C49 (2/2)

After leaving the villa area, I found a secluded place to call the insurance company that my car had been stolen. Halfway through the call, I suddenly made a call. Looking at the unfamiliar number, I guessed that it was the person who attacked me today. I wanted to see what kind of tricks the other party was playing, so I pressed the answer button. He had originally thought it would be a classic brain-damaged dialogue, like, ”Why did you touch a single hair of my underling? Or maybe you're lucky today, but you can't hide from me for past fifteen years. Let's see what happens.” But the voice coming out of the phone is a voice I would never have dreamed of.

Monkey, how have you been?

When I see the Manager Qian later, the first thing I will do is not to hug him, shake his hand or ask him why he isn't dead. As I drove, I wanted to beat him up and let myself get through the year with a great deal of guilt.

However, when I saw him, I immediately gave up on this idea. His transformation was truly too great. Although the original Manager Qian couldn't be considered as 100% male, but at least he was spirited. However, there were a few coin sized dark spots on his face, as if his entire face was burned by someone's cigar. It was also visible on the neck, as well as on the skin that was not covered by the collar.

”You're not dead? Why the fuck didn't you contact me? Do you know how many times I've scolded myself this year? What's wrong with your face? ” I replaced the combo punch with the problem of continuous beads.

”It's a long story,” Manager Qian waved his hand and called the waiter to order two cups of coffee.

I waved my watch in front of him and said, ”Then let's start from the beginning slowly. Big brother has plenty of time.”

”Remember when Toby mentioned the Supernatural Hunting Group that belongs to the Pentagon?”

”I know. After we left the oasis, we even met up with them, but they are in the sky and we are underground.”

”They saved me before the oasis was destroyed. I am now one of them too.” Manager Qian paused, waiting for the waiter with the coffee to leave and continued.

”They saved you? I clearly saw that your heartbeat has stopped? ”

”That sun created by the Maya people pulled me back from the brink of death. I am one in ten thousand …” The Manager Qian said with a tone of half luck and half self-mockery.

I've heard Toby say that 99.99 percent of people die on the spot, and 0.01 percent of people go into a diseased state. What do you mean?

Manager Qian undid the buttons on his shirt to let me see that there were some dark black stains on his chest and abdomen. He said, ”That's right, you saw these scars, they were all caused by muscle tissue death afterwards, and his hair had almost fallen out. The military's medical experts treated me for six months straight.” He took off his hat and showed me the top of his hair. The whole thing was a chemo patient.

”Ai, brother, you must have suffered a lot. No matter what, it's good that you're alive.” My eyes are a little watery.

”Alive? Do you know why I didn't tell you? I only have two months left, ”Manager Qian's words almost made me jump.

”What?” ”Fuck, what kind of joke is this?” As I was shouting so loudly, the waiter came over to say something. Seeing that my eyes were red and ready to eat, he hastily cleared away the other tables.

Manager Qian made a pressing gesture to calm down, but how could I remain calm?

”The density of my bones is increasing, as is my muscles. The experts say that they have begun to affect the blood vessels. If we continue …” ”This, this, this, it can't be …” I found it hard to believe, and began to mutter incoherently.

Manager Qian laughed. At this time, I saw a lot of familiar things, I saw the open-minded and optimistic Manager Qian's shadow back then. Although there were some scars on his face that were the size of coins, it made people feel uncomfortable when they smiled. He held out his right hand in a gesture of handshake, but from the way it looked, I knew it was meant to be a contest of strength.

”Yawning? Have you grown up? All those years ago, even those who were cooking in the company's cookhouse could pinch and call you. ” I held out my right hand.

The two big hands tightly gripped together and I was immediately startled. Other than the fact that there was still a bit of heat, the rest of it didn't even seem like a human hand. It was simply a 36-7 degree iron lump in my hand.

If it was the previous Manager Qian, he would have begged for mercy a long time ago. However, the current him did not react at all, nor did he move his wrist at all.

By the time I tried five or six times, my hands were already sore. He asked, ”Is it over? My turn, right? ”