Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"This is just speculation; the specific reasons are still unclear," the father said with a smile. "In any case, Feifan is still our son, isn't he?"

"Yes." The mother nodded.

After hesitating for a moment, the father suddenly said, "Feifan may have been targeted by the enemy. I plan to send him to stay with relatives for a while."

"what?"

“Although we may be separated for a short time, this is for his safety,” the father said.

The mother gritted her teeth; it meant she wouldn't be able to see her son for a while.

After considering many factors, he agreed:

"...This is the only way."

The father was very quiet at this moment, his mind replaying what Isaac had just told him.

——Ten minutes ago——

"Dad, I need to talk to you about something."

"What?" the father asked, puzzled.

“We don’t yet know the true nature of this organization, and the investigation process is definitely not simple,” Isaac said. “They can even infiltrate American territory; they are definitely not a simple organization.”

"That's true."

The father believed that Isaac's existence had been exposed, so more people would come to cause trouble for them, and hiding in the United States would be of no use.

They are now completely exposed to the enemy's view.

“So I’ve decided to start investigating this organization on my own tomorrow,” Isaac said.

The father was startled upon hearing this: "What did you say?!"

"I'm going to investigate that organization and one person."

"Are you crazy?!" The father grabbed Isaac's shoulder. "How could you possibly be safe alone?! This organization is far more powerful than we imagine, and you're all alone..."

A minor investigating a massive organization on his own? Are you kidding me?

“I can manage on my own.” Seeing his father’s troubled expression, Isaac smiled and said, “I don’t need any help. If I continue to stay at home, it will be very unsafe for you.”

"What nonsense are you talking about? We are family, and we need to face difficulties together!"

“Precisely because we are family, we cannot expose you to danger.” Isaac’s eyes were firm. “Trust me.”

"..."

The father looked at his son and realized that, in a short period of time, the somewhat timid child in front of him had transformed into a man whom even he had to take seriously, though he still looked like a child.

"Only you, Dad, know about this. I will contact you regularly. To everyone else, just say that I've gone to stay with relatives. That's the only thing you can tell them, including my mom, Chika, and Erica."

Isaac told his father some details, and his father was surprised that his son had thought so much about it.

I feel like he's no longer a twelve-year-old child.

Have you made up your mind?

"I was already aware of this."

"Are you ready..." the father murmured, then burst into laughter, "Hahahaha, you're truly my son."

The father and son reached a consensus.

Chapter 508: Leaving Home

This Christmas was anything but peaceful, as a group of unknown soldiers shattered the otherwise tranquil holiday.

Tessa had already fainted when the door suddenly exploded, and she didn't see anything that happened afterward. As for Leonard, he witnessed Isaac wielding a kitchen knife and killing a soldier with his bare hands.

In his mind, Isaac was so powerful that he could easily handle any crisis.

As a former U.S. Navy admiral, Carl was used to this kind of scene, but Isaac's strength still exceeded his expectations.

That night, almost no one was able to sleep; everyone was on edge.

"Dad, what did they say over there?"

Isaac walked over to his father, who had just finished his phone call, and asked him.

"Everyone says they haven't seen any suspicious people on the sea. I suspect this group may have already infiltrated the city and were just waiting to make their move today."

Carl then walked over to the two of them and said, "I asked the local police station about the situation, but I didn't get any useful information."

Isaac wasn't surprised to hear this. The fact that this organization could appear in the United States and carry out military operations without anyone noticing proved that it was indeed quite capable.

The current suspects are organizations based in the United States, affiliated with large conglomerates or corporations. If they are located overseas, then the only suspects are former KGB members.

"Uncle Carl, did you tell them about the intrusion tonight?"

“No, not at all. I deliberately didn’t mention the attack so as not to alert them. I just told them to keep an eye out,” Carl replied. “By the way, I didn’t realize Isaac, you were so capable.”

"If you figured it out, it proves I'm not that great," Isaac laughed.

The three headed towards the spot where the battle had just taken place, while Erica stayed behind to protect everyone in the room.

“I’ve disposed of all the bodies. Uncle Carl, you should also try to find a way to leave here tomorrow,” Isaac said. “It’s no longer safe here.”

“I know,” Carl nodded.

The boy in front of me seemed less like a child and more like an experienced adult.

At this moment, he looked at what was in front of him and was deeply shocked.

The original corpse had disappeared, the bullet holes in the surrounding trees had also disappeared, and there wasn't even a trace of blood left on the ground.

"This……"

“If I say it’s clean, then it’s clean,” Isaac laughed. “I think that unknown organization would probably be curious about this situation.”

Carl looked at Isaac's father with a strange expression, his face clearly saying, "How exactly did you raise your son?" This left the father feeling helpless, and he could only shake his head to indicate that he knew nothing.

"Oh right, what about the two survivors?" Isaac suddenly remembered.

His father knocked out two people, and these two people, as witnesses, should be able to provide some information.

“I’ve sent them to my men,” the father said. “But so far, they haven’t gotten anything out of them, and we still know nothing about them.”

"Alright, about what I mentioned before..."

"Your mother has agreed, and I will take you out of the city tomorrow."

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Early in the morning, everyone gathered in the courtyard.

The mother still had a smile on her face, but no one knew what she was thinking. Erica's expression was somewhat conflicted; it was rare for this usually expressionless girl to be like this.

Chika's eyes were red, as if she had been crying.

They all knew that Isaac would be leaving the family soon, and it was inevitable that they felt a little sad.

Isaac's expression was equally complex, his face even contorted. Everyone assumed he was trying to suppress his tears, but in reality...

'No! I can't laugh! I have to hold it in!! I can't let them see how incredibly excited I am!'

This is what Isaac is really thinking right now.

He was finally able to say goodbye to school, to smoke and drink freely, and to go about his own business. This almost made him laugh out loud while hiding under the covers at night.

Seeing Isaac's expression, his mother gently hugged him.

"Feifan, it's just a temporary separation. If you want to cry, then cry."

Sorry, I really want to laugh, I can't hold it in anymore.

Helpless, he gently pushed his mother away, trying his best to control his expression: "Mom, don't worry, I'll find a chance to come back and see you during holidays."

At this moment, Qianxia threw herself into Isaac's arms and cried, "Isaac, next time... next time I come back I will definitely become stronger, and I will protect you! I will never let you leave again!"

'Please let me leave for a while.'

Although that's what I thought to myself, Isaac still said, "Yeah, good luck."

Tessa was still holding the teddy bear Isaac had given her. She looked at Isaac, who had already packed his luggage, and asked timidly, "Brother Isaac, will we ever see each other again?"

Despite their brief time together, Isaac left a fairly good impression on her. At least he was the first friend to give her a birthday present.

"It definitely will."

Leonard walked over and patted Isaac on the shoulder.

Be careful.

"I will be careful."

The two men simultaneously extended their fists and collided.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Isaac got into the car as they watched him go, and his father stepped on the gas at that moment.

The car started and drove away into the distance, disappearing from everyone's sight.

……

"puff!"

Isaac still couldn't hold it in on the bus.

"You heartless brat, is running away from home really such a happy thing?" Isaac's father said with a laugh.

“Don’t make it sound like I’m never coming back. Investigating always gets tiring,” Isaac said. “Besides, I can earn my own living while I’m out here, so you’re saving some money on living expenses, aren’t you?”

“Your dad isn’t short of money. Maybe I’ll even have some spare cash to hire a maid in a while.”

"Then we'll have to ask my mom if she agrees."

As the car drove along the highway, Isaac and his father continued talking.

“Although you suddenly seem like a different person, you are my son, and that will never change,” the father said.

“Yes,” Isaac laughed, looking at the scenery rushing past the window, “in any world.”

After a few short drives, Isaac got out of the car in front of a suburban motel.

"Oh, by the way, Feifan, take this." The father handed Isaac a card in the car.

"what is this?"