As time went by, the project in collaboration with Zhang Qing was soon launched.
Apart from that, Hu Yuan has never taken on any other major projects; all he's done has been small-scale operations.
Of course, this is also because he no longer has that kind of strength.
After more than a month, Hu Yuan's right arm no longer showed any problems, except that he could not lift heavy things.
So he comes every day to supervise the progress of the project.
"Mr. Hu, watch out!"
Hu Yuan, who was chatting and laughing with the workers, suddenly heard someone shout. He instinctively pulled the worker next to him aside.
Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, a huge piece of steel appeared where the two had just been standing.
If it had been five seconds later, Hu Yuan and the worker would probably have been turned into mincemeat instantly.
"What's going on up there? Who's operating the crane?"
Chaos immediately broke out on the construction site, and the foreman rushed over to check the situation.
"Mr. Hu, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect this to happen. Are you alright?"
While checking Hu Yuan for any injuries, the contractor apologized.
“It’s alright, but this situation is really too dangerous. We need to deal with it quickly and also improve the safety awareness education of the workers. If something really happens, no one can afford the consequences.”
Hu Yuan said somewhat angrily.
But Hu Yuan only said it verbally; deep down, he felt that this was not an accident.
Someone is trying to harm me.
The same thing happened again, and this time it was even more blatant.
Sure enough, by the time the foreman and his men went up to check the situation, the people operating the crane had already fled.
Even more strangely, according to the contractor's schedule, no one should be on duty at the machines today.
In other words, Hu Yuan's guess might not be just paranoia, but a fact.
After an afternoon of investigation yielding no results, Hu Yuan had no choice but to go home for the time being and continue the investigation the next day.
But as soon as he returned to his own front door, Hu Yuan saw the familiar scene again.
The mysterious old man stood there with a person in his hand, smiling.
The only difference was that this time he didn't knock on the door, but just stood there quietly, as if he knew he would be coming back from outside at this time.
"Is this the guy who tried to kill me?"
Hu Yuan asked the question directly.
"Yes, but I went a bit too far this time. He might end up in a vegetative state."
The old man threw the person on the ground and held up one finger.
Hu Yuan understood what he meant; he still wanted a reward of one million.
“There are many rich people in this world. I don’t understand why you insist on coming here to make this kind of money. Find someone richer and you might be able to make ten times the money in one go.”
Hu Yuan opened the door, dragged the person inside, and then left it at that.
Since the old man has already said he won't wake up, there's no need to worry about him running away.
"Be more confident, and remove the word 'maybe,' because this is a certainty."
This time, the old man didn't rush to take the money and leave. Instead, he naturally followed Hu Yuan into the house and into the living room.
I have to say, this old guy really doesn't consider himself an outsider.
"Then why is that?"
Hu Yuan became even more curious.
"Because I have faith in you."
"I still don't quite understand."
"Does this need much explanation? I need to find a reliable and capable person to pass on all my skills to, and then have that person take care of me for the rest of my life so that I can enjoy my old age in peace."
To be honest, Hu Yuan found this excuse utterly absurd.
Aside from martial arts novels, almost no one dares to write like this.
The unparalleled master had no successor, so he randomly found someone to pass on his martial arts skills.
Saying you want to find a reliable person is absurd in itself.
"If you say you have some other purpose, perhaps I can accept it."
Hu Yuan really didn't know how to express his thoughts, so he could only say frankly that he didn't believe in this kind of thing.
"Whatever you want, because I believe you are not an ungrateful person."
The old man even got up and poured himself a cup of tea.
"So, do you want to teach me your skills in capturing people, or your superb medical skills?"
Hu Yuan was skeptical, wondering if his luck was really about to change for the better.
But this good thing is coming way too slowly. I've been reborn for so many years, and I've already struggled and failed. Why is it taking so long for this opportunity to come?
Logically, shouldn't one have planned it all out from the beginning so that everything would go smoothly?
"I'll teach you all of these; I won't hold back any of my skills."
"Is it a little too late for me to start learning now?"
"It's not too late. Whether it's cultivation or medicine, the most important factors for achieving something are only two, and you happen to have both of them."
"Which two points? Wait, cultivation? Isn't that martial arts?"
"The first point is talent, and the second point is perseverance and resilience."
"Tell me first, what does cultivation mean?"
Hu Yuan was completely dumbfounded. Was he really about to use a cheat code? But this cheat code came way too late, didn't it?
"There are many unknown things in this world. As an ordinary person, you have very limited access to them. Just like I have been observing you for a year now, but you just didn't know it."
The old man picked up the teacup and gently blew on it.
What is all this nonsense?
I started observing myself a year ago, but I didn't realize it at all?
Moreover, he appeared both times that I was in mortal danger, which seems to be no coincidence.
"Okay, I was ignorant."
This is the only answer Hu Yuan can give now.
“Talent is innate and cannot be changed. After the ups and downs of life, your perseverance and resilience have been honed, which is why I decided to start teaching you real skills.”
The old man put down his cup, then turned to look outside the living room and told Hu Yuan to bring in the half-dead guy.
Hu Yuan didn't want to be bossed around, but the situation was beyond his control. This old man was here to give him a boost, and he couldn't afford to offend him.
Because he couldn't use his right arm, Hu Yuan used his left hand to drag Ren Sheng in.
If this were a conscious person, they would be in excruciating pain.
"You can try to wake him up."
The old man said calmly.
Without thinking of any other solutions, Hu Yuan went straight to the kitchen, brought out a large basin of cold water, and then took all the ice cubes from the refrigerator and poured them into it.
A few minutes later, Hu Yuan poured the mixture of ice water onto the guy.
There was no reaction at all. It seemed the old man hadn't lied to him; the guy had been beaten too badly and couldn't possibly wake up easily.
"I'll teach you how to revive him now."
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