Chapter 149: Vital Essence and Death Aura
Chapter 149: Vital Essence and Death Aura
Qiao Sang felt a bit silly as soon as she asked the question.
If the Old Lady's Beastmaster Level had reached D-Class and received a vitality boost from her familiar, it could be possible.
However, the Old Lady's appearance was a clear indication of natural aging for her age.
Beastmasters who have received vitality boosts from their familiars cannot be simply judged by their appearance. High-level Beastmasters might look like young adults even when they are in their seventies or eighties.
This has led to fewer people striking up conversations with strangers they find attractive, as they might be talking to someone from their grandparents' generation.
Of course, such individuals are not easy to encounter.
However, it's not uncommon to see people flirting with others from their parents' generation, which often serves as a cautionary tale to avoid judging people by their looks. Otherwise, you might be the next one to face social embarrassment.
Given the Old Lady's age and appearance, it was clear she had not received any vitality boost from her familiar. Therefore, it was impossible for her to hear a conversation from so far away, even if it was deliberately kept low.
Qiao Sang put on her shoes and stood up, voicing her doubts, "Is the Old Lady sick?"
Apart from the smell of medicine in the room, she couldn't detect any other signs of illness.
A person on the brink of death might suddenly become more alert, but that would only be a false recovery.
Studies have shown that false recoveries typically last for one or two to three hours and are not long-lasting. The Old Lady did not fit this category.
Aunt was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to recall something and hesitated before saying, "It's just that she's old, and her organs aren't functioning well." She paused, "There's something strange, though. On the 28th of last month, the Old Lady was delirious and couldn't eat anything. The doctors said she wouldn't last the night."
"I was so scared, I called Mr. Jiang, the Old Lady's son, and they all rushed over that day. They were even preparing for a funeral."
"Who knew..." Aunt swallowed hard, "After they arrived, the Old Lady was fine. Her vital essence seemed much better than before. The doctors checked her and said her condition hadn't improved, but it must have been a false recovery. Yet, it's been over half a month, and the Old Lady is still doing well."
She chuckled awkwardly, "I'm just saying, don't be scared. The Old Lady is a Beastmaster, so her situation might be different from ordinary people."
"However, when we took her to the hospital the day before yesterday, the doctors still said she wouldn't last more than a few days. I think the Old Lady doesn't have much time left. We haven't found the Ghost Lantern yet, which is why I mentioned it to you."
Qiao Sang wasn't scared at all. A person on the brink of death suddenly getting better—she had already adapted to a world full of supernatural creatures. What other strange things couldn't she accept?
However, this situation was indeed abnormal...
Qiao Sang pondered for a moment and asked, "Did Mr. Jiang and his family arrive on the same day the Ghost Lantern went missing?"
"Yes, that night, the Old Lady's granddaughter took the Ghost Lantern out to play, and it disappeared", Aunt answered without hesitation, clearly remembering the incident vividly.
Qiao Sang's heart skipped a beat.
Something was off, very off...
Who would go out to play when their elderly family member was declared by doctors to be on the verge of death? And the Old Lady's condition not only didn't worsen but improved mysteriously after hearing the news about the Ghost Lantern...
Qiao Sang asked, "Do you have the Old Lady's granddaughter's phone number?"
Aunt was taken aback, then pulled out her mobile phone, "I don't have it, but I have Mr. Jiang's. They should be together."
Qiao Sang smiled, "Of course, but I forgot my phone. Can you write it down for me?"
"Wait, I'll find some paper", Aunt turned to go inside.
At that moment, Qiao Sang reminded her, "I remember seeing some paper on the table in the Old Lady's room."
...
After descending the stairs and reaching the shaded area of Building 5, Qiao Sang took out the paper with the number written on it.
Saying she didn't have a mobile phone was a lie. In this day and age, who would go out without a communication device?
However, she didn't take out her mobile phone to make a call. Instead, she summoned Fangy.
"Ya!"
Fangy looked around excitedly; it was finally out again!
Just as it was about to run around to stretch its legs, Qiao Sang called it back in time: "Quick! Use Sensitivity to look at this paper. There's an old lady on the bed next to it. Help me see what she did."
Sensitivity could only replay events from the past 10 minutes, so they had to act fast.
"Fangy!"
Fangy retracted its right front paw, which had just taken a step. Though it was confused about why it needed to do this, it obediently placed its paw on the paper.
It closed its eyes, and soon, the events of the past 10 minutes began to play in its mind.
A dimly lit room.
Fangy looked to the side and saw the old lady lying on the bed.
There was also an unusually familiar figure standing beside her—none other than its Beastmaster.
"Ya!"
Fangy called out excitedly.
Unfortunately, its Beastmaster was focused on the old lady and ignored it.
"Ya!"
"Ya Ya!"
It ran to its Beastmaster, trying to get some attention.
But it was ignored again.
Fangy was taken aback by its Beastmaster's unwavering focus, then it remembered that it was watching a replay of the events on the paper.
Right, the old lady.
Fangy remembered its mission.
It narrowed its eyes and stared intently at the old lady on the bed, trying to see everything she did.
But soon, it was drawn to the figure beside her.
Hmm, wasn't that Little Brother? Why was he drooling at the old lady?
Although Fangy was sensing events from about 10 minutes ago, in reality, it only took a few blinks of an eye.
When Fangy opened its eyes, Qiao Sang eagerly asked, "What did you see?"
"Ya."
Fangy lay on the ground with its limbs spread out, mimicking the old lady's position on the bed. Then it turned its head and repeated her words.
"Ya Ya, Ya Ya."
"Ya Ya, Ya, Ya Ya."
"Fangy"
Qiao Sang listened patiently and realized that everything Fangy was saying was what the old lady had told her in the room.
Fortunately, Fangy's next actions showed what happened after she left the room.
Fangy mimicked pulling something over itself, which was likely a blanket.
"Ya, Ya Ya." Fangy lay on its back, imitating the old lady's words.
Qiao Sang felt as if someone had hit her over the head with a stick, her mind reeling.
Damn! The old lady could hear her!
While she had suspected something was off about the old lady, she hadn't considered this!
Being able to hear at that distance and volume was practically superhuman!
No, wait, stay calm! This world doesn't have superheroes; it has Supernatural Creatures that are even more amazing.
A Beastmaster who had received a familiar's feedback might be capable of this, but the old lady wasn't a high-level Beastmaster...
Qiao Sang forced herself to calm down and think clearly. A dying person suddenly recovering, and with heightened senses far beyond normal, and the Ghost Lantern disappearing on the same day...
"Ya."
Fangy continued its mimicry.
It reached a paw toward its ear, then quickly pulled it back as if it had been burned, staring at the paw in a daze.
If a director saw this series of actions, they might have a contract ready for Fangy.
Fangy finished its mimicry, shook off some dust, and looked at the Treasure Seeker, who had appeared and was watching it with amusement. It suddenly remembered the scene of Little Brother drooling at the old lady.
"Ya, Ya Ya?"
The Treasure Seeker paused, then responded.
"Xun~"
"Xun Xun~"
Qiao Sang stopped thinking.
What? Vital essence and death aura?!
(End of Chapter)
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