Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

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The next morning, Isaac woke up in his room.

I talked with Leonard very late yesterday, and it was already 3 a.m. when I got back to my room.

When I woke up, I found Chika lying next to me in a thin nightgown, hugging me tightly like a koala.

"I was wondering why it was so cramped. We're supposed to sleep in separate beds, so why are you here with me?"

"Feifan, Qianxia, ​​come out for breakfast."

At that moment, Isaac's mother pushed open the door and saw the scene before her, a wicked smile suddenly appearing on her face.

"Oh my, so affectionate so early in the morning? But Mommy hopes she doesn't become a grandma so soon~"

“I think you should consider our age when you say that.” Isaac pulled Chika off him and went to the side to change his clothes.

It seems the two families are planning to go out today, but Isaac wants to stay here and refine the technique he got from Leonard yesterday.

Seeing Qianxia, ​​who had been thrown back onto her bed and was still fast asleep, her mother said helplessly, "Feifan has become so rude lately. He used to be like a little angel."

People change.

“But if you become like this, you’ll never find a girlfriend.” The mother’s face suddenly turned horrified as she said this. “You don’t like boys, do you?”

"Please stop your unfounded speculation. There is absolutely nothing wrong with my sexual orientation," Isaac said calmly. "Besides, I'm only twelve years old. As a Chinese parent, you should be more worried about my early romantic relationships."

“Early romance isn’t a problem. As a Chinese parent, I’m more afraid that you’ll lose at the starting line, especially in matters of love,” the mother said matter-of-factly.

Isaac realized he couldn't win an argument with his mother, so he gave up.

“Wow, Isaac is extraordinary.” Seeing that Isaac didn’t speak, his mother leaned closer. “Haven’t you ever liked any girls? Erica? Chinatsu? Or Revie, whom you met once before?”

"No, they are family and friends."

"There must be a type of girl you like, right?" the mother persisted.

Isaac looked at his mother: "Yes, but it's vulgar to say."

"Say it."

“Well…” Isaac thought for a moment and said, “I like the kind of… big-breasted, round-butt girls, you know what I mean.”

Mother"……"

That's so vulgar!

Chapter 504: A Christmas Destined to Be Tumultuous

Portsmouth, California, doesn't have many amusement parks, but it does have a few nice museums.

The two families drove to their respective destinations.

Isaac's father was quite disappointed. Normally, the city's coastline would be filled with beautiful women in swimsuits, but now it was winter, and nobody would be swimming at this time of year. Everyone was bundled up in thick down jackets.

Isaac originally planned to continue studying the electromagnetic theory compiled by Leonard and Tessa at home, but his mother forcibly dragged him out with the excuse that "staying at home without moving will turn you into a useless person."

Isaac was helpless about this; he himself didn't even know how strong his physical body was right now. Even if he intentionally neglected it, it would still be at a superhuman level.

Despite saying that, Isaac still obediently went out, carrying a notebook with him the whole time.

This notebook is a collection of materials I obtained from Leonard, which I have summarized and organized into a relatively complete system. However, it is not enough and needs further improvement.

Inside the museum, a group of people walked ahead, while Isaac followed behind them, flipping through his notes. To outsiders, Isaac seemed like a bookworm.

Leonard slowed down and walked over to Isaac, asking, "Extraordinary, what are you looking at?"

“If you call that name again, believe me, I’ll beat you up,” Isaac threatened, then turned his gaze back to his notebook. “Regarding your theory from yesterday, the parts about the reflectivity and decay of electromagnetic waves…”

Isaac and Leonard started chatting.

Carl, who was walking ahead, turned around and saw his son chatting naturally with someone, which surprised him.

"Reinhard didn't usually like chatting with people much, what's wrong with him today?"

“They’re probably all ‘listeners,’ it’s rare to find friends they can really talk to,” Isaac’s father laughed. “There aren’t many people their age who can understand them.”

"Haha, maybe that's true." Karl smiled with satisfaction.

Neither of her two children had many friends. Tessa was alright, just a little shy, but Leonard was clearly a loner.

It's a good thing to have a child to talk to.

But the most important thing now is to protect these children from being harmed by other forces.

"Major General Yao, what are your plans after this?" Karl asked in a low voice.

Isaac's father squinted, as if deep in thought.

After a long pause, he said, "Just yesterday when you told me that there might be a force targeting you, I contacted some agents of 'Mithril,' but I didn't find any force targeting you here."

"So you mean it's still safe for now?"

“No.” Isaac’s father shook his head, his expression grave. “This is not a normal phenomenon at all.”

"what?"

“There’s no reason why 'Mithril' wouldn’t be able to see through something you could. Either they’re hiding it too well, or someone deliberately didn’t let me know,” the father said in a deep voice.

If it's the former, then further investigation is needed, but if it's the latter...

That would be a big problem.

If his organization, Mithril, were infiltrated by local spies, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Mithril is the world's strongest mercenary organization. Apart from lacking nuclear weapons, they possess a technological level that is ten years ahead of the world. Their military is deployed in any corner of the world, and they can immediately take military action wherever a problem arises.

If such an organization were to harbor spies, the threat would be global.

"We can only hope those bastards will take a little longer to arrive."

“Relax, I contacted the intelligence agencies I’m familiar with before, and they said they couldn’t find anything either,” Karl comforted. “Maybe we’re just being too paranoid.”

"I hope so."

……

Behind them, Leonard continued talking to Isaac.

"By the way, Feifan, do you know what day it is today?"

"I know, it's Christmas. Do you want me to give you a present?"

"Of course you don't need to send me a present for Christmas, you're not Santa Claus."

"It's good to know."

“Today is also Tessa’s and my birthday,” Leonard said with a smile.

"So you still want me to give you a gift, huh?" Isaac glanced at Leonard. "Why should I give you a gift?"

"You're my older brother."

"I don't remember having a talkative little brother like you?"

Although Isaac said this, he still took out a pen and wrote something on the last few pages of his notebook.

“Let me give you some skills, though you probably won’t use them in your life, but maybe you can use them to get a good job when you grow up,” Isaac said.

Having obtained the technology from the brother and sister, I must, according to the principle of equivalent exchange, give them a share of the technology in return.

Although it may not be as widely used as theirs.

"Thank you, Brother Feifan."

"If you call me that name again, I'll really beat you up."

"Hahahahaha."

Tessa looked at Isaac and Leonard chatting and laughing behind her with some curiosity. How long ago was the last time her usually withdrawn brother had interacted with someone like this?

But looking back now, it was a good thing.

She secretly focused her gaze on the boy who was chatting with his brother.

"It really is thanks to this strange older brother."

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In the United States, turkey is an essential part of Christmas.

Isaac's parents planned to go to the mall and buy a turkey themselves, while Testarossa's family took Isaac and the other children back first.

"Mr. Carl said that?" Isaac's mother asked while shopping for groceries at the mall.

“His intelligence department hasn’t found anything either, so maybe we’re overthinking it,” the father said, still somewhat uneasy. “But we still can’t let our guard down. I’ve already put my men on standby at the port. It would be best if we stayed with Testarossa’s family for a while, so we could look out for each other.”

"Ah."

"Don't think too much about it," the father comforted with a smile. "At least let's get through Christmas today, and then we can think about other things."

"That's true, it's a rare holiday." The mother felt much more relaxed.

However, what they didn't know was that a fully armed force was steadily approaching the Testarossa family's mansion.

This Christmas may well be anything but peaceful.

Chapter 505: The Gift

"I've finished writing it."

Isaac handed his notebook to Leonard.

He had been drawing design diagrams and formulas on the bus, and he only stopped drawing some time after arriving home.

After Leonard took it and looked at the contents, he found that Isaac's design was extremely neat, as if it had been drawn with professional drawing tools.

However, he never had even a ruler in his hand.

"You draw so well," Leonard exclaimed.

“I’ve practiced before,” Isaac said with a smile.

When he was learning alchemy, he was required to draw a perfect circle by hand, which was the foundation of alchemy but also a difficult point.

Many alchemists like to carry their transmutation circles with them when they are finished, but Isaac, as a soldier, has to consider the possibility that his transmutation circle might break or be lost during battle.