Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"But the Twilight Race is derived from a heritable drug developed in their country. For many years I have been researching a cure for the Twilight Race, but I haven't made much progress."

He went on to say that, in short, the Twilight race needs to take special medicine regularly to maintain their bodily functions, and their lifespan is very short.

When is the next dose of medication?

"I'll need to go back to that place again next week."

“I want to go too,” Isaac said.

“No!” the father immediately refused. “Do you know what Yerkastum is? It’s extremely dangerous.”

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no one more dangerous than me," Isaac laughed.

“…You really have changed. I didn’t believe Freud when he told me, but now it seems it’s true.” The father stared intently at Isaac. “Would you mind answering a few questions for your father?”

Chapter 486: The Listener (Whisperd)

What do you want to ask me?

“Yesterday I heard your Uncle Hekmedia call me and say that you were the one who injured his bodyguard, Chijta.”

"I did it," Isaac readily admitted. "What? Are they coming for revenge? Should I kill them too?"

"No, it's not that. Have your thoughts become dangerous?" the father said, somewhat amused. "What I want to ask is that you weren't this capable before, so why are you suddenly able to injure a retired Soviet officer?"

Chijida's combat ability is beyond doubt. The fact that she can fight Erica, a member of the Twilight race, basically proves that she has combat power that surpasses that of ordinary people.

Although Isaac's father had taught him martial arts, he didn't study hard at all and was often bullied at school. It was always Chika who stepped in to protect him.

One day, Isaac's father was surprised to be told that such a person could injure Chijida.

“Oh, it’s because I accidentally got hurt by that woman when I was stopping her,” Isaac said. “Then a thought suddenly surged into my mind, and I killed her.”

"A sudden surge of consciousness..." Upon hearing this, Isaac's father fell into deep thought.

He had heard of this situation before; although it didn't exist in modern medicine, he had heard of such people within his organization.

Such people are generally referred to as...

“Whisperd?” he muttered to himself, “but the timing doesn’t feel right.”

"Dad, what did you just say?" Isaac asked curiously.

He had never heard of the word his father used.

“It’s nothing.” The father looked at Isaac and continued, “Let me ask you a question. Do you ever feel like you have knowledge in your mind that doesn’t belong to this era… or something like that?”

"Ok?"

Isaac looked at his father in surprise.

How did he know that he possessed knowledge that was not available in this era?

After passing through the Gate of Truth for the first time, Isaac went to Japan in 2031, the post-apocalyptic world attacked by Gastrea. The technology there was indeed forty years ahead of ours, and Isaac even went there to learn in order to bring the technology back to Amestris.

"How did you know?"

As he said this, Isaac casually mentioned a few design ideas for mechanical equipment that would appear in 2031 that he knew of.

"really……"

Isaac's father seemed to have a strange misunderstanding, and his face was inexplicably heavy.

"By the way, Dad, what is this 'listener' you were talking about earlier?"

Faced with Isaac's question, the father hesitated slightly, but still explained, "It's better to tell you now. Some people are born with scientific and technological knowledge that doesn't belong to this era. Under the right conditions, they can develop machines that modern scientific theories cannot create. They look just like ordinary people, so it's impossible to tell them apart. These people are the 'Listeners'."

Isaac nodded after listening.

It's obvious that they're not talking about themselves; they were reincarnated from another world, and it's not just about bringing some knowledge with them.

However, he still asked his father, "So, Dad, do you think I'm a 'listener'?"

"I'm afraid so... but I've never heard of 'Listeners' being able to increase their combat power to go out and fight, and I've never heard of their personalities changing."

It all looks amazing.

Have you ever met anyone else like me?

“My old friend has a pair of twins, a brother and a sister, who are called ‘The Listeners’,” the father said. “They live in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, on the East Coast of the United States. I’ll take you there to meet them sometime.”

"Oh."

“In short,” the father stood up, placed his hand on Isaac’s shoulder, and said in a deep voice, “you must be careful from now on and never reveal your identity as the ‘listener’.”

"Huh? Oh."

Although he knew perfectly well that he wasn't exactly a 'listener,' he still agreed when he saw his father's serious expression.

"Let's leave it at that for now, as for the details..."

"and many more."

"what happened?"

“Dad, so I’m in a dangerous phase right now…” Isaac suddenly laughed, “Does that mean I don’t have to go to school anymore?”

He really didn't want to go to that primary school; it was not only useless, but also extremely boring.

"Let me discuss this with your mother, but you have to go to school now."

Why?!

""

Anyway, you'll graduate from elementary school soon, so you still need to study hard now.

"……hehe?"

Study? Study my ass!

Didn't Isaac win battles back in Amestris even though I was illiterate?

And you think elementary school content needs to be taught? That's ridiculous!

What his father didn't know was that Isaac was already making plans to skip school in his head.

……

After exchanging a few more casual words, Isaac left the study, while his father remained seated in the same spot, deep in thought.

Not long after, Isaac's mother walked into the study and, seeing her father still deep in thought, asked with some confusion, "What's wrong? Why do you look so serious?"

“You might not believe it, but our son is a ‘listener’.”

“Haha, of course I don’t believe it. If he were ‘The Listener,’ he should have been born a few years later,” the mother laughed. “You’re really something, suddenly making jokes like this.”

“No, don’t you know me? I don’t joke about things like this.” The father gave a wry smile. “Feifan is truly a ‘listener,’ and he is likely of a higher caliber than any listener we know.”

"what?"

Even the mother started to take it seriously.

"So what do we do now?" the mother asked. "Should we report to 'Mithril' and ask them to send someone to protect Feifan?"

"It's better not to. I still feel there are some internal problems, and it's best not to mention this to anyone." The father squinted, thinking of a solution.

The 'Listener' is a piece of information known only to the highest levels of various organizations and even countries. Once a 'Listener' is discovered, it means that a large number of members will come to compete for him, and at that time, they may not be able to protect Isaac.

"Then let's keep things as they are?"

“Let’s leave things as they are for now,” the father said. “Christmas is in two weeks, so let’s go to Testarossa’s house then to discuss our strategy.”

"That's all we can do."

As she spoke, the mother gently hugged the father from behind.

When will we tell the children our identities?

"One day it will happen," the father said with a smile.

Chapter 487: Why a children's meal?

The next morning, Isaac took Levi out.

Although Isaac's parents are now a little worried about him going out alone, they haven't interfered much because of his strong insistence and the fact that he's going to crowded places.

Anyway, only the family of three knew that Isaac was a 'listener', but even so, they still had Erica secretly follow behind them.

……

George had been eagerly waiting in a KFC on the commercial street.

The store was deserted. Isaac and Levi had also come here, while Erica sat in a McDonald's across the street, observing the store through the glass.

"You're here very early."

"I guess so, since you said you'd give me ten thousand dollars whether I agreed to join your team or not," George said with a smile.

"Of course, I would never go back on my word."

Upon hearing this, Levi immediately objected, slamming her hand on the table and saying, "Hey! Old man, do you think you could have escaped without Isaac? And now you're asking for money?"

"Calm down."

Isaac pulled Levi down and continued, "You'll get your ten thousand dollars back, but you'll have to collect it yourself."

As he spoke, Isaac handed George a check from his pocket.

"The check, I hope it's not bounced."

George smiled as he took the check and glanced at it, but his expression immediately changed.

"Floyd Hekmedia!?"

"What? You know him?"

“Of course I know him. He’s a giant in the global shipping industry. I’ve even seen news about him on TV before,” George said. “And there are rumors that he’s also been involved in the arms trade, but there’s no evidence for that.”

"I see."

Although Isaac had long realized that Freud was no ordinary person, he never expected him to have such an identity.

"This check doesn't have a number written on it, how much can I withdraw?"

“He said you can write anything under a million, just write seven nines.” Isaac said, tossing George a ballpoint pen. “I’m a minor and don’t have my own account, it’s too much trouble to do this kind of thing at the bank.”

"I didn't expect you to know such an important person..."