As time passed, flesh slowly began to grow over Chen Jian's hand.
His severed hand rapidly grew back as well.
Soon, a complete arm appeared before Chen Jian.
Because it had only just grown back, it was pale and tender, unlike his rough, bronze-skinned other arm.
The new arm's skin was so fair that the veins beneath it were faintly visible.
Even so, it looked much the same as Chen Jian's intact arm.
Chen Jian moved it around.
He found it remarkably nimble, just like his original arm.
Its strength was only slightly less than that of his other arm, too.
Xiao Yang guessed that this was because Chen Jian had been without it for so long.
It had only just grown back, so he was probably still unused to exerting force with it.
Chen Jian had once had a right hand, of course.
But while his arm had been gone, he hadn't stopped practicing the Five Hearts—no, the Four Hearts Facing Heaven Technique.
His strength had improved during that time.
It was only natural that his newly regrown right arm felt unfamiliar.
"I never thought I'd see the day my arm grew back!"
"Thank you, Xiao Yang."
Chen Jian's eyes were wet with emotion.
Smiling, Xiao Yang stepped forward and hugged him.
"You've treated me like your own son, Uncle Chen."
"I happened to have something that could help. Of course I'd give it to you."
A look of comfort crossed Chen Jian's face.
He had been very good friends with Xiao Yang's parents.
That was why he had always treated Xiao Yang so well.
After Xiao Yang's parents died, Chen Jian had visited him even more often.
He had never expected anything in return.
Now, to his astonishment, Xiao Yang had given him something so precious.
"That was a Spirit of Plants and Trees!"
"It's wasted on an old man like me!"
"You could've traded it for another Spirit of Plants and Trees to boost your own strength!"
"Or traded it for some Dragon Blood, at least!"
"Even though you're already a God of War, Dragon Blood would still do you a world of good!"
Chen Jian spoke with pained regret.
He would rather Xiao Yang had traded the kiwi for resources suited to himself.
If he had known what that kiwi could do, Chen Jian never would have eaten it.
Xiao Yang smiled.
"Don't worry, Uncle Chen. I have good things for myself, too."
"With my current strength, getting some Dragon Blood would be easy."
"I'm a Psychic, and I have the incredibly valuable Black God Suit now."
"With it, no monster below King-level can break through my defenses."
"Even against a King-level Monster, the Black God Suit can reduce the force of its attack to one-tenth!"
"And—"
"Shit! I bought that S-Class Battle Suit for nothing!"
In the middle of speaking, Xiao Yang suddenly remembered something.
He had bought an S-Class Battle Suit from the God of War Palace.
It had cost him four billion!
That wasn't much to him now.
But taking a loss like that still hurt.
Seeing the pain on Xiao Yang's face, Chen Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Xiao Yang had coaxed him into eating something as precious as a Spirit of Plants and Trees without a second thought.
Yet buying one extra Battle Suit had him looking heartbroken.
"All right, all right. It's only a Battle Suit."
"You haven't used it, so you should still be able to sell it."
"How much did it cost?"
Chen Jian had been so focused on Xiao Yang's dejected expression that he hadn't noticed what kind of Battle Suit Xiao Yang had bought.
"Four billion!"
"Hiss..."
Chen Jian looked pained too.
"It's fine. I know places buy back Battle Suits."
"You probably won't lose too much."
Despite his words, his face still showed how much it hurt.
Once they had both calmed down, Xiao Yang continued.
"Anyway, Uncle Chen, you don't need to worry about me."
"I still have another Spirit of Plants and Trees. I might even get more later!"
"And since I haven't used that Battle Suit, you can take it."
"I'm not short of money at all."
"Just look at the fighter jet outside."
"That thing costs 120 billion at the Ultimate Martial Arts Hall!"
"And that's at half price!"
The price of the fighter jet made Chen Jian draw a sharp breath.
Even so, he said, "You should sell the Battle Suit."
"I haven't been to the Wilderness Area in years, and I doubt I'll go again."
"Life's good as it is. I have no use for a Battle Suit."
Hearing that, Xiao Yang didn't insist.
He went on to tell Chen Jian about the ruins.
Apart from what had to remain secret, he held little back.
It was evening before Chen Jian said goodbye.
After watching him leave, Xiao Yang went down to the training room.
He locked the door, then took a metal case out of the Game World.
After verifying his fingerprint, he slowly opened it.
Inside lay a ginseng root as thick as an arm.
Its fine roots were perfectly intact.
Xiao Yang fell silent as he stared at the Millennium Spirit Ginseng.
If he remembered correctly, he was supposed to eat the whole radish—no, the whole Millennium Spirit Ginseng, wasn't he?
His face twisted at the thought.
Why was it so big?!
Even an ordinary daikon wasn't this big!
With no other choice, Xiao Yang washed it and started gnawing.
Unlike the delicious Crops in the Game World, this radish—ginseng didn't taste nearly as good.
At best, it wasn't unpleasant.
It also had that distinctive ginseng taste.
There was a fresh fragrance to it, but that didn't make it delicious.
After grimacing his way through the entire arm-sized Millennium Spirit Ginseng, Xiao Yang began cultivating to absorb its medicinal power.
He had already felt his whole body heating up as he ate it.
Now his skin was flushed red from head to toe.
Steam even rose from his head in wisps.
But Xiao Yang could clearly feel every cell in his body growing stronger.
The medicinal power of the Millennium Spirit Ginseng continued to nourish his flesh.
He spent the entire night absorbing it before finally exhausting its medicinal power.
The first thing Xiao Yang did when he opened his eyes was harvest his crops!
After sowing another round of kiwi seeds, he left the Game World and walked over to the testing machine in the training room.
Twisting at the waist, Xiao Yang drove a punch into the target.
Bang!
389020 kg
"Hiss..."
Xiao Yang drew a sharp breath at the number.
Then something occurred to him.
With a thought, he sent a throwing knife shooting toward the target.
Bang!
512000 kg
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