Observation Node

"Mom, this porcelain statue was a gift from a friend. It's got some age to it and is worth well over fifty thousand now. There's room for it to appreciate further too—give it a few more years, and it might reach six figures."

Wu Heng took a statue roughly a foot tall from a box. It looked gaunt and deathly pale, yet not frightening, and he placed it on the display bookshelf.

Then he turned to his mother, Yang Huifen, who was busy preparing dinner.

Upon hearing this, Mother Wu immediately set down the vegetables she was washing and came over. After taking one look at the statue, she unexpectedly felt a sense of peace settle in her heart.

She hurriedly said to Wu Heng, "Hengzi, good thing you told me. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have known it was this valuable."

"But why would something so precious be kept here? What if it gets knocked over and broken? Wouldn't that be heartbreaking?"

"No, hurry up and put it away in your room!" she urged.

Six figures meant more than a hundred thousand. It might not have been much to the wealthy, but to her, someone who had once earned only a few thousand a month, it was still an enormous sum.

Wu Heng had deliberately put it that way because he was afraid his mother would not take the item seriously and might casually give it away.

This statue was a puppet he had created by combining the remains of those Silent Hill angels with the lingering holy divine power.

Its power could only be used once, but it possessed a third of the power of a god's strike. Moreover, once it was triggered or used, Wu Heng would sense it.

The statue had only one duty: to protect Mother