Chen Zhou has transmigrated, possessing no cultivation talent.
He became an abandoned disciple of the immortal sect, looked down upon by his peers, experiencing the full package of a transmig...
"It's already quite remarkable that you can recognize these are Shanghai characters. For so many years, I haven't seen anyone who could recognize them. You're the first person in decades to do so," Granny Huasong said slowly, her eyes still fixed on the middle-aged vendor.
It seemed that Granny Huasong was extremely interested in the middle-aged vendor, and kept looking him up and down.
At the same time, Chen Zhou felt that same feeling again, the same feeling he had when he was in front of the store in Shanghai.
It was that feeling of demonic energy passing by him that convinced Chen Zhou that he hadn't sensed anything wrong. So he immediately looked at Granny Huasong, but didn't find anything unusual. Then Chen Zhou followed Granny Huasong's gaze to the middle-aged merchant and was surprised to find that the middle-aged merchant was also normal.
Could it be that I'm misperceiving it?
So Chen Zhou could only slowly put aside his concerns. Just then, Granny Huasong slowly spoke up and said, "But apart from knowing these things, there's really nothing else you can say. I originally thought you were a person of exceptional talent, but I didn't expect you to be the weakest in talent among everyone."
Granny Huasong's words were clearly directed at the middle-aged vendor, but how did she know about the vendor's physical condition when she stood still without moving?
Chen Zhou immediately thought of the demonic energy that had just passed by him!
Could it be that Granny Huasong can manipulate demonic energy? Just now, she used demonic energy to conduct a thorough examination of the middle-aged merchant's body?
Is there such a master among those on the ninth floor?
"I know my health condition is very poor, but I don't know how you knew about it without me noticing?" the middle-aged vendor said in surprise. It was not a pleasant feeling to have one's secrets revealed to others all at once.
If this were on a battlefield, it would be very dangerous if someone immediately saw through your disguise. Therefore, the middle-aged merchant immediately became vigilant before asking the question.
The middle-aged vendor's question was also Chen Zhou's question. Chen Zhou vaguely guessed that Granny Huasong could use demonic energy! However, Chen Zhou was not sure, and could only wait quietly for Granny Huasong's answer, just like the middle-aged vendor.
To their surprise, Granny Huasong did not rush to answer them. Instead, she smiled knowingly and said, "You don't need to know."
Looking at Granny Huasong's amused smile, Chen Zhou suddenly felt a sense of familiarity! He seemed to have seen a similar gesture somewhere before, and the feeling it gave him was the same. Chen Zhou immediately began to recall.
Suddenly, a figure flashed into Chen Zhou's mind. The figure turned around and gave Chen Zhou a playful smile! This figure was none other than Zhuo Miaoyan! The old woman's smile was exactly the same as Zhuo Miaoyan's!
Could it be that Granny Huasong has some connection with Zhuo Miaoyan?
“We don’t need to know, I can guess.” Chen Zhou said tentatively. If he wanted Granny Huasong to tell him, she would definitely keep him in suspense for a while. Besides, Chen Zhou was very confident because he had clearly felt the demonic energy just now.
But for some reason, neither the middle-aged merchants nor the railway workers sensed it. Chen Zhou seemed to be more sensitive to this demonic energy than they were.
Upon hearing Chen Zhou's words, Granny Huasong immediately became interested again, and once again fixed her emotionless gaze on Chen Zhou. Chen Zhou had originally thought that the demonic energy would reappear, but this time it did not.
"What did you say? What do you know? Tell me," Granny Huasong said slowly.
The training hadn't even started yet, but there was already a smell of gunpowder in the air. The two rows of female soldiers from the ninth-level army wisely stepped aside and watched quietly, showing no intention of interfering.
“I know how you know about his physical condition,” Chen Zhou said. Chen Zhou believed that he was not mistaken. He trusted his intuition. This Granny Huasong was not as simple as she seemed. She must have some way of using that technique that manipulates demonic energy.
"Oh? How did I know? Tell me," Granny Huasong immediately said, her interest in Chen Zhou piqued.
"Demonic energy." Chen Zhou simply said two words, and the next moment the two rows of soldiers immediately chuckled softly, clearly not impressed by Chen Zhou's answer.
Using demonic energy is a very high skill in the Demon City. They had been with Granny Huasong for so long, how could they not know that Granny Huasong knew demonic energy? So they thought that Granny Huasong just had very good eyesight and could see it at a glance, it was that simple.
When they heard Chen Zhou utter the word "demonic energy," they found it truly hilarious. Had this man somehow lost his mind?
"What conclusion did you draw? This is baseless and has no credibility whatsoever. How could an old woman like me control demonic energy?" Granny Hua Song paused for a moment, then immediately said. But her gaze towards Chen Zhou became much sharper.
At this moment, Chen Zhou felt that Granny Huasong's gaze was like a needle pricking him, which was very painful.
"If you want to know where I came to this conclusion, then I'll tell you. I sensed demonic energy passing by, just now when you were examining his body," Chen Zhou said confidently.
Chen Zhou showed no sign of panic when he said this.
Chen Zhou is that confident.
"What? You said you sensed demonic energy?" Granny Huasong's tone changed instantly, and she said in surprise.
Chen Zhou did not back down and silently nodded in affirmation.
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