Chapter 98: 098 Notebook

The old man had only a young man supporting him, and no bodyguards were seen.

Zhang Bei looked at the old man and also stepped forward to help him sit down.

This person had once rendered outstanding service to Huaxia.

The old man leaned on the cane in his hand, his gaze looking at the several teams in training.

A smile immediately bloomed on his face.

"Heroes emerge from the youth. Not bad, not bad."

Zhang Bei watched the old man sit down obediently, waiting for the old man's follow-up.

Soon, the old man's gaze moved to Zhang Bei.

"Originally, an old man like me who is about to be buried shouldn't have come, but I couldn't resist this kid begging me every day."

The young man standing to the side blushed.

Having investigated Zhang Bei's life, he naturally knew who could make Zhang Bei calm his emotions.

The old man coughed and continued to speak.

"The world has changed. Good or bad, let's not discuss it for now, but this is the time we have the most hope of catching up to those countries."

As he spoke, the old man took a small cloth bag from his bosom and slowly opened it.

Inside was a yellowed notebook.

Zhang Bei reached out to take it and opened the first page.

【Thirty-some years of life, yet this lithography machine has made no progress. I have failed the country!】

【I wish I could live two more years; the formula for the submarine is about to succeed!】

【Sorry, it was my failure to lead the team well. Ten years, and the supercomputer has made no progress at all.】

Zhang Bei flipped through page by page, each page having a sentence on it.

And below each sentence was a name he had never heard of, along with a black-and-white photo.

The old man enjoyed the warmth of the sun, pointing at the notebook.

"These are all my old comrades, and these are the last words they left behind."

Zhang Bei's expression became serious, his hands turning the pages even more carefully.

The notebook was not large, and he soon reached the last page.

【I'm old, I'm old. I can no longer go to the battlefield, yet I linger in this world. Watching those children being bullied abroad, I really want to fight over there!】

Below this sentence was the old man's name, and attached to it was his photo.

Zhang Bei hurriedly raised his head: "How could you?"

The old man shook his head gently: "I want to give this notebook to you. Please go back and manage the Supernatural Association."

Zhang Bei fell silent. Let him manage the Supernatural Association?

Not to mention the feasibility of this matter, his own temper alone couldn't stand the scheming.

However, Zhang Bei's concerns were completely dispelled after the young man took out a document.

The document was the official notice of his appointment, and in addition to the president's position, it also included a Supernatural Research Institute.

The old man slowly stood up, looking at the soldiers in training.

"I know what you've done. I see the shadows of those old comrades in you. I am very relieved to hand this matter over to you."

Zhang Bei did not hesitate this time and nodded heavily: "Okay, I agree!"

The old man then smiled: "Well done!"

Zhang Bei helped the old man sit inside the house, while he himself went to Jin Xin's room.

"You don't play games, so how do you have time to come to me?"

Zhang Bei's face flushed; he had been playing games with Xueli every day during this period.

All the big and small matters had piled up on the little girl.

However, business was important. Ignoring Jin Xin's sarcasm, he recounted the old man's matter.

The little girl listened quietly, thought for a while, and nodded.

"It's possible. Although it's a bit troublesome, by comparison, the benefits are greater."

"Then will you come with me to see the old man?"

"Okay!"

Taking Jin Xin, Zhang Bei returned to the room.

The old man saw the little girl and nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad. With you here, I don't have to worry even more."

Zhang Bei was pulled outside by the young man, frowning at his hesitant expression.

"If you have something to say, say it. I don't eat people."

"That... I know you have a kind of medicine for healing. Can you give me a bottle? The old man's old injuries are getting more and more serious."

Zhang Bei's eyes immediately became serious.

The old man had fought for so many years, and there were still countless shrapnel in his body that hadn't been removed.

He should have thought of this point.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took out the Life Water directly.

Watching the tightly closed door, he stood quietly at the entrance.

A full hour passed before Jin Xin pushed the door open and walked out.

Seeing Zhang Bei guarding the door, her face was immediately filled with smiles.

The young man saw Jin Xin come out and hurriedly pulled Zhang Bei inside.

Looking at the old man whose spirit was becoming increasingly weak, he hurriedly took out the Life Water.

The old man looked at the emerald green bottle and immediately smiled.

"What is this? Preparing to poison me?"

Zhang Bei smiled: "Who would dare to poison you? It's a kind of Transcendent potion, good for the body. You should drink it quickly."

The old man nodded, pulled out the stopper, and drank it in one gulp.

This made the young man on the side look at Zhang Bei frequently.

The old man didn't even trust him that much; even the tea he brought over was left for a period of time before being drunk.

He didn't expect that for Zhang Bei's emerald green bottle, he would drink it in one gulp without a word.

Life Water was, after all, a potion for treating injuries.

For Transcendents, it could heal in a few breaths, let alone ordinary people.

An emerald green light constantly roamed over the old man's body.

Shrapnel in the flesh and blood was squeezed out from under the skin bit by bit.

After just over ten seconds, the old man opened his eyes.

A cold light flashed, and Zhang Bei couldn't help but shiver.

Even though he had hunted countless Fierce Beasts and had thousands of lives under his hands,

it ultimately couldn't compare to the killing intent the old man had cultivated on the battlefield for decades.

The healed old man threw away the cane in his hand and stood up.

A pair of eyes were chillingly sharp: "Not bad. I, an old man, feel like I can fight for another two years!"

Zhang Bei hurriedly helped the old man sit down: "Where are there so many battles to fight? You should rest well first."

After thinking for a while, he took out more than a dozen fist-sized Crystal Cores.

These Crystal Cores were all things that could awaken abilities.

The success rate was also extremely high.

"Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder, poison, ice—what kind do you like?"

Seeing the Crystal Cores, the old man immediately understood Zhang Bei's meaning.

This was to let him awaken an ability.

After looking at them for a few times, he locked onto a fire-red Crystal Core.

"Just this one. It looks like the national flag."

Zhang Bei's mouth twitched, but he still took the Crystal Core to help the old man use it.

There were two ways to use a Crystal Core itself; one was to choose to use it directly through the watch.

This was also the choice of most players.

And the other was to extract the energy contained in the Crystal Core through the energy in the body.

This was the choice of non-players.

Xueli had also used this method when absorbing Divine Power last time.

Relying on the energy in his own body, Zhang Bei slowly drained the Crystal Core.

Bit by bit, he transported it into the old man's body. ===== CHAPTER 99 =====