The father he spoke of was Old Martinson. Old Martinson had adopted him as his adopted son, and his status as heir was now justified.
Children adopted abroad also have legal inheritance rights.
Yang Yumei was stunned and then reacted: "You can eat it and take some back later."
“But is your father far away from here? If it is too far, I’m afraid the fruit will be lost in my arms.”
Shuer looked excited and said, "It's not far, it'll be delivered in eight hours at most."
He just ate a pear. After eating it, his nose, throat, lungs, and entire respiratory tract felt extremely relaxed. It felt like it had been cleansed instantly.
At this time, his breathing was extremely clear and easy, as if he had been wearing a heavy mask before, but now he took it off in an instant, feeling very relaxed.
This is an extremely wonderful feeling.
The feeling is much more wonderful than taking the holy spring, and the effect is almost immediate.
Is this a magical plant irrigated by the holy spring? Amazing.
It is much more magical than drinking the holy spring directly... Is this the real way to use the holy spring?
This fruit should have been cultivated with many holy springs, and it is much more precious than the holy springs in Xiure's heart.
He thought that if it was really cultivated with the holy spring, would his father also use it to cultivate some?
The thought came up and he immediately killed it. His father would never do this.
Using the marrow-washing spring to cultivate magical fruits sounds wonderful, but the maturity of fruit trees is measured in years. I don’t know how many holy springs need to be watered every year. Even if you combine countless holy springs, it is not enough.
The return on investment is not proportional.
Perhaps only the Son of God who has mastered the holy spring can have such luxury - Xiure thought longingly.
Xiure was so rude. He had a full meal at Chen Chu's house and took away a basket when he left.
It's really rude to even eat and take it...
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When Xiure left, he was naturally noticed by the special operations team, especially the things in his hands, which made Wei Guozhong sigh.
Yes, Wei Guozhong was right next door to Chen Chu, in the house that had been transformed into the main office of the special operations team.
He felt really unhappy when he saw the guy Xiure holding those fruits in his hands.
Old Martinson is so shameless! Simply despicable.
Wei Guozhong was almost dying of acidity. He had not even eaten those magical fruits a few times. As a result, the foreigner could not even eat and take them...
Thinking of this, he went out and knocked on Chen Chu's door, deciding that if Chen Chu didn't give him fruit tonight, he really wouldn't leave.
It doesn’t make sense that there is even an ‘outsider’, but he doesn’t, right?
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After Xiure left Chen Chu's house, he immediately picked up the fruit in his hand and quickly took the elevator to leave.
He walked very quickly, not even daring to look back. He pressed the elevator button anxiously and urgently, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when the elevator went up.
He quickly looked back and found that no one was following him and immediately entered the elevator.
He naturally brought bodyguards with him, but he wanted to visit Chen Chu's home. He was afraid of offending, so he did not dare to bring bodyguards with him and left them downstairs.
If he knew that he would gain something like this today, he would definitely bring his bodyguards with him.
After all, this is Dahua, and he has no foundation or tentacles in Dahua. If a 'robber' comes out at this time and snatches away the fruits cultivated by the holy spring, then he will not even have the slightest ability to resist. .
He would never mind guessing the worst about Wei Guozhong.
To put it aside, Wei Guozhong really had such an idea, but it was too late, otherwise Wei Guozhong would have really found a 'robber' to rob Xiuer. What? Something was robbed? We regret this, we will strengthen public security management, and we will definitely catch the robber.
Then? What else then?
It's a pity that there is not enough time. If he knew that Shuer would get those fruits today, he would definitely have made arrangements earlier.
It wasn't until the elevator door was completely closed that Xiure's heart slowly relaxed, knowing that it was safe.
At this time, the elevator entrance downstairs has been controlled by several people with foreign faces. As soon as Xiure comes down, they will leave and **** him away immediately.
Once he comes to the bodyguards, he is not afraid anymore.
Get home and grab, but he can't get the bright side, and there are excuses to grab him from him.
But if it was snatched from the hands of so many bodyguards, it would be unjustifiable.
The impacts are completely different.
It is only illegal to rob a foreigner, but it is a diplomatic incident to rob a group of foreigners.
Sure enough, after getting out of the elevator, Shuer quickly walked into the driveway holding the things in his arms: "Go directly to the high-speed rail... No, we will drive to Guangfu Airport ourselves."
His whole body relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He decided to get an official status as quickly as possible, such as the ambassador of the embassy in China.
With this identity, at least some of the things just imagined will not happen.
Shur calmed down his emotions, then took out the satellite communication equipment, looked for the signal, and dialed Old Martinson's number.
"Father."
Old Martinson's voice was very calm: "What's the matter?"
“Father, the Son of God has given me a batch of fruits. The fruit trees may be irrigated by holy springs.”
Old Martinson's originally calm voice suddenly paused and sounded a little urgent: "How much? How is the effect?"
Shure said directly: "There are twenty-five, and each fruit has a different magical effect. The effect is extremely powerful and mysterious."
“After eating a pear, I felt that my entire respiratory system was purified. Dad, this is a miracle.”
“Yes, this is God’s gift.” Shure emphasized excitedly.
Old Martinson had no doubts and said directly: "Where are you now?"
“On the way to Guangfu Airport, I plan to transfer to Guangfu International Airport and fly directly into the Free State.”
“Okay, good job, Shuer. I will arrange fighter plane **** near the sea. Don’t let me down, Shuer.”
“Absolutely successful father.”
“Okay, you did a good job.” Old Martinson couldn’t wait to get the magical fruits in Seure’s mouth.
“Is there anything you want, Shuer?” Old Martinson was in a good mood.
"Father, I hope you can arrange for me to be an ambassador to China..." Shuer talked about what had just happened and focused on his concerns.
Old Martinson did not refuse, and today's free country is his word.
For him, arranging the status of an ambassador is just a matter of one sentence.
“Also, I will arrange an extra plane for you to use, ensuring that you always have two planes ready for emergencies. If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you won’t have to take civil aviation again.
Don't let me down Shure. End of chapter)