Fatherly Love

Sitting on the living room sofa, David held Edie on his lap. Hans and Bertha's faces were full of smiles; this family had never experienced an atmosphere like this before.

"David, this is a bottle of Level 2 Fortified Agent. Take it over the next two days, train hard, and do well on your college entrance exam!" Hans took a small metal box from his pocket, placed it in front of David, and said while looking at him.

David was startled. Don't let the name "Fortified Agent" fool you; it might not sound flashy, but any Fortified Agent is far from cheap.

Fortified Agents must be produced by specialized companies using precise, dedicated equipment and experienced technicians; their raw material is the fortified meat of Zerg.

Almost no one uses the fortified meat of larvae or Level 1 Zerg to make these agents, as that would be a massive waste.

The Level 2 Fortified Agent sitting in front of David was the cheapest type of Fortified Agent, but that was only relative to other agents of its kind.

The main material for a Level 2 Fortified Agent is a Level 2 Zerg. Whenever a Level 2 Zerg appears on Panshi Planet, it brings disaster, and killing one usually requires many Armored Warriors to join forces and pay a heavy price.

In fact, when a Level 2 Zerg appears on Panshi Planet, Combat Ships are usually dispatched immediately for heavy aerial bombardment. The result is that, aside from a tiny amount of material, there is almost no harvest, let alone fortified meat.

Therefore, Level 2 Fortified Agents are a scarce commodity on Panshi Planet, and even with Hans's status as a National Scholar, they are very difficult to obtain.

"Father, you should use this Level 2 Fortified Agent yourself. I will work hard to get into a good university!" David declined.

He did need the Level 2 Fortified Agent, but he knew that when Hans left this home, he had left with nothing. Although Bertha's family was wealthy, given Hans's personality, he would never reach out to them for help, so Hans was not well-off.

Taking out this bottle of agent likely emptied his entire savings.

"David, just take it. My health is fine!" Hans said with a smile, waving his hand.

Following his laugh, a fit of violent coughing ensued.

"Are you alright?" David asked, feeling a bit uneasy.

"I'm fine, just an old ailment. Keep the agent safe; my body can no longer use a Level 2 Fortified Agent!" Hearing David's concern, the smile never left Hans's face. He said this after his coughing subsided.

His gaze swept across the living room, revealing a look of nostalgia. Since his relationship with David had deteriorated, he had rarely stepped foot in here.

"Take care of your health. I will accept this Level 2 Fortified Agent!" Feeling the fatherly love, David didn't stand on ceremony anymore, just as he had interacted with his father in his past life.

He also noticed his stepmother, Bertha. She was a beautiful woman with good breeding, and the look she gave him was filled with care and affection.

After chatting for a while, little Edie grew sleepy, nodding off in David's arms from time to time.

"David, make sure not to train too hard. We'll be heading back now!" Hans stood up at this point, smiling as he said his goodbyes.

"Father, Aunt Bertha, you are welcome to bring Edie over to visit often!" David handed the little Edie in his arms to Bertha and said with a smile.

After seeing Hans's family off, David looked at the metal box in his hand. He carefully opened it, and inside the protective foam, a glass bottle was secured in the center.

He could feel the deep fatherly love emanating from this bottle of Level 2 Fortified Agent.

He was not his predecessor; in this lonely world, this body had only these relatives. Was he destined to be alone for the rest of his life?

He did not use the Level 2 Fortified Agent immediately. He planned to raise his body technique to a higher level first before using it, so he could better absorb the essence and achieve a greater improvement in his physique.

The next morning, David didn't attempt to absorb any Knowledge Light Orbs, choosing instead to practice the Eighteen Forms of Body Technique repeatedly.

Every practice session gave him new insights. He hoped to raise his body technique level higher before merging with the Knowledge Light Orbs, as this would allow for a greater overall improvement.

Although a day or so of exercise didn't reflect any changes on his Data Panel, David could feel his own progress. If he were at school, he would likely be able to see the minute improvements on the Force Measuring Device.

Ultimately, while the Data Panel was convenient, it couldn't intuitively display the subtle improvements that hadn't yet reached the threshold for data changes.

David wanted to wait until night to absorb the Knowledge Light Orbs; he didn't want to waste a single one of the orbs he currently possessed.

However, he didn't have to wait until night. At two in the afternoon, his Identity Bracelet displayed a contact request.

Looking at the caller displayed on his Identity Bracelet, the name was Officer Bob. After a moment of recollection, he remembered that this was the officer who had handled the situation at the bookstore yesterday.

"Hello, Officer Bob!" He connected the Identity Bracelet, selected a video call, and greeted the officer who appeared on the screen.

The Identity Bracelet supported both voice and video calls. Generally speaking, close friends, official contacts, or cases where the other party requested a video call and the recipient agreed, would involve video communication.

Officer Bob had requested a video call, which indicated a high level of formality, and the conversation would be recorded by the police system.

"David, if you have time, please come to the Police Station. The compensation for the harm you suffered has been processed, and you need to come sign for it!" Officer Bob said with a smile.

"Officer Bob, the compensation result is already here?" David asked, somewhat surprised.

When he heard Officer Bob say this, he even had a fleeting thought that the other party might be tricking him into going out to harm him.

But just hearing that Officer Bob wanted him to go to the Police Station made him realize that was impossible.

One had to know that after yesterday's tragedy, panic had gripped Peilan City. In the news this morning, he had already seen over a dozen Interceptor drones patrolling the skies above the city.

At the very least, until the tension subsided, Peilan City was the safest place to be; no one would dare cause trouble on the streets under these circumstances.

"David, the driver who crashed into the crowd in the Flying Shuttle was a wanted criminal. The bounty on this criminal will be paid out to all victims as compensation!" Officer Bob explained, maintaining his smile.

If it were anyone else, he wouldn't have paid much attention, but after checking David's background, he had taken a special interest in him.

The Deputy Director of the Peilan City Legal Department—even if not a deputy director with real power—was not someone he could afford to offend.

"Thank you, I'll head over right away!" David agreed and then closed the Identity Bracelet.

Although the danger outside was minimal, he decided to take a car. At the very least, the safety inside a vehicle was much higher, and it would be much faster.

He entered the garage through the side door near the living room. Although he remembered from his memories that there was a car in the house, this was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

It was a car that was over thirty years old, but looking at its exterior, one would never guess it had such a long history.

This had to do with the car's use in an urban environment, but most importantly, the metal used in this vehicle contained the shell components of a Level 1 Zerg.

This car, known as the Gladstone Type III, was an older model from the Gladstone brand, yet Gladstone was the premier brand on Panshi Planet; David's mother had paid a heavy price to purchase it secondhand.

The reason for buying such a Gladstone Type III was the extreme sense of insecurity David's mother felt, and it was precisely this extreme insecurity that had caused David's mother to separate from his father, Hans.

In fact, if it had been a brand-new Gladstone car, David's mother would not have been able to afford it even if she were ten times wealthier.

In the memories of his predecessor, there was great dissatisfaction with the Gladstone Type III because this style had long since gone out of fashion.

But at this moment, David was extremely satisfied because of the safety of the Gladstone Type III; the safety of Gladstone cars was unquestionable, regardless of the quality of any generation.

Although the shell of a Level 1 Zerg could not compare to its teeth and claws, in terms of durability, it was harder than the vast majority of metals.

Sitting in a car made with this integrated material, unless one was an Armored Warrior or using heavy weaponry, it was very difficult to harm the driver inside.

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