555: Grandpa, you must be sick, and very sick!

However, the prerequisite for controlling strange beasts is his Cultivation level, which needs to reach at least Qi Refining third layer!

Moreover.

Although Teacher Ye brought them to see strange beasts yesterday and explained that strange beasts have already invaded their World, in Zhang Tongqian's opinion, their understanding is still limited!

Just as Teacher Ye said, what he taught in class was common sense.

Even if he reached the Qi Refining third layer, finding and capturing strange beasts, binding them to work for himself, helping himself become stronger, and thus protecting his grandson, would still be a problem.

After all, they had never dealt with strange beasts, and their methods might not be enough to defeat them.

Cultivation progress cannot fall behind.

Strange beasts must not be underestimated; on the contrary, they must be deeply understood!

How to understand strange beasts?

The Old Man's gaze, at this moment, also looked towards the number plate worn around his neck.

After discussing this morning, everyone understood that this was something Teacher Ye gave them to aid their Cultivation.

It could allow them to hone their combat skills in dreams, and even help them understand the strange beasts' attack methods and techniques!

This thing is an absolute treasure!

The only trouble is that their descendants need to sign that summoning contract.

This requirement made them, who were at Cultivation University, feel troubled.

Originally, after joining Cultivation University, part of their focus was to diligently Cultivate and protect their Children.

Now this thing required them to bring their descendants over as well.

Originally, Zhang Tongqian hadn't considered it.

But after calculating his grandson's situation, he also slightly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Countless pieces of information converged, and the final conclusion still pointed towards the path where they must become stronger.

And to walk quickly and far on this path, the number plate around his neck cannot just be worn as an accessory!

Looking at the telephone on the table, Zhang Tongqian reached out and picked it up.

"Hello, Grandpa?"

The dialed call was connected, and Zhang Shan sat on a large rock under a waterfall, breathing somewhat tiredly.

Because Xiao Yuanliang said that strange beasts had already invaded.

Zhang Shan's training of himself became much stricter.

The effect was also significant.

In just a few days, the unstable power of his Breakthrough to the mid-stage first-tier talent had already calmed down and stabilized.

"Good grandson, what are you doing?" Zhang Tongqian's tone carried a hint of a smile.

Previously, when he divined that his grandson had a great omen of misfortune, he was still greatly alarmed.

Now, he seemed calm, and his tone was more relaxed.

Having lived for so many years, it was natural that he could control his emotions.

"I'm working, Grandpa." Zhang Shan glanced at the cascading waterfall beside him and replied.

What he said was also correct; as a member of the Wei Shi Alliance, he was currently improving his strength to resist the invasion of strange beasts!

"Mm, not bad, very energetic!" Zhang Tongqian smiled reassuringly.

"Good grandson, do you think you can spare some time to come here recently? The School has a document that requires a family member's signature."

"Signature?" Zhang Shan was slightly puzzled.

He had asked Dad and Mom and knew that his Grandpa had been placed in a place outwardly called a School, but was actually a nursing home.

After several conversations with his Grandpa, Zhang Shan did not have a good impression of that nursing home that cared for Old Man.

This signature might be for some kind of liability waiver or similar document.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shan frowned, but also slightly nodded: "Got it, I happen to have time today, Grandpa. Tell me the location, and I'll come over in a bit."

Hearing his grandson's words, Zhang Tongqian finally gave the location and then hung up the telephone.

Not long after.

Zhang Shan arrived at the pedestrian bridge location with an unspoken emotion.

And when he saw his Grandpa really applying screen protectors under the pedestrian bridge, he was even more stunned as if struck by a heavy blow.

Although in the previous two calls, the Old Master had said he was applying screen protectors.

But upon actually seeing it, Zhang Shan suddenly felt how difficult it was for the Old Man!

"You're here?" Zhang Tongqian saw Zhang Shan walking over and quickly waved, saying, "Come, sit here."

The Old Man took out a chair.

The Grandpa and grandson sat facing each other like this.

Their thoughts were not entirely the same.

Looking at the Old Man in front of him, and then at the screen protector stall beside him, Zhang Shan sighed slightly.

He was already so old, yet still so busy.

Even his originally pale hair was more... black?

His original hunchback was even more... straight?

His originally cloudy eyes were becoming more... piercing and bright?

Like some parents.

Every time they see their Child, they will say something emotional like the Child has lost weight, or suffered at School or work.

But the current situation was that the Child was clearly several sizes fatter, and the words like the Child has lost weight or suffered were stuck in their mouths.

Zhang Shan was currently in this situation.

He was just about to lament that the Old Master shouldn't be so busy at his age and should just enjoy his retirement.

But at this moment, the Old man was living with more and more vigor.

People would believe it if you said he was a seventy-year-old young man!

Across from him, Zhang Tongqian's expression was different from Zhang Shan's confusion.

The Old Man's face carried the playful expression of an old mischievous Child he always had, but a hint of determination was revealed in his eyes!

His own Child would face a life-or-death crisis within a month!

He must improve his strength as quickly as possible to ensure the Child's safety!

"Good grandson, did you bring a pen?" Zhang Tongqian said with a smile, then immediately took out the manifested summoning contract from his person.

"Come, take a look."

Zhang Tongqian placed the summoning signing document in front of Zhang Shan.

Looking at this contract document with strange patterns drawn on it, Zhang Shan flipped through it with confusion.

After only reading the first two pages, a few black lines appeared on his head.

It said that the signer of the summoning document would fulfill the promise of being summoned.

What the Ghost is this?

A Child's toy for playing house?

What kind of summoning thing is this? The Old Master actually specifically called him to sign this thing.

Although it wasn't a nursing home's liability waiver, which made Zhang Shan relieved.

But the Old Master taking out this thing that clearly had no legal effect for him to sign seemed to indicate that his Grandpa's mind really had some problems!

"Grandpa, listen to me, this time I'll take you to the Hospital for a check-up!"

Zhang Shan put the signing document aside and looked at the Old Master with concern.

"Check-up? I'm not sick?" Zhang Tongqian frowned.

"No, Grandpa, you definitely are sick! And not lightly!" Zhang Shan said with extreme certainty.

"You grandson!" Zhang Tongqian's beard puffed up; he was still being scolded like this.

Although this wasn't really scolding, he just felt something was off.

"Grandpa, just listen to me. After the check-up, if the Doctor says you're fine, I'll never force you to get check-ups or anything like that again, okay?" Zhang Shan also softened his tone, only wanting to take the Old Master to the Hospital.

Hearing this, Zhang Tongqian was so angry he didn't even want to apply screen protectors anymore.

He turned to look at the summoning contract beside him.

"How about this, if you sign this, I'll listen to you and agree to go to the Hospital for a check-up?"

Zhang Tongqian pointed to the summoning contract beside him.

Hearing this.

Zhang Shan's eyelids twitched slightly.

This sentence, he felt a sense of déjà vu.

Last time during the marathon, when he was persuading Grandpa to wait for the ambulance, the Old Master spoke in this same way...