, nearly insane.
Just this large piece before us made them reckless; if there were even larger pieces, it was unimaginable what these people would think.
Some "Ajan" attempted to touch the mountain body near the jade and felt a peculiar vibration, like a human heart beating. Of course, that was impossible; if a mountain had a heart, it would be a monster. Myanmar is not a continent; there are no such myths or legends here. The "Azhans" speculated that this might be some kind of force operating within the mountain, producing natural feedback.
In other words, the pressure they felt actually existed over a vast area. However, only this section had been mined so far, which allowed them to perceive it clearly.
Such a discovery sounded astonishing but was not particularly useful in practice. After several hours of exploration, we had not found any valuable clues. "Second Uncle" frowned; results like this would certainly not satisfy the "Mine Owners." The approach of the "Azhans" was too conservative; although they remained present, they were very cautious in their hearts. If this continued, it would only waste time unnecessarily.
Second Uncle had no choice but to gather everyone together and tell them that a detailed explanation was necessary! If it was just a matter of tapping and probing the geology, and casually finding a few professional geologists, why did they need to hire you? Since you are here to take this money, stop thinking about life and death all the time. I'm just an ordinary person here with you, yet you all act like scared women?
Azhans felt somewhat awkward from his blunt reprimand, and some people showed displeasure on their faces, but Second Uncle paid them no mind. You want to take money without doing any work? I damn well want that too! If you want to make money, then get your spirits up and use your skills; there may be places in this world where you can take advantage, but it certainly isn't at the expense of the Shen Family!
After a lecture, Azhans gathered around the jade again, observing it closely. Second Uncle and I stood behind them, ready for any "rescue" at a moment's notice.
I looked carefully at the piece of jade. Azhans said that its color would change. But whether it was the first or second time I looked, my eyes were almost blurred, and I couldn't see where it had changed. No matter how I looked at it, it seemed just the same as before.
At that moment, an Ajan approached Second Uncle and said a few words. Second Uncle nodded and asked Mine Owner through the microphone on his clothing if anyone had ever come into contact with that piece of jade.
The Mine Owners nodded and said there had been. Second Uncle then asked what happened to those who had come into contact with it.
The Mine Owners hesitated for a moment before not answering immediately. How sharp-witted is Second Uncle! If you want to deceive him, you'd better train for a few hundred years. From the hesitation of the Mine Owners, he deduced the outcome and said, "They all died, right?"
Once those words were out, the Mine Owners naturally could not continue to hide the truth and had to admit that it was indeed so. I then realized that just to extract these pieces of jade in front of us, they had paid with the lives of dozens of people. Whether they personally used tools for mining or operated machines from a distance, anyone who came into direct or indirect contact with the jade had died without exception.
With a cold smile on his face but still maintaining a calm tone, Second Uncle demanded that the Mine Owners explain in detail how those workers died.
The Mine Owners couldn't provide clear answers either and had to find some people to inquire further. By the time they got back with answers, over twenty minutes had passed. They said that those workers died under strange circumstances; first they were dazed, then they screamed loudly, and finally their bodies exploded in various places. What was incomprehensible was that among these deceased workers, some high-quality jade was found inside their bodies—some in their mouths, some in their organs, and others ejected with their blood.
After hearing all the details, Second Uncle relayed this information to Ajan. Many Ajan gathered around to discuss this matter for quite some time.
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