Charlie nodded and then spoke up as he said, “His life will be saved as soon as the pill enters his mouth, but you can give half of the pill to him and take the other half of the pill yourself. This way, your son will be able to come back to life, and you can also improve your body condition. You’re not very old, so if everything goes smoothly in the future, it might not be a dream for you to live to ninety.”When the old lady heard this, she did not think much about it and said gratefully to Charlie, “Mr. Wade, thank you for your great kindness!”As she spoke, she stuffed the whole pill into her son’s mouth without any hesitation.At this moment, the old lady herself did not truly believe that the pill would be useful, but she also knew very well that this was her last hope, so she had to give it a try and fight for her son’s life.What she never would have imagined was that as soon as the pill entered her son’s mouth, the pill turned into water and flowed directly into his stomac
“Phoenixica?” Charlie frowned slightly when he heard this word.There was indeed a medicinal herb called ‘Phoenixica’ in the Apocalyptic Book. This medicinal herb was also extremely rare in the records of the Apocalyptic Book and was described as a rare heavenly treasure that could be sought but not found.The reason why it was said to be a heavenly treasure was because this medicinal herb was not only extremely rare but also died very easily during the growth process. The germination-to-death process for a vast majority of Phoenixica would only last from three to five years, and very few could last for more than ten years. This kind of plant must grow for more than fifty years before its vines would begin to woodify, which was also referred to as lignification in botany.However, the process for Phoenixica to woodify was extremely slow, and it would take at least more than a hundred years at least for it to completely woodify from the inside to the outside. What was rarest ab
These people could be saved as long as there was the Phoenixica!Charlie had originally thought that the Phoenixica only existed in legends and that he might never be able to encounter it in decades. He never would have expected that he would see one in this dark underground operating room in Mexico at this time!Charlie felt very excited and carefully observed the bracelet given to him by the old lady at the same time. It looked dark brown, but at least one-third of the grains were as bright as blood, and the overall thickness was about the thickness of a little finger. It could be seen that this whole wooded vine had been heated with a slow fire before being carefully bent to turn it into jewelry.This thing also looked a little different compared to the common Milletia. The main thing was that the Phoenixica had an extremely fine texture with basically no fine holes on its surface, and it also had an extremely luminous bright-like color. The color and feel of the material made
In truth, Charlie wanted to give the old lady a Rejuvenating Pill directly in return.The old lady had not led an easy life and had even ended up in such a place now, so her body and spirit must have suffered a lot of damage. In this case, if Charlie were to give her a Rejuvenating Pill and a considerable amount of cash, she would not only be able to live a few more years, but the old lady and her son would also be able to live out the rest of their lives in peace and happiness. However, Charlie knew that he could not simply give her the Rejuvenating Pill in this situation.After all, this pill was too precious, and the soldiers from Ten Thousand Armies would feel that it was unfair if he were to give the pill to the old lady.They wouldn't be able to comprehend how valuable this seemingly worthless bracelet was to him.They would only feel that they had worked so hard and risked their lives to carry out tasks for him, but as a result, Charlie had casually given two pills that
At this moment, a soldier from Ten Thousand Armies walked up to her, grabbed her by the collar, and dragged her into the cell directly. The corpses in the cell were already piled up into a mountain.Charlie spoke up and said to Porter, “Porter, find me a lighter.”Porter occasionally had the habit of smoking cigars, so he took out a lighter that was specially designed for lighting cigars from his pocket and handed it to Charlie. Charlie turned to throw the lighter at Martha and then said indifferently, “You can take this lighter. I will get someone to lock up the cell later and then get someone to pump out the fuel from the fuel tanks of those cars on the ground to be poured here. You can use this lighter to ignite the gasoline if any of you can’t bear it anymore. If you don’t dare to light it, you can also choose to guard those corpses inside and await your death. You can choose how you want to die yourself.”Martha was so frightened that her whole body went limp and weak.As
Lionel’s painful cry caused the others to feel a pang of sorrow as well.They were all, without exception, demons who could kill without blinking an eye, and each of them was all ready to lose their head anytime, anywhere. However, when the time for them to face death came, all of them lost the courage to put their life and death on the line. Martha handed the lighter to Colin and subconsciously said, “Mr. Madron, why don’t you do it...”Colin looked at the lighter, then at Martha, and cursed like crazy, “Do you think I can still hold a lighter? Are you f*cking asking me to light it with my mouth?!”Only then did Martha realize that Colin’s hands and feet were already broken by bullets.She could not help but look at Jose instead and say, “Jose, why don’t you do it...”Jose was scared and confused, and he muttered, “I don’t dare to... I don’t dare to... You guys can go ahead...”After that, he covered his face immediately before choking up and saying, “Tell me before you ligh
Martha looked at the mountain of corpses piled up behind him and asked, “All your subordinates are dead, so who else are you expecting to come and save you?”Juarez blurted out, “My girlfriend! She will come for me if I don’t get back! We will be saved as long as we can stay alive until she comes!” Martha sneered and said, “I really can’t figure out how you could have been the boss for so many years with that kind of intelligence.”Having said that, she pointed above and said coldly, “Don’t forget that there are more than a hundred martial arts experts from Ten Thousand Armies outside. They will not leave until we are dead. At that time, your girlfriend will only be getting a death sentence when she comes over!”Juarez immediately fell into despair.After that, he suddenly came back to his senses and said, “No matter what it is, there is still hope of being rescued as long as we are still alive! As long as we don’t light the fire, we can buy some time! We still have a chance of s
A few minutes ago.While those vicious murderers were chattering in the underground operating room, Charlie had his subordinates settle the rescued victims before he then asked Porter, “Porter, have you prepared the things that I asked you to prepare in advance?” Porter nodded and said respectfully, “Mr. Wade, the things that you asked me to prepare are all in the trunk of my car. Do you need them now? If you need them, I’ll go and bring them over now.”“Okay.” Charlie spoke up and said, “Move the things here.”Having said that, Charlie pointed to an empty room not far away and said to Porter, “Move the things there.”“Okay, Mr. Wade.” Porter turned around and left, and he soon came over with a huge cardboard box that he had taken from the trunk of the car.Besides holding the large cardboard box with both hands, he was also carrying a heavy shopping bag in his arms.The Moutai logo was printed on that large cardboard box. This was the celebration liquor that Charlie had specia
With those words, Jacob didn't wait any further as he turned and left Antique Street, intent on seeking legal counsel.Raymond watched him leave before returning to Treasure Measure.He wasn't going to leave, but he had said so because he didn't want to waste much time with Jacob.Still, to avoid any trouble, he turned the sign outside to 'closed' before locking the door from the inside.That was when a man suddenly arrived, asking through the glass door, "Can I still take a look inside, sir?"Raymond was ready to refuse without even turning around when he realized that it was Charlie.He turned around and saw him standing outside just as expected.Smiling, he hurried over to open the door for him. "It's been a while, Mr. Wade!"Charlie was aware that Raymond was sticking to his identity of 'Raymond Cole' who had not been in touch since Raymond had been fired from Vintage Deluxe.Charlie chuckled in turn. "It has indeed. And you're a business owner yourself now, too.""It's j
Jacob zipped toward Raymond, his attitude immediately subservient, "I'm sure you've seen what Zachary Evans posted on his Twitter page, and to be honest, it's so terrible that my position in the Calligraphy and Painting Association has been affected too. I mean, you've made a lot of money, right?"Hell, even if you donated ten million, you'd still have another ten million and 970 thousand in net profits. So, all I'd like to ask is for you to post something to disclaim Zachary's post.Jacob's words left Raymond in thought.For Jacob, just being suspected of fraud would definitely be terrible. In fact, his position in the Calligraphy and Painting Association would definitely be threatened—if not dismissed altogether—if he wasn't cleared of suspicion.Since Jacob was Charlie Wade's father-in-law, Raymond had reason not to drive Jacob over the brink.But that also begged another question—it must be under Charlie's intention for Zachary to post his confession, and that meant Charlie in
Raymond couldn't help chuckling just as Jacob finished—he had honestly never heard of anyone who demanded a refund after donating to charity, but he was certainly seeing one now.Still, the receptionist was clearly experienced and slowly explained, "Sir, it's a legal clause of the country that all donations for philanthropy purposes can not be refunded under most circumstances—""It truly was a mistake," Jacob quickly said, cutting the receptionist off. "I was going to donate thirty thousand but pressed an extra zero by mistake. Please discuss this with your management—you just have to refund 27 thousand, see?""Sorry, sir," the receptionist apologized. "But it's a strict rule that we ourselves do not get to access the funds that have been donated into our accounts. Every donation will be screened extensively, and if you consider that there was a major oversight on your part, you may seek legal counsel to appeal for a refund. If the courts back your appeal, our organization will the
Nonetheless, Jacob darted into Treasure Measure and plucked off his mask, asking nervously, "Excuse me, Mr. Cole? It's me… Jacob Wilson…"Raymond looked up, pausing for a moment before acting as if he was actually curious, "Mr. Wilson! What brings you here? Don't tell me—you want that bronze sculpture back too?""No, no, no…" Jacob quickly shook his head. "I would never… I returned all the way from Dubai to apologize!""Apologize?" Raymond smiled faintly, and he did not play dumb this time as he asked bluntly, "Did you come back because of Zachary Evan's post?"Knowing he couldn't deny it any longer, Jacob nodded, "Yeah…"Raymond nodded and said calmly, "That's unnecessary. I was the one who benefited in the end."Jacob wasn't quite keeping up—thinking that Raymond was just trying to be nice by telling him he didn't have to apologize, he quickly pulled out his phone.Tapping on it and bringing up his transaction records, he handed it to Raymond reverently, "Mr. Cole, I understan
The cabbie chuckled. "You're a local yet you're heading to Antique Street right away as soon as you land instead of going home? And you're still saying you're not trying to pick up a killer bargain deal?"Come on, man—it's not just you, I want that too. We cabbies work ourselves to death only for ten thousand per month at best while our friend over there made twenty million in one night. I could keep driving cabs for the rest of my life and still not make that much money."Jacob knew that the cabbie must be talking about Raymond and became even more miserable then, grumbling unhappily, "I'm going to Antique Street for business—I'm not trying to pick up some missed bargain.""No? Then you didn't hear what happened yesterday?"The cabbie was immediately curious, and without waiting for Jacob's answer, he exclaimed happily, "Look, man—it was so ridiculous not even Hollywood would put it in their script. There were these fools who were trying to sell an antique trader a replica, but th
It was nighttime in Dubai as Jacob dragged his weary body from the hotel back to the airport.As he was flying economy this time, he was left sitting at the hard bench near the boarding terminal, waiting for it to open.While he waited, his heart was torn as he tapped into the website of the Aurous Hill Charity Fund, found their donation account, and wired the entire 300 thousand he had made over to them.He had picked the Aurous Hill Charity Fund because the circles of antique collectors in Aurous Hill were all discussing how Raymond had donated half of the 20 million he had made to that same charity fund.After Raymond skyrocketed to prominence in Antique Street and became a star, it could not be denied that people admired his profound ability.However, there were also people who envied his skill in turning the tables just as there were those who were jealous he had made twenty million in a single night.Still, Raymond moved fast—soon after word spread that he had made twenty m
Elaine quickly asked, "Well, what if you can't get it done?"Jacob was apprehensive even as he sighed. "If they really pressed the issue, guess I can't even stay at the Calligraphy and Painting Association now… We will see. If things get bad, I'll just resign. I won't ask for much right now, just as long as I don't have to go to jail."Elaine nodded. "Then you should try to reason things out with Raymond Cole or ask for Charlie's help if push comes to shove. Being humiliated is still better than prison.""Okay!"-It was nighttime at Aurous Hill by the time Elaine and Jacob arrived at their hotel.Charlie and Claire had just had dinner, and Claire pulled out her phone, saying, "I just checked my flight app, and it says my parents should have landed two hours ago. They are probably at the hotel, so I'll check in on them with a video call."She had yet to open her WhatsApp when Elaine called her on a video call.Jacob was planning to check in with Claire and Charlie to put their
Hearing what Jacob had said, Elaine became anxious and pressed him as he hung up, "What's going on? You're leaving? But we just got here! My shoes have just caught Dubai dirt, so why are we leaving so soon—"However, Jacob was wiping the sweat off his brow as he mumbled quietly, "Well, at this point, I have to leave or I won't be vice president anymore."Elaine immediately fumed. "We've been married for half our lives, and this is supposed to be our honeymoon, yet we're just leaving? I've posted about this on social media too—there are plenty of people who're waiting for more posts on our trip!"And don't forget—we spent a lot on our flight tickets and our hotels! The hotel bookings can't be refunded either!"Jacob scowled dolefully. "Well, what can we do? Why don't you stay? I'll go home and get this sorted out first….""Well, how long would that take?" Elaine asked."How should I know?" Jacob sighed, uneasy and annoyed. "Don Albert is saying I have to go back and donate the 300
"But I spent 98 thousand on that bronze sculpture!" Jacob exclaimed in agitation before he knew it. "I made 300 thousand from it, and that means my profit was 200 thousand at best, but I'm supposed to return that to him as well?! That means I'd have lost my own capital too!""I can't help you if you can't bear to part with that money, Mr. Wilson," Don Albert said quietly. "In that case, you'll just have to handle it yourself.""Wait, wait, wait!" Jacob immediately became antsy and cried out right then, "Please, Don Albert! I'll return the money! I'll return it, alright?! The entirety of my profits—202 thousand, okay? At least let me keep the money I spent, okay?""By that reasoning, Mr. Wilson, when a phone scammer is told by the cops to return the money they've made from defrauding, should he be allowed to keep the money he spent on telco charges? ""Oh, I…" Jacob was left stumped and could not come up with an answer.Don Albert then pressed on, "Mr. Wilson, I've offered a prom