Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

“Hahaha, just like his father, both extremely arrogant.” Daniel laughed first, then his expression darkened slightly, “but he is even more deadly.”

"That's what I thought too. I don't know why, but I always felt a murderous aura about him," some cadres said with lingering fear.

For the first time, the family officers who had survived years of killing felt a dangerous aura emanating from a sixteen-year-old boy.

"Is he really Yao Dabao's son?"

“Of course, that’s why I’ve always had doubts about his abilities,” Daniel whispered.

Isaac's father left behind many legends and titles in this city, such as "Fourth Street King of Fighters," "Humanoid Monster," "Big Baldy," and "Nightclub Prince."

When it comes to the father's abilities, many people are amazed.

Despite not being a member of the Twilight race, he had never been defeated in the city due to his martial arts skills. Even the commander of the Twilight race mercenary group, Gina Pacoli, who was known as the strongest member of the Twilight race, fought him to a draw.

This terrifying strength also contributed to his legendary status in Yelkastum back then.

But then he left quietly, and no one knows where he went.

Years later, his son came to the city again.

"His father is an exception, after all, and I don't think there's any particular need to pay attention to this kid named Isaac."

“That being said, but…” Daniel pondered, “my gut tells me he might be ten times more dangerous than his father.”

"So now..."

"We shouldn't interfere with what he does. If the old Corsican guy insists on causing him trouble, we shouldn't meddle."

The implication is that they won't help anyone, and they won't get involved in any mess related to Isaac.

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When Isaac left, Erica and her brother Derek seemed to still be talking about something.

“Erica, are you still chatting?” Isaac asked. “If you want to continue catching up, I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

“No, we’ve already finished talking.” Erica quickly walked to Isaac’s side after seeing him leave.

This reaction made Derico shake his head with a wry smile.

However, he was very understanding.

Once a person is chosen as the master of a contract, the Twilight race will always prioritize that person.

Just as he himself obeyed Daniel Monor, Erica regarded Isaac as her master, so her reaction was within his expectations.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Isaac?" Derek approached Isaac.

“Yes, it’s me,” Isaac said. “You must be Erica’s brother.”

“Well, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Derico.” Derico politely extended his hand to shake hands with Isaac. “Erica, your family has taken such good care of you in Montreal these past few years.”

“There’s no such thing as taking care of her or not, Erica is my family.”

“Hahaha, I’m relieved to hear you say that,” Derico laughed. “Our orphanage was attacked before, and Erica was kidnapped. We lost contact for several years afterward. I heard that your father rescued her in the laboratory.”

"Yes, that's definitely the case."

"Your father must be Yao Dabao."

"You know him too?"

"He was also quite famous in Yelkastum. There was a time when mobs started marching around looking for Twilight People to kill. It was your father who stepped forward and protected many people."

"I've never heard my dad mention that before."

“That’s true. Although I was a little resentful that he hadn’t come back to see Erica after taking her away, I still have a lot of respect for him,” Derico said.

Actually, I've come back to visit several times, but no one knows that you, as the older brother, are hiding in the Monno family.

"In short, Mr. Isaac, you should be extra careful in this city from now on." Derico suddenly became serious. "Your father left behind not only legends, but also enemies."

Chapter 550: What Happened Back Then

After arriving in this city, I didn't actually spend much time working. Although Isaac was in charge of the factory's construction, it didn't really matter whether he was there or not; the staff were all quite conscientious.

Isaac brought several dozen team members to Yelkastum this time. They didn't bring enough weapons, so today Isaac had a batch of supplies transferred from headquarters.

As a drone equipped with the ECS electromagnetic stealth system flew to Isaac's location, several boxes were dropped.

It was filled with magazines and grenades, as well as some supplies.

In warfare, laymen focus on technology, while experts focus on logistics. When establishing the IW, Isaac not only invested heavily in weaponry and equipment but also prioritized logistics.

The headquarters' drones can airdrop supplies to any combat area in a very short time, and transport aircraft can be dispatched to deploy heavy weapons if needed.

"Boss, what are you doing bringing all this stuff over here? We've been here for so long and haven't fought a single battle," the soldier asked, somewhat puzzled.

"What if we get into trouble someday?"

"To be honest, there are only some gangsters here, not the real deal. If they want to fight us, they'd better think twice."

Isaac wasn't the only one who thought they were low-class; the soldiers who came with him agreed that they looked down on them.

“Don’t let your guard down. Stay vigilant until the factory is fully built,” Isaac said. “We’ll assess the situation once the factory officially starts operations.”

"Yes."

The factory has its own people managing it for him, so Isaac can take a walk around the streets.

After wandering aimlessly for a while, I stopped in front of a dilapidated apartment building. This was the building where the convenience store was located.

"...Why did I come here? Oh well, I have some questions to ask them anyway."

"Please use it."

Alex placed the hot tea in front of Isaac and then stood obediently to his side.

The person in front of him was Warwick.

"Hey, what brings you here today?"

"Just browsing, and I wanted to ask you a few questions." Isaac took a sip of tea and then asked, "Do you know my dad?"

"Your father? Who is he?"

"Yao Dabao".

"Huh!?" Warwick exclaimed in surprise, looking at Isaac in disbelief.

Alex was completely baffled. She hadn't been in Yelkastum for long and didn't know such a person existed.

"What's wrong, Warwick? Is Mr. Isaac's father famous?"

"He's quite famous, a figure both respected and hated in Yelkastum, a legend in himself," Warwick exclaimed. "I never would have guessed he was your father; I never would have guessed from his appearance."

“I look more like my mom, there’s nothing I can do about it,” Isaac explained briefly. “How much do you know about what he did here back then?”

Warwick hesitated for a moment, then slowly said:

"That was a few years after Nicholas and I came here, about twenty years ago. A bald young man came here intending to make a name for himself. That man was your father, Yao Dabao."

"Hmm." Isaac listened attentively, holding his teacup.

“That period was marked by constant gang warfare, the Twilight race being subjected to various forms of abuse and massacre, and the entire Yelcastrum was in a turbulent time,” Warwick said. “It was also around that time that the current Cristiano family had not yet risen to prominence, and your father happened to be at their family’s nightclub that night.”

"...Don't tell me my dad once spent a night at a brothel when he was young and couldn't pay the bill, and then Uncle Luca let him go, and my dad agreed to help him build his empire for a news report. Don't tell me it's such a bullshit story!"

"Huh?" Warwick looked at Isaac in surprise. "How did you know?"

"...I guessed it roughly based on the character's personality analysis." Isaac covered his face.

"That's how it is. After that, your father, Mr. Yao Dabao, learned that Mr. Cristiano wanted to protect the Twilight Race, so he was very dedicated to protecting them while he was here," Warwick continued. "Your father is extremely powerful. Some gangs even hired A-level Twilight Race members to deal with him, but they were all defeated."

At this point, Warwick glanced at Isaac with some curiosity.

"Now that you mention it, I understand. Your terrifying fighting ability is probably inherited from your father. You're really amazing. Four years ago, you were only twelve years old, and you were already enough to terrify Nicholas."

“I don’t think this has anything to do with him. Tell me, did my father encounter any enemies or anything like that when he was in Yelkastum?”

"Of course there are. Apart from the Cristiano family and the Twilight race mercenary group led by Gina, which have a good relationship with your father, the other two major gangs do not have a good relationship with him. In particular, the Corsican family, which I told you about before, hates him to the bone."

"I see."

"Actually, there are quite a few stories like this, such as your father breaking all the spending records at Yelkastum nightclubs..."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear any of this," Isaac quickly interrupted.

“Hahaha, it’s nothing to be ashamed of.” Warwick laughed heartily. “Your father was a hero in the eyes of the Twilight People in this city. The way those Twilight People girls looked at your father back then, tsk tsk tsk…”

"I didn't realize he was once a winner in life."

Isaac never expected to hear about his father's philandering history while he was here.

“That’s right, but he didn’t stay here for more than a few years before leaving Yercasterm. I heard he was recruited by some organization,” Warwick recalled. “I don’t know the specifics, but I do know that after he left, the Cristiano family was targeted intentionally or unintentionally, and the status of the Twilight race here declined once again.”

The big tree that blocked the wind is gone; things turning out this way was to be expected.

“Of course,” Isaac said casually. “After all, my dad doesn’t have the habit of eliminating problems completely.”

“Speaking of which, Isaac,” Warwick suddenly asked, “are you here to carry on your father’s legacy?”

“I’m here for myself, and when circumstances allow, I’ll help him resolve some of the remaining issues,” Isaac’s eyes sharpened. “To clean things up completely.”

Chapter 551: He's Stronger Than Me

"How about it? Would you like to hear more about your father's story?"

“I think it’s unnecessary. By the way, are you close to my dad?” Isaac asked.

“It was alright. Nicholas and I both received help from your father back then,” Warwick said with a smile. “You know I was a male prostitute, and I worked in a brothel. Back then, your father…”

"You came to the shop where you work looking for women, didn't you? Don't mention that." Isaac waved his hand.

Although he's become more well-behaved since marrying his mother, if his father were to report his past actions, he would definitely be in deep trouble.

"But as you know, the shop I work for is run by a Corsican family, so your father is on their blacklist."

"I thank that family on behalf of my mother, although it's inevitable that we'll have to wipe them out."

"Hahahahaha."

Watching Warwick laugh heartily, Isaac continued drinking his tea, but after a while his eyes glanced towards the door.

"Someone is coming."

"Huh? That might be Nicholas."