Success! (Thanks to the fifth hall master for the limited edition reward!)

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service!"

"!? "

Old Wang's expression froze. He stared at his phone, then at Old Nie, who looked equally bewildered. He muttered in a low voice:

"How is it not in service? Have you been dialing it wrong the whole time?"

This was the first time he'd called that adopted son. He definitely wouldn't have been blocked, and besides, if he had been blocked, it wouldn't say it's not in service.

One person calls, and it's not in service. Two people call, and it's still not in service.

That means the number is actually empty!

"No, definitely not!"

Old Nie's face froze. He quickly looked down at the phone number. It clearly listed his unfilial son's name and contact information.

Contact: Nie Xing

Phone Number: 158********

There was even a call record from half a month ago!

How did it become an invalid number now?

Old Wang didn't believe it and tried calling again. Only then did he believe it: it really was an invalid number!

So, that kid Nie Xing had even changed his phone number to stay away from Old Nie?

He really was an outsider, so heartless!

Just like that, the number became invalid the moment he decided not to contact him!

But he had to admit, it was ruthless.

Thinking of this, he felt both angry and a little sympathetic towards Old Nie:

"What's the point of raising a son like this? A few years ago, I was happy he got into a Dragon Country research unit. Now it seems like it doesn't matter what unit he's in. Look at my son, who only graduated from vocational college. Although he didn't get into a great unit, he's my biological son. If I tell him to go east, he wouldn't dare go west! I've disciplined him for decades. I didn't spoil that Nie Yun of yours so much, but his filial piety is genuine. Look how obedient he is to me every day. Then look at you..."

As he spoke, Old Wang, unintentionally, started his old habit of making comparisons again.

Seeing Old Nie remain silent, he could only stop his words halfway, turning them into a sigh.

He also lost the mood to play the chess on the table.

Old Wang's gaze gradually deepened, as if he had made a decision. His tone was heavy:

"Old Nie, is there any cure for your illness? What did the doctor say?"

His expression was serious.

Old Nie said in a deep voice:

"Terminal illness, no hope."

The topic seemed very heavy, making one feel suffocated.

Seeing this, Old Wang's voice grew a bit hoarse:

"After all these years, you're my only old brother. If you're sick, we'll treat it. Don't be afraid of the cost! I still have some savings here, not much, but take it for now!"

As he spoke, he tremblingly reached inside his jacket, pulling out a crumpled savings passbook from his inner pocket.

He placed it on the coffee table and handed it to Old Nie.

Old Nie was a bit surprised. The moment he saw the passbook, tears immediately flowed uncontrollably:

"You stingy old coot, what are you pretending to be a big shot for!? This is your child's money for buying a house. You can't give it, and I can't take it!"

"Hurry up and take it back!"

This was the money Old Wang had saved to buy a new house for his child.

This cheapskate was usually very frugal, refusing to lend money to anyone, and was quite famous throughout the entire neighborhood.

He had recently been preparing to buy a house and had been bragging about it for days. Word was he had found a place yesterday and was ready to buy it!

It was a large unit, four rooms and one living room, facing north and south, beautiful!

Once the house was bought, it would be the family property his son was preparing for his grandson. With current property prices, it would definitely keep appreciating.

If he waited another year, the next year would bring another high price.

He never expected that this miser, known throughout the neighborhood, would actually be willing to give away this money.

This was something Old Nie hadn't anticipated, causing both of them to shed tears.

"People have hearts of flesh. Am I really going to just watch you go alone?"

Old Wang wiped the tears from his face with his rough old hand, his voice trembling as he spoke.

They had been friends for a lifetime. Now that Old Nie had cancer, he felt worse than Old Nie!

"You graduated from junior high, and you don't understand terminal illness? I already said it's a terminal illness. If money could cure it, would it still be called a terminal illness? Hurry up and take it back. Don't think I don't know, this money was saved by your son. Don't lose it for him!"

Old Nie said, his eyes welling up with tears.

He pushed the savings passbook back, saying he absolutely couldn't accept the money; it was useless to him.

Before Old Wang could say more, Old Nie quickly continued:

"We've been brothers for so many years. I've finally found peace in this life. The only thing I'm worried about..."

"...is that kid Nie Xing!"

Listening to Old Nie's words.

Old Wang was about to lash out at the unfilial son, but Old Nie, choking back sobs, reached out to stop him again:

"Let me finish!"

"My will, the property deed, all my savings, they're all behind that wall clock! If I pass away suddenly before Xing'er gets back, please remember to collect them for me! Give them to him when he returns!"

His voice trembled, conveying unspeakable sorrow and loneliness.

Old Wang turned his head, tears streaming down his face, stubborn:

"If you want to give it away, give it yourself! You ungrateful brat, if I were you, I wouldn't have taken him in back then!"

"You're saying that again!"

Old Nie's tears flowed, his tone seemingly reproachful.

Then, he suddenly coughed violently, expelling bloody phlegm!

Cough, cough, cough!

Old Wang's expression changed, and he quickly and tremblingly stepped forward, patting his back with concern.

Seeing Old Nie's trembling hand point to a bottle of medicine on the table, Old Wang quickly fetched it, poured out two pills, and handed them to Old Nie:

"Take these quickly!"

He then found a glass of water and brought it to him.

After taking the medicine, Old Nie's condition worsened. His face was pale and weak, and he could only slump onto the living room sofa, gasping for breath.

Boom!!

At this moment, On the Gobi Desert in Dragon Country, a powerful explosion suddenly erupted!!

A visible shockwave instantly covered over a thousand miles, its terrifying force making the entire world tremble!!

Thousands of miles away, a group of researchers in protective suits, holding various equipment, looked at the distant explosion effect with surprise!

"The power of the secondary shockwave far exceeded our expectations. It seems the Super Yuan Double Wave Ballistics are indeed feasible!"

"In the 1,025th experiment, we finally achieved the continuous firing effect of the second wave of projectiles! Immediately notify the superiors and synchronize the research results!"

"Yes!"

As the words fell, the group quickly dispersed.

Half an hour later.

In the secret research conference room.

All the researchers were present, holding the latest research data and equipment, awaiting the arrival of a certain important figure.

The door to the conference venue slowly opened, and a resolute old man walked in.

Behind him followed several soldiers, heavily armed and carrying live ammunition.

This indicated his high status and special position!

He walked to the head of the table, his expression solemn as he gave a military salute to all the researchers present!

"You've all worked hard!"

"Old Liu!"

Everyone also straightened their backs, looking at the old man in unison, and returned the salute!

The old man, known as Old Liu, looked directly at the leading man among the researchers with a deep gaze, his tone grave:

"Director Nie, I heard the research was successful?"

If Su Chen were present, he would definitely recognize this old man as Old Liu, Liu Hongfei, who attended Chu Guozhong's funeral!

Happy National Day, everyone!

Still owe Zhenxiang~ Ya Laoban one chapter, and two more chapters upon going on the shelves! Limited edition Laoban still owes one chapter! Will send one chapter upon going on the shelves!

Still owe Shabiao Da Lao one chapter!

Still owe Ren Zhong Qu San Da Lao one chapter!

Thank you all for your support!

Tomorrow, the second round of PK begins, The debt repayment starts!

Three chapters will be delivered during this period to repay the debt.