Xu Zimo was drawn by a soft call.
He turned his head and saw Village Chief Song Yuanshan and several others crawling out of an underground cave dwelling.
Most of the people of Sun-Chasing Village should have been all right.
Xu Zimo asked in surprise, "You're still alive?"
"We don't know why either. Afraid that the war would bring chaos, we hid in the underground shelter we had dug beforehand.
"We occasionally poked our heads out to take a look, and that was when we happened to see you arrive," the young girl, Mu Yang, hurriedly explained.
She was deeply grateful to Xu Zimo.
Compared to being her lifesaver, it was more accurate to say that he had saved her, her mother, and her entire family.
This debt of gratitude was far too great.
Xu Zimo smiled. "How are you all doing now? The power of the curse has vanished—do you feel any discomfort?"
Xu Zimo carefully sensed them, and the curse power within these natives had indeed vanished without a trace.
Originally, this curse power had been like poison gnawing at the bones, exceedingly difficult to remove. Even Xu Zimo had been powerless against it.
Yet once Tree Elder died, every problem seemed to be solved as easily as a knife slicing through bamboo.
The villagers of Sun-Chasing Village all shook their heads.
They seemed to have returned to being ordinary people.
Xu Zimo stepped forward and examined them carefully. They truly were normal now.
"You're no different from ordinary people now," Xu Zimo said.
Several of them looked dazed.
"Ordinary people!"
Once upon a time, this had been something they dreamed of obtaining.
What others possessed from birth was something they could only yearn for... even desperately hope for.
"What are your plans from here on?" Xu Zimo