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Perhaps my words had an effect, as the workers began to slowly gather together to confront the Vengeful Spirit.
"Let's go all out and fight it together!"
"That's right, we're not afraid of it!"
The workers mustered their courage, picked up their tools, and charged towards the Vengeful Spirit. After this series of events, I gained a new understanding of the Vengeful Spirit Power.
I started to suspect that this power was intricately linked to the history of the city.
To uncover this connection, I began to frequently visit the city library in search of ancient texts about the city's history.
Finally, in a corner of the library, I discovered an ancient book that recorded the foundation of the city.
According to the ancient text, when the city was founded, a secret ritual was held.
That ritual sacrificed many innocent lives, and its purpose was to suppress the Vengeful Spirit buried in the ancient tomb.
However, as time passed, the seal beneath the ancient tomb gradually weakened, and the spirit's power re-emerged.
"So this is all related to the foundation of the city..."
I flipped through the ancient text, filled with confusion and curiosity.
If the emergence of Vengeful Spirit Power was not a coincidence, could my investigation truly prevent this disaster?
As I was deep in thought, Old Zhao appeared before me with a group of workers.
"Xiao Zhang, we don't want to see you continue your investigation."
Old Zhao's tone was firm; he seemed to have united the other workers to collectively oppose my actions.
"Why? Master Zhao, if we don't thoroughly resolve this issue, everyone will be in danger!"
I couldn't understand Old Zhao's reasoning. My investigation was for everyone's safety, yet they wanted to stop me.
"The danger you're talking about is only the result of your investigation, not the Vengeful Spirit itself."
A hint of helplessness and determination flickered in Old Zhao's gaze.
"What do you mean…"
Suddenly, I understood Old Zhao's words. They had always believed that my investigation had angered the Vengeful Spirit in the ancient tomb, leading to a series of disasters.
"That's right. Ever since you came to the construction site, strange occurrences have been happening one after another. If it weren't for your investigation, none of this would have happened!"
Old Zhao's emotions were heightened, and his words resonated with the other workers.
"Yes, we just want to work peacefully and don't want to stir up trouble."
"Please stop your investigation; we're begging you!"
The workers expressed their thoughts to me one after another, their eyes filled with fear and pleading.
"You all..."
I looked at these familiar faces and for a moment didn't know what to say. I made a decision; I would talk to the Vengeful Spirit.
Taking a deep breath, I informed Old Zhao and the other workers of my decision.
"Talk to the Vengeful Spirit? Are you crazy?"
Old Zhao looked at me in surprise, unable to understand my choice.
"Yes, I need to find the key to solving this problem, and talking to the Vengeful Spirit is the only method I can think of." My tone was firm; at that moment, I was ready to face any consequences.
In ancient texts, I found some information about rituals for establishing contact with the Vengeful Spirit.
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