Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 1882 - 569: Golden Divine Pattern_4

Chapter 1882: Chapter 569: Golden Divine Pattern_4

The little guy stood on a small stool, hung himself on the doorknob, and only then heard a "click" as the iron door opened.

Outside, it was pitch black.

The little guy had been in the boiler room for a year, and he was familiar with every corner of it.

"Grandpa~"

"Grandpa~"

Little Danny groped his way through the darkness towards the boiler, calling out continuously.

In the empty Machinery City, his tender and weak call echoed.

But no one responded to him.

Little Danny was getting scared.

He started to jog along.

Finally, he saw the familiar and towering steam boilers.

There was still some unburned coal in the boilers, and the faint firelight illuminated more than half of the dilapidated boiler room.

The ground was damp, stained with dried blood.

Uncle Kole, Uncle Gerant, Big Jim...

Bodies were everywhere.

Little Danny was terrified, the firelight illuminating his pale little face.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

The little guy frantically searched everywhere, wanting to find his grandfather.

Running too hastily, he stumbled over an iron pipe and with a "bang", he fell onto a metal rack, his head hitting hard, tears immediately welling up in his eyes.

Little Danny was about to cry, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar old face.

It was Old Jack.

But he was already dead.

Crushed by a heavy iron plate.

The old face, once waxy black, had lost all its color.

Yet his expression was not one of pain or anguish.

As if afraid of scaring his grandson who came looking for him, Old Jack’s lips still held a gentle smile.

Seeing this, Little Danny was no longer afraid.

He quickly jogged over, shaking Old Jack’s shoulders as if to wake him: "Grandpa, Grandpa~"

But despite calling for a long time, Old Jack still did not respond.

He lay there quietly.

Little Danny reached out, tugging at Old Jack’s clothes, trying to pull his grandfather out.

But the body was too heavy.

His still tender hands lacked strength, slipping as he pulled, landing him right on the ground.

Unable to wake his grandfather no matter what, Little Danny seemed to realize something.

Still calling "Grandpa, Grandpa", tears welled up in his eyes and started flowing down in big drops.

In the vast ruins of the Machinery City, the little guy was the only one, sitting helplessly in the dark on the cold iron plate.

The sound of crying echoed around, lingering for a long time.

He sat next to Old Jack’s body, crying for a long, long time.

Perhaps he was tired.

Little Danny wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and got up, staggering over with a dazed expression.

The only thought in the little guy’s mind, which had yet to grasp how cruel the world truly was, was that he needed to pull his grandfather out.

His small hands lifted to the edge of the steel plate, biting his upper lip tightly, holding back his tears, using all his strength, his small body trembling.

But the steel plate was just too heavy.

He simply couldn’t move it.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!"

Little Danny cried hysterically.

He didn’t know what despair was, nor what grief was, he just cried.

Yet he never let go, trying to remove the heavy iron plate.

Crying, entirely unaware that golden runes began to emerge on his skin in the darkness.

With a sudden lift, the several-ton-heavy steel plate flew off, crashing down in the distance.

Danny finally pulled his grandfather out.

The little guy threw himself onto the body, crying uncontrollably.

In the dark, the Golden Divine Pattern on his body, glistening bright.

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