Two Realms: From Glass Beads to Divine Skills, Invincible

Chapter 34: Perfection of the Flesh Refining Realm.

"Dad, Yan Yan was so great today! She didn't cry at all during dialysis, and the nurses... the nurses all praised me."

A faint smile played on Bai Muyan's lips, and his weak voice carried a hint of pride.

"Good, good, good, as expected of my son, Mu Yan, you are the best."

Bai Chen felt a little sad, but he smiled and gave a thumbs up to the camera.

"Dad, I miss you so much."

"Son, Dad looks just like you."

Bai Chen's voice trembled slightly. After taking a deep breath, he spoke:

"Your dad is working far away to earn money. Once a kidney donor becomes available, you will be completely cured."

"When the time comes, Dad will take you to the zoo to see the elephants, and also to the amusement park to ride the carousel."

However, Mu Yan, you must promise your father that you will listen to your great-grandfather in the hospital, understand?

"Mmm, Muyan is the most... the most obedient." Bai Muyan nodded repeatedly, speaking in her childish voice.

...

A dozen minutes later.

Bai Chen wanted to chat a little longer, but was interrupted by a nurse who entered the ward.

The nurse said that Mu Yan had just finished dialysis and needed to rest, so she couldn't talk too much.

After finishing my conversation with my son.

He originally intended to hang up the phone, but his cousin Bai Tianling leaned forward and said:

"Ah Chen, are you making good money over there?"

"Brother Tianling, do you want to come over too?"

Bai Chen raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "I remember you were a carpenter, Tianling, and your salary was pretty high, wasn't it?"

His uncle was a carpenter, and his cousin followed in his uncle's footsteps, also working as a carpenter on construction sites.

Speaking of carpentry, don't be fooled by its negative connotations, such as being called a migrant worker or something similar; in reality, the wages are very high.

He had heard from his cousin that after his cousin became a carpenter, he could earn more than 400 yuan per workday.

"Sigh, there's no work."

Bai Tianling sighed and explained, "There's nowhere to work right now, and even if there is, the pay is incredibly low. Some construction sites are offering 200 yuan a month, and people are actually doing it. It's unbelievable."

"Ah Chen, how's things going on your end?"

Watching the video, I saw my cousin, who was eager to try...

Bai Chen fell into deep thought.

The beacon of freedom in the United States is not a good place. Not only are the wages not as high as you might imagine, but it is also extremely dangerous.

Take the container-style shack he used to live in, for example; almost every month, a room there would be vacated.

These vacated rooms are not because the original tenants have given up renting them; they are most likely due to various reasons that led to the cancellation of the rental, which is why the containers are now available for re-rental.

In a place like the United States, unless you have a legal identity and possess a highly advanced technology that machines cannot replace, you'll be able to succeed.

Otherwise, coming here would be like entering hell.

I thought about it.

Bai Chen said, "Brother Tianling, take your phone and go down to the corridor. I need to talk to you about something privately."

"Okay, sure!"

Bai Tianling was confused, but she still took her phone and went to the fire escape stairwell.

Upon seeing this.

Bai Chen picked up the submachine gun from the bedside table and said in a low voice, "Brother Tianling, do you see what this is?"

"Ah... th-th-you?"

Bai Tianling stared in shock at the submachine gun on the screen, her words slurred.

His first thought was, could his cousin be involved in organized crime in the United States?

"Brother Tianling, I'm not involved in organized crime."

"Then what about you...?"

"For self-defense!"

Bai Chen said casually, "Illegal workers die here every day. The money I transferred to my uncle last time was from a gold bracelet I found on a corpse, which I sold."

"If I hadn't been quick-witted, I probably would have died several times over."

"Brother Tianling, the wages here aren't high either. I only make a little over a thousand US dollars a month washing dishes in a restaurant."

...

After listening to Bai Chen's words.

Bai Tianling remained silent for a long time. He opened his mouth, originally wanting to advise the other party that it was too dangerous to work in such a place and that they should go back to China.

But then she thought of her nephew in the hospital bed and couldn't bring herself to say anything to comfort him.

"Then... Ah Chen, you need to be careful. It's better to earn less than to go to dangerous places."

Bai Tianling hesitated slightly, then gritted her teeth and said, "If the medical expenses aren't enough, I can help you out a little."

"Thanks, Brother Tianling, I know what I'm doing."

Bai Chen felt a warmth in his heart and said, "Brother Tianling, unless you're really struggling to survive like me, it's better to stay in China."

"By the way, Brother Tianling, don't tell Uncle about my affairs; he's getting old."

"Oh, I know, I won't tell my dad."

...

After hanging up the phone.

Bai Chen stared blankly out the window, lost in thought.

When I was talking to my son just now, he actually mentioned wanting to go back to China.

If he hadn't entered the martial arts world and hadn't killed so many people, he probably would have really considered returning to China to develop his career after acquiring the cheat code of traveling between two worlds.

But now it won't work.

Bai Chen could sense that his heart had changed.

The biggest change is that they treat human life as worthless, readily resorting to killing to solve problems, and not valuing human life as a human life.

There's a saying that goes something like this: "He who possesses a sharp weapon will naturally harbor murderous intent!"

That's how he feels right now.

In this situation, once he returns to China, unless he lives a very repressed life, he will inevitably commit a serious crime sooner or later.

In the end, you'll either go to jail and be executed, or become a fugitive wanted nationwide.

Bai Chen was unwilling to suppress himself, and even less willing to be a weak sheep.

and so.

What is the beacon of hell to others is, to him now, a beautiful paradise.

Without mentioning anything else.

Take those black people he beat up recently, for example. If this happened in China, they would definitely be charged with mutual assault, or even intentional injury if he struck first.

Not to mention the old black man he killed before, and Liu Youshan and others.

If this were in China, where surveillance is so comprehensive and murder cases are always solved, I would have been caught long ago.

"Practice your skills!"

Bai Chen shook his head, banishing distracting thoughts from his mind, and continued to sit cross-legged to practice the meditation of the health-preserving stance.

.....

Next.

Bai Chen spends every day cultivating.

I occasionally video chat with my son back home.

Days passed by one by one.

The Nine Dragons Beast Medicine was being consumed rapidly, until the last bottle was used.

The Flesh Refining Realm has also reached its Great Perfection.

boom!

Bai Chen stood up, clenched his fist, and felt the terrifying power emanating from his muscles.

I thought about it.

He gripped the edge of the bed with both hands, and with just a little force, the bed creaked.

Then the entire bed was grabbed.

To know.

The house is old-fashioned, and the bed is also an old-fashioned solid wood bed, which is quite heavy.

Furthermore, gripping it with both hands, a movement that is completely contrary to the principles of levers, will subject you to many times more force.

"fierce!"

Bai Chen gently put the bed down, only to realize that he had been too impulsive.