Chapter 1848

Su Xiao: "??? The food from one cave heaven is enough for you to eat until the end of the world; you bought ten cave heavens to farm, did you make a mistake?"

Luo Wei: "Food is the 02 heaven for the people. Having more food is never wrong. You know, there have been too many famines in our country's history; I'm a bit scared."

Ye Hei: "That's true. Preparing more food is fine; if you encounter a world short of food in the future, it's also good to sell some to new members."

Luo Wei: "Why talk about selling? Everyone in the group is one of our own; when the time comes, sending a few hundred million tons is no big deal."

Alice: "Wow, Brother Luo Wei is so generous."

Umaru: "Alice can also farm; that cave heaven of yours is not small, you can grow many spirit herbs and food."

Alice: "Eh? Is that so? Then that's really great."

Foshan.

Ip Mansion.

Ip Man was practicing his punches while looking at the points in the mall.

"I don't know when I'll be able to gather enough points to buy techniques."

Although he already had Liu Maoxing's dishes, which had caused a earth-shaking change in his strength, and even his wife benefited and possessed extraordinary power.

However, this is the era of guns and cannons.

The strength of the flesh body cannot bring Ip Man a sense of security.

The future will have nuclear bombs, which are even more terrifying.

Only by becoming a Land Immortal can one become the strongest in this era and have the power to change the world's landscape.

Otherwise, under the tide of the era, his so-called strength now has no essential difference from the original.

"Thinking about the chat group again?"

Cheung Wing-sing came over with a tray and asked softly.

Ip Man nodded: "According to historical records, the future world will fall into war; this little strength of mine is really insignificant and cannot guarantee the safety of my family. Besides, the Japanese invaders invaded my mountains and rivers, killing my brothers and sisters; how can I sit idly by?"

Cheung Wing-sing nodded and sighed softly: "If you are really worried, why not tell everyone? I think it's possible to borrow some points."

"Didn't you say that people often borrowed points in the group before?"

Ip Man was startled and shook his head: "I can't bring myself to ask; I'd better take it slow."

There are all kinds of people in the world.

Some people like to borrow money from others when they have difficulties to get through the crisis.

Some people borrow money and don't pay it back, thinking that borrowing money is a skill.

Some people feel that even the thought of borrowing money is wrong.

Ip Man is the latter.

"That's fine, anyway, the danger is still far away!"

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a commotion outside.

Cheung Wing-sing raised her eyebrows and said: "It should be someone coming to challenge you again; go and send them away. Don't bring them home and make the house messy."

Ip Man's expression shifted, he nodded, got up, and walked out.

A moment later, when he returned, his expression had become somewhat serious.

"According to the chat group, the plot has started." Ip Man frowned, "It seems I have to borrow money."

Face is important, but his own life, as well as his wife's and son's, is also important.

When the critical moment arrived, Ip Man no longer hesitated.

Borrowing money is not good, and favors are hard to repay.

Compared to the lives of his family, these are not issues.

Chat Group.

Ip Man: "The plot has started on my side; can anyone lend me some points? Ip will definitely repay you later."

Luo Wei: "【Red Packet】 It's a small matter, Master Ip, use it first; hehe, I grew up watching your movies. By the way, remember to film a video when you fight the Japanese; I love watching that."

Umaru: "Lol!"

Miyamizu Mitsuha: "6"

Ip Man: "Filming a video, won't people in the group have objections?"

Su Xiao: "Who would have objections? Invaders deserve to be killed by everyone."

Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Correct. Master Ip, just take action; everyone in the group won't have any objections."

Suzume: "Aren't those who empathize with others slaughtering people in other countries as hateful as the invaders? I absolutely support Master Ip in defending his country."

Ip Man: "Thank you all for your understanding."

【Ding, Ip Man claimed Luo Wei's red packet.】

Ip Mansion.

Having obtained the points, Ip Man opened the chat group and found the technique he had long wanted to buy: Dragon God Art.

This technique is capable of both attacking and running, is very comprehensive, and has been pushed to the extreme by the Dao Lord, which is very much to his liking.

"Purchase Dragon God Art."

With a thought, information about a technique appeared in his mind.

Ip Man also bought a bottle of pills and began to cultivate.

After only a moment, his strength reached the True Qi Realm, his aura soaring into the sky, scattering the floating clouds above the Ip Mansion.

Cheung Wing-sing was the closest and was the first to sense the change in Ip Man's aura; a smile appeared on her face, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

"My husband is finally no longer pedantic!"

As a woman of the old era, she didn't care about much, and she was a person who was content with her lot.

However, her son's safety was definitely not included in that.

This was absolutely her reverse scale.

After knowing about the future crisis, she was actually very worried in her heart and wanted Ip Man to abandon his inherent ideas and seek help in the chat group.

However, living in this era, although she looked very fierce, she was actually influenced by the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, and it was not easy for her to speak up to change her husband's persistence and his principles of conduct.

So in these days, although her body was strong, her spirit had been very tense.

She was too worried about the future!

She was too conflicted inside!

Fortunately, after the challenger left, her husband's mindset changed.

Otherwise, she didn't know how much longer she would have to be conflicted!

"However, this also means that danger is coming soon."

Thinking of this, Cheung Wing-sing couldn't help but become tense again, looking at her son sleeping on the side, her brows furrowed.