Cultivating Immortality: I Have a High-Martial World

Chapter 12: Clinging to the strongest thigh!

After saying that, Li Nian showed no mercy and directly snapped Huang Mao's wrist.

He then kicked out, causing the blond-haired man to fall to the ground in pain, unable to get up.

"Hurry up, get on it! You bunch of useless trash, what am I keeping you around for?"

The blond-haired man's face flushed red with pain as he berated the two bodyguards standing beside him.

Upon hearing this, the two bodyguards immediately threw punches at Li Nian.

However, before they could even get close, Li Nian's gaze froze them in place, rendering them unable to move.

Li Nian is a psychic martial spirit; without even lifting a finger, she can suppress a warrior-level martial artist with a single glance.

After looking around, Li Nian dialed a number and spoke into her communication bracelet:

"Help me look into Du's Pharmaceuticals; it sounds like an irregular company..."

Lin Jianhe was stunned by this sudden turn of events, and holding Lin Chen's hand, he asked in a low voice:

"Ah Chen, who are they? Offending Du's Pharmaceuticals will be a huge mistake..."

Lin Chen's eyes were still a little red, and he didn't know how to explain to Li Nian and Wang Xinyu.

Logically speaking, although he did not sign a confidentiality agreement, his journey between the two worlds was a matter of national importance and should not have been known to his uncles.

Fortunately, Wang Xinyu reacted quickly and said:

"Hello, you must be Lin Jianhe?"

"We are from the military region and came to visit retired veterans... We just happened to witness this scene."

As she spoke, Wang Xinyu gave her a look, and Li Nian quickly took out a military officer's ID card.

Lin Jianhe tremblingly accepted the officer's certificate and examined it for a long time.

He saluted from his wheelchair and said in a clear, articulate voice:

"Lin Jianhe, a veteran of the 17th Battalion of the Sharp Knife Brigade, greets your superior!"

After seeing Li Nian's military officer's ID, Lin Jianhe no longer had any doubts.

At this moment, Wang Xinyu also said:

"Uncle Lin, you were discharged from the army due to injury, and you should have told the country about these difficulties long ago!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jianhe gave a wry smile and simply said:

"The government has given us enough, but my daughter has always been ill, and that's how our savings were depleted..."

After hearing this, Wang Xinyu looked towards the bedroom.

Then Lin Chen was seen helping a thin girl out.

Lin An'an is sixteen years old this year. She is very cute and pretty, but she is too thin and her skin is unusually fair.

Lin An'an contracted a strange illness two years ago, and since then she has suffered greatly every time the illness flares up.

For two years, Lin Jianhe consulted many famous doctors and spent a lot of his savings, but none of them cured him.

Lin An'an's health has been poor due to this strange illness, and she has been out of school for a long time.

Lin Chen and Wang Xinyu exchanged a glance, and she understood perfectly:

"Uncle Lin, our military region has come here specifically to visit and comfort retired soldiers."

"Our military region will be responsible for examining your daughter's illness."

"At the same time, we will provide you with accommodation in the military dependents' community as soon as possible, and you can move in today..."

Upon hearing Wang Xinyu's words, a look of confusion flashed across Lin Jianhe's face.

Military personnel who are discharged due to injury and their families are indeed eligible to move into military dependents' housing, but they need to participate in a lottery, and they have been trying for five years without success.

Is this a sign that our luck has finally turned around?

Lin Jianhe had no doubts; his eyes were already red with excitement.

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. As long as his aunt and uncle's family could move into the military dependents' community and An'an's illness could be cured, things would be much safer afterward.

After chatting for a while, several men in uniforms and hats poured into the house.

After looking them over, they showed the blond-haired man an arrest warrant.

"Du Jiye, is that right? Your Du's Pharmaceutical Company is suspected of selling substandard nutritional solutions, and an arrest warrant has been issued."

"Your father is already in the police station. Why don't you come with us?"

The man in the hat and Li Nian exchanged a glance before arresting the blond-haired man and his two bodyguards.

Lin Chen watched this scene quietly, a strange emotion rising in his heart.

Du Jiye's father's company, Du's Pharmaceutical, is a thriving emerging enterprise in recent years, with assets of hundreds of millions and a well-known reputation in pharmaceutical manufacturing.

But this powerful group collapsed just like that, proving utterly insignificant in the face of the nation's power...

Lin Chen was very fortunate that he now had a powerful backer and a strong background.

Moreover, the thigh he was hugging was the thickest one on the entire planet Earth!

"Ah Chen, are we moving to the military dependents' community today?" Lin Jianhe asked.

Lin Chen nodded in agreement.

"We're moving today, and my sister's illness can't be delayed any longer... she needs treatment as soon as possible!"

After listening, Lin Jianhe nodded and made a phone call to Kong Shan, who was doing odd jobs outside.

Before long, a woman dressed simply but with a pretty face returned.

This is Lin Chen's aunt, Kong Shan. Since Lin Jianhe's accident, she has stayed by his side and never complained, preferring to work away from home herself.

Lin Jianhe and Lin Chen raised Lin Chen together, treating him like their own son.

The family's savings, large and small, were all managed by his aunt, who never hesitated to help Lin Chen with his martial arts resources.

She often said: "When our Chen'er becomes a martial arts master in the future, I, as his aunt, will have face and should be able to enjoy life..."

After Kong Shan returned, she first inquired about the situation. When she learned that she could move to the military dependents' community today, her eyes reddened as she said:

"Honey, we've really made it to the end..."

As she spoke, she began to tidy up the clothes and other odds and ends in the house, and Lin Chen helped her along the way.

Soon, several soldiers in plainclothes came in and began to help Lin Chen's family move.

That evening, the family left the old residential building and arrived at the new military dependents' community.

This residential area is located in the northern part of Kyoto, near the military district.

The house is much more spacious than the old, dilapidated one, with a floor area of nearly 150 square meters.

Moreover, all the furniture and appliances had been arranged in advance by Wang Xinyu.

Auntie beamed with joy as she looked at the new house, and her younger sister, Lin An'an, happily looked around the house.

After sending Lin Chen's family to the military region, Li Nian and Wang Xinyu left.

That evening, Kong Shan lavishly prepared a large meal to celebrate moving into the new house and Lin Chen's advancement to martial artist.

After Kong Shan and her daughter Lin An'an fell asleep, Lin Jianhe, in his wheelchair, knocked on Lin Chen's door.

"Uncle!" Lin Chen was somewhat surprised and got up to push Lin Jianhe in.

Lin Jianhe closed the door and whispered to Lin Chen:

"Ah Chen, those soldiers from earlier today, were they with you?"

Lin Chen was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, feigning ignorance, and said, "Uncle, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Lin Jianhe rolled his eyes after hearing this and said:

"You little rascal, do you think your uncle's a fool?"

"Our family has lived in Xicheng for so many years and we still haven't gotten a spot in the military dependents' housing complex... and you just became a martial artist and we got one?"

"Hmph, you think you can fool your uncle?"

Lin Chen scratched his head after hearing this, a sheepish smile on his face.

Lin Jianhe, with an expression that seemed to have seen through everything, said in a low voice:

"Ah Chen, that Commander Li during the day had quite a high rank! A major so young, I've never seen anything like it in my entire military career..."

"Even if our family won the lottery, we wouldn't send such an important person over."

"Uncle knows you have talent. Becoming a martial artist at such a young age will definitely earn you the country's attention..."

"Uncle knows that you will definitely be selected in the future to join the elite martial arts unit or something..."

After a pause, Lin Jianhe's eyes suddenly reddened, and he continued:

"But your father and mother both died on the battlefield, and I ended up like this too."

"Ah Chen, be smart when you go to the battlefield. Don't be like your uncle, charging forward recklessly like that."

"Serving the country is true, but we also need to cherish our own lives. If you die too, the Lin family line will be cut off..."

Upon hearing Lin Jianhe's words, Lin Chen immediately realized that his uncle had misunderstood.

He thought Lin Chen was a talented individual who had been selected early by the national special forces and would be risking his life for them in the future.

Therefore, he is lecturing Lin Chen here!

Lin Chen was deeply moved upon hearing this and nodded, saying:

"Don't worry, Uncle, I know what I'm doing!"

Although Lin Jianhe guessed wrong, his reasoning was correct.

Whether on the battlefield or in the future cultivation world, Lin Chen must prioritize his own life.

Even if Lin Chen wants to bring back some resources for Great Xia, it must be based on his own safety.

If he dies, then everything will truly be gone...

The next morning, Wang Xinyu brought people to take Lin An'an away for treatment.

That afternoon, Lin Chen received a call from Wang Xinyu.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Xinyu's tone was somewhat subtle.

"Lin Chen, do you have time to come to the military family hospital?"

"An'an's illness is somewhat complicated... Strictly speaking, it's not an illness..."