Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Is it the child your subordinate mentioned before, the one who saved a group of children in Romania?"

"Yes, he's only twelve years old."

Whenever Isaac is mentioned, the father feels very proud, but there is also some worry in his pride.

"That's a really good kid. He's only twelve years old and he's already so talented."

As the woman spoke, she suddenly felt a pain in her abdominal wound, which made her frown slightly.

"what happened?"

“No, it’s just that I saw a twelve-year-old boy a month ago.” She laughed. “At that time, our troops tried to assassinate him, but his men wiped them all out. I was also shot in the abdomen, but I managed to escape by playing dead.”

"These kids these days have absolutely no sense of chivalry," the father said with some malice. "Although he's probably going to be someone important, he'll never find a girlfriend when he grows up."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Ah!"

Standing on the deck looking out at the sea, Isaac couldn't help but sneeze.

Chapter 528: The Maid

"Brother Isaac, do you have a cold?"

Hansel and Greta, the two children, also came up to the deck and were concerned when they saw Isaac sneeze.

"No, I don't know what happened either." Isaac wiped his nose.

A group of soldiers on guard, observing Isaac's reaction, whispered among themselves, "Do you think our boss is allergic to Earth's air?"

I think it's possible.

Ever since Isaac tore AS apart in front of them, they've been looking at him like he's an alien.

I've never heard of any speculation about Isaac's identity. Some say he's a Kryptonian, a mutant, a Cybertronian, or even a superhuman created through human experimentation by some country. They just make up whatever nonsense they can think of.

It's highly questionable that Isaac can do things that humans can't.

"Hey, are you guys talking about me behind my back again?"

"No, no!"

The two soldiers quickly shook their heads.

George poured himself a cup of coffee, walked onto the deck, looked at Isaac, and asked, "What are we going back to America for this time?"

“We need to find a way to launder this money, since it’s all from shady dealings,” Isaac said. “When you get back, just think of a way, whether it’s through the mafia or by setting up a shell company. Right now, we need some legitimate funds.”

"We can leave this to Wilson; he's more experienced in this area."

"Then let him do it."

"Boss, are you trying to legalize your business?"

“Yes, but it’s a bit different from legalization in the traditional sense,” Isaac laughed. “It’s that all powers have to acknowledge that my business is legal.”

"Your way of thinking is really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people... But never mind, I'll pass it on to Wilson."

"Ah."

……

The cargo ship was still sailing at sea after several days. Maritime transport is inherently risky, because you never know when the international police might come looking for trouble, and even if they don't, pirates might come knocking.

Isaac encountered pirates several times during his transport. This group operated on the high seas, making a living by robbing and trafficking people and drugs, and would look for opportunities to attack large merchant ships.

To ensure his cargo remained undiscovered, Isaac had to personally go to their ship and kill them one by one with a knife, thus avoiding a scene of infighting.

There's nothing we can do about it; we need to keep the roads clear. In the past few months alone, Isaac has killed probably in the four figures. Of course, after killing them all, we still need to check for any supplies.

However, this journey is coming to an end today.

The ship docked in Hawaii, unloaded its cargo, and then sailed to its private warehouse. After some time to repair it, everyone on board was able to go home.

Isaac glanced at the Hansel and Greta sisters behind him. Their arrangements were also very important, and for the time being, he could only leave them with his family for a while.

Isaac had already informed his father that he would be docking in Hawaii, so someone came to find him as soon as he disembarked.

"Are you little Isaac?"

"...Yes, that's me."

He's still not used to people calling him "little kid".

"Here is a letter for you."

"OK,"

After receiving the letter from the man, Isaac opened the envelope.

Inside was a letter written in Chinese and an accompanying photograph.

The letter stated that the home address had been changed and that a new maid had been hired.

"I didn't expect Dad to actually hire a maid. I wonder what Mom's reaction will be."

Isaac picked up the accompanying photo, which was a family portrait in the yard of their new villa. His father and mother were standing together, with Chinatsu and Erika in front of them, and a beautiful maid with glasses and a warm smile standing next to his mother.

"This maid... I feel like I've seen her somewhere before." Isaac couldn't quite place her for a moment.

"Hey boss, where are we going to have fun tonight?" After directing everyone to unload the goods, George went to find Isaac and found him staring at the photos in his hand, so he went over to him.

"What's wrong? Photos of your family?"

"Yes, a new maid has joined the household."

"A maid, huh? The boss's family must be really rich." George smiled as he looked at the photo.

But his expression changed as soon as he saw it.

"what happened?"

“Boss,” George said with a slightly cryptic expression, “do you remember that woman we met in Colombia?”

"Her? I remember her. Several of you were almost killed when you tried to take her down."

"Doesn't she look like the maid in the photo?"

Upon hearing George's words, Isaac looked at the photo again and, upon closer inspection, realized that the resemblance was indeed striking.

The woman he had met before was an elite FARC soldier with a cold gaze and a murderous aura, while the woman in the photo had a gentle smile and gave off the feeling of an intellectual older sister. The difference in their temperaments was too great.

“It’s probably just an illusion. Maybe they just look alike.” Isaac put the photo in his pocket. “My dad is a general in the Mithril organization. He wouldn’t bring someone with a suspicious identity home.”

"It seems so."

-

"Miss Chika, is it true that the young master will be back tomorrow or the day after?"

“Yes, Robert, you’re very interested in Isaac?” Chika asked with a smile.

“No, I’m just curious about what kind of person he is,” Robert said with a smile.

The former FARC soldier was transformed into a maid in Isaac's home, and her name was changed to Robert.

Although she can't cook at all, she's quite good at other housework and is very gentle. The whole family loves this new member very much.

"What does young master Isaac look like?"

"Oh right, you haven't seen him since you came here." Qianxia thought for a moment, then suddenly ran back to her room.

Not long after, they brought out a picture frame.

"This is a photo of me and Isaac. The boy in the picture is Isaac."

"Let me see."

Roberta smiled as she took the photo, but her smile vanished the moment she saw the person in it.

The boy in the photo looks exactly like the person she was previously ordered by the organization to eliminate.

"No, that's not right."

She quickly discovered the blind spot.

The Isaac in the photo had a bright smile, but the Isaac she met was an arms dealer whose smile revealed madness and murderous intent, completely different from the person in the photo.

"Perhaps it's just a coincidence," Robert murmured, then asked Chinatsu, "Why did the young master leave before?"

“We were attacked, and then my uncle took him to a relative’s house for refuge. He only came back today.”

Chapter 529: Meeting

"So you've moved here already?"

Isaac hailed a taxi and arrived in the suburbs on the edge of Manhattan, still holding the address his father had given him.

The previous houses were just middle-class bungalows, two stories with a yard. But this huge villa in front of us…

The building now occupies twice the area of ​​the original, with three floors, a garden, and a swimming pool.

"Has Dad struck it rich lately?"

He was followed by twin little girls with silver-white hair; he had brought them back with him on his way home.

Isaac had originally intended to ask his men if any of them could take care of the children, but they all shook their heads. They were all slovenly and basically had no ability to take care of children, so the task naturally fell to him.

The two little girls were very nervous about meeting Isaac's family, and they clung to his back at the door, not daring to look in front of him.

"Relax, my family are all good people."

Hansel: "Hmm..."

Greta: "We know."

Because the two children were twins, it was difficult for everyone on the ship to tell who was the older sister and who was the younger sister. Only Isaac was able to distinguish between them by sensing their aura.

Without thinking much, he rang the doorbell.

ding dong~

A short while later, the door opened, and a young woman dressed as a maid walked up to Isaac. This was Roberta, whom her father had mentioned in his letter.

"Welcome back. You must be Young Master Yao Feifan, right?"

"...Damn, it really was you."