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"Old Xiao, your words are contradictory. You and Song Guilong don't want me to approach the Eternal Gate, yet you want me to bring the Antimatter Bomb down. Can't you find anyone else for this task, or is my ability the only one that can handle it?"
"I'm sorry, I just received this information. In the Rubble Forest, I only learned about it when Song Guilong told me. According to his plan, my priority was to return to the Ground and stop you from coming down. I delayed things; I was trying to find my team members and got sidetracked."
Xiao Guolin spoke with regret and helplessness. "The only chance we have now is for you to return along the route I took. I've dug many footholds in the cliff to make climbing easier; you should be able to go back with Xiao Ting. Trust me, I won't harm you, nor will I harm my daughter."
I believed that Xiao Guolin wouldn't harm Xiao Ting, so if he insisted on having me take her back, it meant he had no ill intentions toward me. However, I did trust Tang Yumo's precognitive abilities, even though they seemed a bit far-fetched since they only applied to me.
But during the incident in Zhenfeng County, she had known in advance that I would appear at that teahouse and had ambushed me there; that was definitely not a coincidence. She indeed had precognitive abilities, without a doubt.
This made me scrutinize my own abilities more closely. The Hakka People's assessment of my troublesome ability had already been overturned by Song Guilong. Yet Song Guilong hadn't informed Xiao Guolin about the true nature of an Awakener's abilities, which left me dissatisfied with my understanding of him.
The Hakka People's evaluation of my abilities was not only absurd but also difficult to verify. Unless I destroyed the Eternal Gate here, this ridiculous superpower would forever remain an unknown.
If Song Guilong could provide a range for an Awakener's superpowers, I could attempt to verify it. That would help determine who was deceiving me.
At present, I couldn't do anything; I couldn't ascertain who was lying to me or whom I should trust. I focused intently on unraveling useful clues from the tangled information.
After a moment of contemplation, I asked Xiao Guolin, "Why did Song Guilong only tell you now that I can't come down? He has conveyed messages to you and Cao Mingzhe countless times through dreams before."
I thought he must not have sent similar messages before; otherwise, you wouldn't have left the Antimatter Bomb for me to bring down.
Why has he been concealing this information until he finally met you? Don't you find that suspicious?"
Xiao Guolin sighed. "The one who used to convey information to me wasn't Song Guilong."
I was taken aback and asked urgently, "Not... then who is it?"
Xiao Guolin looked at me without answering.
I grew more anxious and furrowed my brow as I pressed on, "How can you be sure this person isn't Song Guilong? Did Song Guilong tell you?"
Xiao Guolin still said nothing but shook his head expressionlessly.
"They're not in immediate danger but can't engage in any strenuous activities; it seems... it will be difficult for them to return."
Suddenly, Jack's voice came from behind me. I turned around and saw Jack standing there. He looked surprised and slightly shocked as he glanced between me and Xiao Guolin.
I thought my expression must have startled Jack. My emotions were a bit out of control.
"What's wrong?" Jack asked me.
I maintained a serious face. "Exchanging information. But it's all bad news."
"There is one good piece of news," Xiao Guolin's voice chimed in from behind me.
Just moments ago, I had been standing face to face with Xiao Guolin in front of a metal door, and Jack had come over to stand directly behind me. The three of us were almost in a straight line.
I didn't want to be their messenger, so I stepped aside to form a triangle among the three of us. Lying on the ground in the middle was Vietnamese A San.
As I introduced them, both of them nodded symbolically. They were familiar with each other’s names from the story I had shared with the other party, so they weren't strangers.
Xiao Guolin nodded at Jack. "The good news is there is a way to the Ground. Although the path is difficult, there are still some of you who can make it. There is hope to leave here alive."
Jack's eyes lit up for a moment, but Xiao Guolin teasingly gestured for me to speak. I reluctantly relayed the information Xiao Guolin had shared with me to Jack.
How could I not feel frustrated? I stepped aside precisely to avoid being their messenger. Being a messenger and a punching bag was the most annoying thing.
"The Awakener's ability isn't to destroy the Eternal Gate! Do you believe that? What do you think the Awakener's ability is?" In the end, I couldn't help but vent my frustrations.
Jack shook his head and glanced at Xiao Guolin. "I believe."
That made me angry. What kind of nonsense was that? Shaking his head while believing.
It was obvious that the American Guy was intimidated by Xiao Guolin's presence. He and Fatty had let Cao Mingzhe take a beating, and I knew that would leave a psychological scar, but I didn't expect it to be this severe, extending even to Xiao Guolin.
"What do you mean? Nodding means yes and shaking your head means no. You shake your head while believing—who are you trying to fool?"
Jack paused for a moment and smiled wryly. "Zhang, you misunderstood. When I shake my head, it means I'm uncertain about the Awakener's ability, but I believe your ability isn't to destroy the Eternal Gate; that idea is too... unreliable. If opening the Eternal Gate counts as a superpower, then I agree your superpower is opening the Eternal Gate—at least at The Eternal Gate of the Hakka People, you've proven it with facts."
Jack's reminder suddenly sparked a thought in my mind—a terrifying idea emerged in my consciousness. Could it be that Song Guilong truly controlled this Eternal Gate? The real reason he wouldn't let me approach it was that I possessed the ability to open it.
He feared that I would unlock the Eternal Gate and take his power away from him. If that were true, then all of Song Guilong's strange behaviors would make sense.
Thinking of this, I immediately turned my face towards Xiao Guolin, staring at him as I asked, "Is it possible that my superpower is to open the Eternal Gate, and he doesn't want me getting close to it?"
Xiao Guolin lowered his head. I could tell he was pondering this question, seemingly nervous or agitated; I noticed the veins on either side of his forehead suddenly throbbed violently for a moment.
After a moment, Xiao Guolin raised his head and let out an emotionally charged growl, "Damn it!"
He looked at me anxiously and admitted, "I have to acknowledge that this possibility exists."
I saw his face tighten and twist severely at those words; he must have been very angry or excited. In any case, he had lost the calmness and composure he had just moments ago.
"If this possibility exists, then Song Guilong's words are all unreliable. At the very least, we can't act according to his line of thinking," I urged Xiao Guolin while the iron was hot.
Xiao Guolin fell silent.
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