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Chapter 37: This Youngster is Amazing (Newcomer Struggles, Seeking More Chapters)

Cheng Han stared at the twins and decisively muttered, "Calculate!"

A familiar chill ran down his scalp.

Illusions slowly emerged.

The calculation results made him understand the reason.

But it also made him more confused.

This matter seems to be very complicated!

On the other side.

The twins coughed uncontrollably, their faces turning red.

The female stall owner held the two children and patted their backs repeatedly, trying to alleviate their symptoms.

But it was in vain.

An elderly woman at the neighboring stall kindly said, "My grandson also had a severe cough once. I gently rubbed his neck and pressed his chest, and his condition improved quickly."

She picked up a little girl from the female stall owner and demonstrated, "Xiao Chen, learn from my technique."

The female stall owner, in her desperation, imitated her actions.

But it was useless.

The twins continued to cough incessantly.

"Cough! Cough!"

One of the little girls, due to coughing too hard, even became hoarse.

In the spittle she coughed out, a faint hint of red could be seen.

It was obvious that her vocal cords were injured.

The elderly woman thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Chen, apply a little more force."

Cheng Han walked over quickly and shouted, "Stop! Don't press anymore!"

This was simply playing the piano in a chaotic manner!

Children's bodies are already fragile. Pressing their chests forcefully might even cause their ribs to fracture.

The female stall owner had a deep impression of his tricks and stopped pressing, asking for help, "Then what should we do?"

The elderly woman frowned, "Xiao Chen, what does this student understand? Don't stop..."

Cheng Han's eyes flashed a faint purple light and he rudely interrupted, "Don't speak!"

The elderly woman immediately felt dizzy and couldn't continue speaking.

This was naturally the effect of the Linghuan residual imprint.

Previously, Cheng Han was not proficient in controlling this residual imprint, and every time he used it, it was a "non-discriminatory" attack.

Now he could target specific targets and no longer "accidentally harm" others.

Cheng Han squatted beside the twins and quickly said, "I have condensed the Source Sensation Imprint. Trust me, I have a way to stop their coughing."

The female stall owner gained a little more confidence upon hearing this and eagerly pleaded, "Please help Linlin and Longlong."

Cheng Han nodded and looked at the little girl in her arms, instructing, "Hold her tightly and don't let her move."

The female stall owner quickly complied.

Cheng Han raised his right index finger and activated the True Flame residual imprint with his mind. A barely noticeable white light flashed at his fingertip.

With a slight movement of his right hand, his index finger poked the little girl's chest.

In the next instant.

Cheng Han's body trembled slightly.

In the invisible realm, a confrontation occurred.

A strange white light instantly spread out like a large net, rushing towards the little girl's chest like flowing mercury.

A trace of black mist suddenly emerged from her body.

This was the culprit causing the coughing!

According to the deduction of the All-Knowing Eye, a few days ago, the twins accidentally came into contact with this strange power.

And just now, something quite coincidental happened when Cheng Han touched their heads.

Because he possessed the True Flame residual imprint, his soul naturally carried the aura of extraordinary power.

After condensing the Source Sensation Imprint, a subtle connection was established between himself and the abyss of source energy, enhancing the aura of extraordinary power.

Coincidentally, the power of the True Flame residual imprint happened to restrain the black mist.

The black mist sensed the aura and felt a sense of crisis, which led to its attack on the twins, causing them to cough violently.

At this moment.

The black mist seemed to sense the danger and rapidly contracted into a point, rushing upwards as if it intended to escape.

However.

All of this was already within Cheng Han's expectations.

With a thought in his mind, a white light suddenly expanded and accurately touched the black mist.

"Ah~"

A mournful and illusory howl suddenly resounded in the minds of the few people.

It sounded like a dying scream.

The next scene was like snow meeting sunlight.

In the blink of an eye, the black mist disappeared completely.

The female stall owner was startled, "What was that sound?"

The old woman was so shocked that she sat down on the ground.

Cheng Han calmly shook his head, "It's nothing! It should be an illusion."

The female stall owner looked suspicious, "But..."

Cheng Han interrupted her, "Your daughter shouldn't cough anymore."

After a few breaths, the little girl's cough noticeably eased.

She coughed softly a few more times and hoarsely said, "Mom, my throat hurts."

Cheng Han looked at the little girl and smiled, "You coughed too hard just now, your throat got a little injured, but it'll be fine after resting for a few days."

The female stall owner was overjoyed, "Sir, you're amazing!"

The way she addressed him changed several times, starting with "you," then becoming "you" with more respect, and now it became "sir."

In this woman's eyes, this young man was truly extraordinary. Not only could he perform amazing street magic, but he also seemed to possess powers beyond ordinary people.

The old woman next to her widened her eyes in astonishment.

She couldn't understand why the cough stopped just from the young man poking his finger.

Cheng Han replicated the same process and controlled another little girl's cough.

The female stall owner repeatedly thanked him, "Sir, thank you very much for your help."

Cheng Han hesitated for a moment and said, "During this period of time, it's best to keep Linlin and Longlong from getting too close to Uncle Chen."

The female stall owner was puzzled, "Why?"

Cheng Han didn't explain, he just said, "Remember my words."

He reached out and touched the heads of the twins, smiling, "Little ones, I have to leave now."

The two little girls felt uncomfortable in their throats and didn't speak, they just looked at him with eyes full of reluctance.

The female stall owner remembered something and said, "Sir, I should pay you a reward."

Cheng Han waved his hand, "It was just a small effort, no need!"

This matter had something to do with him, how could he accept money?

He stood up and quickly left the market.

*

When Cheng Han returned home, it was already dark.

"Meow~"

The black cat was waiting at the door and greeted him immediately.

Then it turned around and quickly ran to the kitchen door, looking back and calling out, "Miao~"

Cheng Han walked over and took a look, only to see two hare rabbits lying on the ground.

One was larger, weighing no less than five catties.

The other was smaller, but still weighed three catties.

Cheng Han scratched the cat's head a few times and praised, "Sheriff, you're becoming more capable."

From this scene, it could be seen that the cat's skill in catching hare rabbits was rapidly improving.

The black cat happily wagged its tail.

Cheng Han looked up at the row of cured rabbits hanging from the ceiling and suddenly had a feeling that the black cat was becoming a rabbit killer. This winter, it was afraid it would clash with rabbits.

The previous owner of this body used to crave meat every day and would salivate at the smell of meat.

But after transmigrating, he unexpectedly faced the annoyance of having too much meat to eat.

Cheng Han looked at the black cat and smiled, "I specially bought seasoning for barbecue. Tonight, I'll make you a roasted rabbit feast."

"Meow~"

The black cat's tail wagged even more happily.

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