Alex then walked into a high class duplex apartment at ten oâclock at night.
This was where Waltz normally stayed, she didnât like to live in a villa since she
preferred living alone.
âAlex, youâre back! How was it? Are you alright? Did the members of Divine
Constabulary cause you any trouble?â
Brittany asked panickly as soon as she saw Alex.
Alex stared at his mother with mixed expressions and asked, âMom, what exactly have
you been hiding from me about Dadâs death? Can you please tell me about it?â
Brittany fell silent.
âSecretary Kimmich died.â Alex notified.
âHuh?â
âBill Rockefeller died too.â
âWhat did you say?â Brittany jumped in extreme shock.
Alex replied, âThey died under the hands of Japanese ninjas. It turned out that
Secretary Kimmich was a ninja too, sheâs been lurking around the Rockefellers for quite
some time.
She told me that Dadâs death was not as simple as I thought, she even said
that he didnât die from a car crash. Mom, you must know something, right?â
Brittany pondered for quite a while, yet she still shook her head. âAlex, I donât want
anything bad to happen to you.â
Alex became slightly deflated. âWhat if I said that Iâm strong enough?â
Brittanyâs eyes were determined, she slowly said, âYou would only be able to go up
against those people if you ever become the president of Divine Constabulary.â
âWhat?â
Alex was the one who was in shock this time, he couldnât believe his ears. He thought,
âWho are the ones that Dad even up against? However, no matter who you are, I will
find you, and rip all of you into pieces!â
All of them decided to stay in Waltzâs place for the night.
Alex stayed alone in one of the rooms. He sat cross-legged on his bed as the Force ran
throughout his body at a rapid speed.
This time, he could feel the energy in his energy core spiralling around. The divine
energy from his ancestor tossed and turned restlessly.
Its speed got even faster and he
felt as if his energy core was going to explode from the energy surge.
Unconsciously, the divine energy spread through all of his meridians before it was
completely extinguished. The Force suddenly clashed against it, condensing into an odd
symbol in his energy core.
Bang!
With a small explosion noise inside his body, the Force was now in its fourth degree and
his Foundation Establishment was finally complete. This was also the last mission
assigned to his ancestorâs divine energy.
After all, tall buildings had to be built from scratch as well.
With this, Alex could finally
begin his journey of cultivation. He could feel a large amount of information in his mind
had been silently unlocked. More advanced medical knowledge and picture scrolls of
martial arts had been laid out in his mind.
Alex couldnât wait to find ways to practice the martial arts.
In the end, he could only find one type of martial art in his mind as of now, it was called
the Mystic Armor. Looking further into it, he felt extremely disappointed as it was
another skill focusing on defense.
He might as well turn into a millennium-old turtle at
this rate!
***
At the same time in Assex Villa, Claire, who was still throwing a tantrum, threw all the
pillows on the sofa to the ground.
â130 millions! That was 130 million dollars! It was all gone just from a few stomps! Why
are my feet so f*cking dumb?
I⦠I really want to chop off my legs now!â
Beatrice, who had been listening to her tantrums for countless times, said, âMom, where
did that Rockefeller get such valuable stuff? There must be some mistake.
That
Christopher Lawrence guy doesnât seem like a real deal⦠Do you think that he teamed
up with Alex and made a scene just to embarrass you?â
âWhat? How could that be?â
âWhy couldnât it?
That loserâs mother has woken up too. If I recall correctly, the
Rockefellers seemed to have sponsored Mr. Lawrenceâs Archaeology Society in the
past Wouldnât it be normal for him to lend them a hand? I just canât believe that all of the
people, he could just give something thatâs worth 130 million dollars. Furthermore, itâs a
gift for Grandpa.
Do you think heâd
do that?â
After listening to her daughterâs reasoning, Claire started coming around. In the end,
she nodded. âYouâre right, that must be it. That useless piece of sh*t doesnât have any
money at all.
His half-dead mother is a pauper as well. This is absurd! How dare they
trick me? I wonât let them off this easily⦠Wait, whereâs your sister? Is she still crying
like an idiot? They have to get divorced tomorrow, they must do so. Iâll go to the
Rockefellers tomorrow and propose marriage for her.â