Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

I stared at the name carved in strange script and felt a chill run from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

That was my name, written in a script I had never seen before, yet it pointed to me so clearly.

I could sense that this was definitely not a good sign.

Gong Lin's expression was extremely grim. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were piercing, as if he wanted to glean something from that text.

The atmosphere around them instantly became heavy and oppressive, as if frost had been frozen in the air.

We remained silent, each lost in thought, with only our rapid breathing echoing in the room.

Time seemed to stand still, only the unease in our hearts continued to grow.

“This script… seems to be some kind of lost sacrificial script.” Gong Lin broke the silence, his voice somewhat low. “I have seen similar records in my family’s ancient books, but those scripts were too obscure for me to fully decipher.”

I nodded, feeling even more uneasy.

Sacrificial texts?

I tried hard to recall my memories of my past life, but found that I knew nothing about them.

“Perhaps we can start with the structure of these characters.” I tried to calm down and pointed to certain parts of the characters, saying, “Look, don’t these symbols look like some kind of totem? Perhaps they represent some special meaning.”

Gong Lin's gaze followed the movement of my finger. He observed carefully, a thoughtful expression on his face.

However, he quickly shook his head.

“No, I think they’re more like a code. If we can find the right way to decode them, maybe we can break the curse.” He said with great certainty.

"A code? How could that be!" I immediately retorted. "These characters are so ancient, how could they be codes in the modern sense? And even if they were codes, how would we crack them?"

“We have to give it a try.” Gong Lin’s voice carried an undeniable air. “Perhaps we can find clues in ancient books, or… find the answer in our family’s bloodline.”

I cannot agree with his point of view; it is simply absurd.

Family bloodline?

Could we possibly extract the code from their bloodline?

"Gong Lin, you're being too hasty." I couldn't help but raise my voice. "I admit your idea has some merit, but have you considered that it could very well be a trap? We can't blindly try things out; we should be more cautious."

"Caution?" Gong Lin rubbed his forehead. "We don't have time to be cautious anymore. Didn't you see the picture of this dark abyss? What does it foreshadow? We must hurry and find out the truth as soon as possible!" His tone was tinged with anxiety.

"But you also have to consider reality; this is completely baseless!" I retorted, equally unwilling to back down. "We can't waste our precious time on a hypothetical scenario!"

Our argument grew increasingly heated, our viewpoints clashing like two sharp swords, creating a tense atmosphere.

Neither side was willing to back down; we both firmly believed we were right.

I rubbed my sore eyes; the long hours of decryption work had given me a splitting headache.

The sky outside the window was overcast, as if foreshadowing impending misfortune.

Gong Lin's face was even worse than the weather. He pursed his lips tightly, and the veins on his hands bulged. I knew that he, like me, was on the verge of collapse.

The room was filled with the scent of sandalwood, but this rich aroma made me feel suffocated, as if an invisible hand was choking me.

"Are we really going to give up?" I leaned back in my chair, my voice hoarse like sandpaper rubbing against a wooden board.

Gong Lin didn't answer, but instead scratched his hair in frustration and let out a low sigh.

I could feel his inner struggle; that sense of powerlessness surged up like a tide, almost overwhelming us.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck me.

"Wait!" I suddenly sat up straight and grabbed Gong Lin's hand with such force that he couldn't help but frown.

“You say these words are like codes, but I think they’re like totems… What if they are both codes and totems?”

Gong Lin was taken aback at first, then his eyes slowly widened, sparkling with surprise.

He grabbed my shoulder and said urgently, "You mean... the order in which these totems are arranged is itself a code?"

I nodded vigorously, my heart pounding like a drum.

“Yes! Look, although these totems are all different in shape, they seem to be connected in some way, like a story, a story that has been broken up!” I picked up the parchment scroll on the table, pointed to the strange characters, and my voice trembled slightly with excitement, “If we rearrange these totems in a certain order…”

Before I could finish speaking, Gong Lin eagerly picked up another rubbing and began arranging it according to my ideas.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the only sounds were the rustling of paper and our rapid breathing.

Time passed second by second, but the oppressive feeling in the air grew heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, Gong Lin stopped what he was doing. His body stiffened, his eyes were fixed on the parchment in his hand, and his breathing became rapid.

"Qing'er..." His voice trembled, tinged with disbelief, "Look..."

I saw that the rearranged totems actually formed a complete pattern!

It was an ancient formation, emitting a faint golden light, ancient and mysterious, as if it contained enormous energy.

At the center of the formation, the Gong family crest was clearly engraved!

Gong Lin excitedly hugged me tightly. His heartbeat pounded like a drum, vibrating in my ears. I could feel his body trembling and the warmth of his embrace.

"We did it, Qing'er! We did it!" His voice choked with emotion, filled with an unbelievable joy.

I hugged him tightly, tears streaming down my face.

At this moment, all the pressure, fear, and anxiety vanished, replaced by immense joy and a sense of relief.

We succeeded! We really succeeded!

We have broken the ancient curse that has plagued the Gong family for hundreds of years!

Everything around me seemed to brighten up, and the sandalwood scent no longer felt suffocating; instead, it became a refreshing fragrance.

I looked up into Gong Lin's eyes, and in this difficult time, our bond became even stronger.

When we told the elders of the Gong family how we solved the problem, they were first shocked, then overjoyed.

The elders, their hands trembling, stroked the rearranged totems, their eyes glistening with tears of emotion.

They expressed their sincerest gratitude to us, calling us heroes of the family.

Looking at those grateful faces, my heart was filled with pride and joy.

I know that everything we did was worth it.

Gong Lin stood beside me, holding my hand, and we both had confident smiles on our faces.

"This is just the beginning..." Gong Lin whispered in my ear, his voice deep and magnetic, making my heart tremble.

With the curse broken, the Gong family ushered in new opportunities for development.

Gong Lin utilizes the family's inherited resources to vigorously develop the family business.

The family mansion has regained its former glory. In the spacious courtyard, flowers and trees are lush, birdsong rises and falls, and a faint fragrance permeates the air.

Sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows, as if everything is telling a story of a new beginning.

I stood beside Gong Lin, watching his busy figure.

He wore a confident smile, his eyes firm and bright.

In the family's ancient ancestral hall, the elders held the totem we had deciphered. They came forward one after another, shaking hands and embracing us, their words filled with gratitude.

Gong Lin held my hand and gently squeezed it, as if to tell me that all of this was the result of our joint efforts.

The family's business empire also began to show new vitality.

Gong Lin leveraged the resources inherited from his family to rapidly expand into multiple projects, from high-tech industries to traditional manufacturing, and each project experienced rapid development.

Our business peers began to look at us with amazement, and our names gradually became the focus of attention in the business world.

At this time, I also thrived with the help of my family.

We stood in front of the family mansion, gazing at this historic residence.

A confident smile graced Gong Lin's face as he turned to me. "Qing'er, everything is getting better. We did it." His deep, magnetic voice was like a gentle breeze, warming my heart.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I glanced down at it, and the message on the screen made my heart skip a beat.

It was a collaboration invitation from a foreign fashion giant, and I was immediately filled with a mixture of excitement and doubt.

Gong Lin noticed my change and asked softly, "What's wrong, Qing'er?" I looked up, a complex light flickering in my eyes, and smiled, "There's an unexpected invitation..."