Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"No, no," the father quickly said. "Let's talk in the study while we still have time."

"it is good."

Chapter 501: The Listener Siblings

In the study of Testarossa Mansion, Carl and Isaac's father sat facing each other.

The mother, Isaac, and others were busy moving things from the truck, and young Tessa was helping as well.

"Major General Yao, I was almost shocked when I heard you were a doctor in Manhattan," Carl said, looking at Isaac's father with a smile. "What was your reason for leaving the Atlantic Fleet?"

“We got married then, and my wife and I both wanted a peaceful life,” Isaac’s father said with a smile. “So a year later, my wife resigned and left the organization, but as a high-ranking member, I had to stay.”

"I see. You've had it tough too."

"Hahaha, thankfully, in the past twelve years, apart from my former subordinates occasionally contacting me and asking me to come to a meeting, there's basically nothing else going on." He laughed heartily.

Isaac's father is quite satisfied with his current life.

“There’s one more thing, about what you told me before,” Carl’s expression turned serious. “You told me that your son, Isaac, is also a ‘listener’…”

“That’s right. Although I had some doubts before, based on the current situation, he is very likely the ‘Listener.’” The father’s face also darkened.

For them, their child being a 'listener' is definitely not good news.

Once exposed, they will definitely be targeted by various countries or certain organizations, which could endanger their lives.

"But it's strange, the 'Listeners' should all be born on the same day, so why is Isaac born four years earlier?" Karl wondered.

"I don't know about that. The concept of a 'listener' isn't exactly a logical one, and things can change," the father said, shrugging.

He heard about the 'listener' from some senior executives during a meeting two years ago.

Once, a child was introduced to the local government in Alaska, where he wrote out chemical formulas and physical equations that were not yet published at the time, using crayons.

Once the incident was reported, the child's family disappeared.

"Regarding your two children... who else besides me knows about Tessa and Leonard?"

“Besides you, there’s also the British Navy, Captain Richard Maddox of the Turbulent,” Carl said.

"...So it was that Englishman?"

"You know him?"

“Yes, we know each other. Our fleet cooperated with his fleet during the Cold War.” Isaac’s father rubbed his temples and said with a hint of disdain, “He’s a serious person to the point of being annoying.”

"Hahahaha, I knew you two were definitely incompatible." Karl laughed loudly.

However, his expression looked somewhat unnatural after he finished laughing.

“Actually, before you came, an intelligence agency informed me that my child might be being targeted by a force.”

"What?" The father's eyes narrowed. "Who is it?"

“I don’t know yet. I’ve already informed a few of my trusted subordinates, and they will arrange for someone to investigate,” Carl said. “Yao, you also need to be prepared. If Isaac really is the ‘Listener,’ this can’t be kept a secret forever.”

"..."

Isaac's father fell into deep thought.

"Feifan, come help Mom with this bag of flour."

"Oh."

Isaac took a large bag of flour from the car and headed towards Testarossa's house.

Chinatsu, this lively girl, seemed to be very good at communicating with people. She quickly became familiar with the originally shy Tessa, and they chatted and laughed together.

Is Mom planning to cook for herself on Christmas Eve?

“You could say it’s a collaboration between me and Mrs. Testarossa,” Isaac’s mother smiled. “I can even cook some Chinese food.”

"Chinese food? I can make that too."

"Huh? You can do that?" His mother looked at Isaac strangely. "I know you can bake cookies, but you can cook too?"

"Yes, dishes like Imperial Decree Crispy Fish and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

"You're just bragging."

"Looks like I'll have to show off my skills," Isaac snorted twice.

When he was in Singapore, he even went to learn how to cook, and he did manage to make quite a few high-class dishes back then.

Thinking back, why did I have the free time to learn how to cook back then...?

The mother was moving things when she suddenly saw Isaac clutching his head, his face looking extremely pale. She immediately put down what she was doing and ran over to check on him.

"What's wrong, Feifan? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, it's nothing."

Seeing his mother's anxious expression, Isaac shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

What exactly have I forgotten?

I learned to cook for someone... but who exactly is that person?

It must be someone very important to me, but I just can't remember...

He looked at his perfectly intact arm.

"It looks like we have to find an opportunity to kill him."

Not long after, a car drove up from a distance.

The car was parked in Testarossa's garage, and a beautiful woman with long, silver-white hair got out.

"mom!"

When Tessa saw her, she happily rushed into her arms, a reaction that perfectly revealed the woman's identity.

“Hello, Mrs. Testarossa,” Isaac’s mother also stepped forward to greet her.

"Just call me Maria," the woman said with a smile.

Maria Testarossa, that's her name. She is Carl's wife and Tessa's mother. In appearance, she is a quintessential noblewoman.

"Hello, Mrs. Testarossa," Isaac greeted her as well.

"You must be Isaac. You don't have to be so formal with me," Maria said with a smile.

"Okay, Auntie."

"Auntie or something..."

"Auntie?"

"..."

How can such a cute little boy be so clueless? Does he really like calling himself so old?

"Maria, you're back."

Carl and Isaac's father also came out of the study.

……

There are now eight people in the living room: Isaac's family of five, Testarossa's family of three.

The group sat at the dining table, while Isaac's mother and Maria were preparing dinner in the kitchen.

"Reynard doesn't seem to be here yet."

"I see." Maria frowned slightly. "Tessa, go and call your brother downstairs."

"Huh?" Tessa turned around, confused.

She was still helping to tidy up the table at that moment.

“How about I go?” Isaac said.

He was also interested in the remaining 'listener,' although Tessa was also one of the 'listeners,' but she was too shy for Isaac to have much opportunity to ask.

Chapter 502: The Extraordinary Isaac

The second floor of Testarossa's house is where the family lives, with a total of three rooms and a bathroom.

Isaac walked up to a door with the word 'Raynald' written on it and knocked.

dong dong dong.

"who are you?"

The door slowly opened, and a small head peeked out from the crack.

The little boy has a similar appearance to Tessa, but looks somewhat gloomy.

“Hello, I’m Isaac, who came to visit with my dad today,” Isaac said. “Your parents asked me to come and find you downstairs.”

"okay, I get it."

Leonard nodded, then opened the door to come out.

Isaac also happened to see the scene in the little boy's room.

The bed and desk were simple, except that there was a piece of paper covered with scribbles on the wall next to the desk, filled with dense English words and numbers.

Most people might think it's just a child's scribbles, but Isaac, who studied in 2031, can understand the information on it.

"Let's go."

Before leaving, Leonard called out to Isaac and found him staring intently at the graffiti in the room.

"Don't bother looking, you won't understand," Leonard reminded him.

Isaac pointed directly at the graffiti on the wall and asked, "Did you write this?"

"Just drawing for fun," Leonard mumbled.

In his eyes, Isaac was just a child a few years older than himself, and what he wrote was not something an ordinary child could understand.

"That's really impressive," Isaac exclaimed. "How do you achieve invisibility using electromagnetism? By using glass fibers arranged parallel to each other on a circuit board to bend electromagnetic waves, thereby shielding radio signals and even visible light?"

"!"