Chapter Thirty-Six: Acknowledging a Godfather Isn't Bad Either

  Wang Weiye did not expect that the document in his hand was signed by the No. 1 leader himself. Now he didn't dare to be presumptuous again, and quickly put the document into his breast pocket, then asked: "Leader, do you want me to follow you now?"

  "What? You want to follow me now?" Through the conversation just now, Wang Bo was more and more fond of this young man. Although Wang Bo felt that Wang Weiye's personality was a bit unpredictable, he indeed had a kind heart. He thought it was no wonder that Sima Liang was willing to marry his precious daughter to him. If his own family's precious daughter were as gentle as Sima Youlan, he would also be willing to marry her to Wang Weiye without hesitation. But heaven played a joke on him, the little girl at home was simply a tomboy, every day except for fighting and killing, she didn't know what else to do.

  "No! No! I still have a lot of things that haven't been settled yet." Wang Weiye didn't want to leave immediately, that stinky girl hadn't been dealt with yet. If he left now, it would be hard to find such an opportunity again.

  Haha……“Alright! You should focus on recovering your body first. While you're recovering, I want you to write down this experience in detail, including the combat characteristics of the Soviet special forces. Also, please include the existing problems our military is facing, so that we can have targeted training in the future. As you know, the China-Vietnam border has already started to become unstable, and the intelligence you provided was very timely, allowing us to make adjustments to the troops. The country may be on the verge of war at any moment. If you use your personal experience to write a training manual, that would be even better. So, please take it seriously and write it down. Once you're done, hand it over to the base commander, and he will forward your report to the relevant departments.”

  When Wang Bo heard the words, Wang Weiye was overjoyed. As long as he didn't let him follow him now, not to mention writing reports and training materials, even if he asked him to write a book, he would immediately agree with Xiaolai: "Yes! Chief, guarantee completion of task."

  Wang Bo didn't want to deal with Wang Weiye through official relations, he wanted to use personal feelings to win over Wang Weiye. In this way, Wang Bo could grasp Wang Weiye's heart in his future work. Wang Bo took Wang Weiye's hand that was saluting him from his head and said softly: "You don't have to always call me leader, didn't you just call me dad? At my age, I can be your godfather, I think I still qualify for this, how about it? From now on, you'll call me godfather, and I'll recognize you as my godson, do you agree?"

  Crawling along the rod was Wang Weiye's specialty, and he never thought that having a father-in-law as awesome as this would be possible. Now that he heard Wang Bo's words, such a great thing, if Wang Weiye didn't agree, then he would simply be out of his mind. He immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times to Wang Pu, then said to Wang Bo: "Yes! Father... ah no, father-in-law!"

  Wang Pu didn't expect Wang Weiye to kneel down and kowtow to him, but since he had already done so, he felt at ease accepting it. "Great! Haha... I also have a son now. If your aunt knew that I acknowledged such an impressive person as my son, she would be thrilled. Haha... When you come to Beijing for work, I'll take you home and let your aunt and your two brothers, as well as your older sister, see that our old Wang family also has such a handsome young man."

  Seeing his newly recognized godfather so happy, Wang Weiye quickly sat down beside Wang Bo and asked affectionately: "Godfather, is Godmother's body still good? Are Brother and Sister also serving in the army?"

  Now that they are a family, Wang Bo didn't hide anything from Wang Weiye anymore. He said to Wang Weiye: "Your aunt works in the Beijing Municipal Government and has some minor health issues with her heart, so she often rests at home. Your two brothers are all serving in the base, and your sisters-in-law are with them. Ah, by the way, the practice method you gave to the base, they're also learning it. I heard from them that your practice method is much more advanced than the one we have at home. So, they're making rapid progress now, and on their behalf, I want to thank you. It's just that your eldest sister doesn't let people worry about her. She's a girl who knows how to fight and kill in the army, and when she heard from your two brothers that your method is very advanced, she wanted them to teach her. But you had told the base not to spread it outside, so due to disciplinary restrictions, your two brothers didn't teach her. These days, she's been making a fuss, saying she wants to go to the base and serve. Cough, your aunt isn't in good health, and at home, there's only this precious daughter. So, your aunt didn't agree to let her go. When I came here, this silly girl was still giving me attitude. If she knew it was you who gave the method to the base, I think you wouldn't have any peaceful days either. Haha... when the time comes, you'll know how formidable your eldest sister is."

  After hearing about the situation at home, Wang Weiye had a new understanding of his uncle whom he had just met. For the sake of the country, he selflessly sent all his children to the army. Wang Weiye sincerely admired this uncle from the bottom of his heart and excitedly said to Wang Bo: "Uncle, don't worry, I guarantee that Aunt's heart disease can be cured."

  "What? You can also cure illnesses?" Wang Pu asked disbelievingly.

  "No!" Wang Weiye shook his head and said to Wang Ju with certainty.

  When Wang Weiye heard this, he saw him shaking his head like a rattle drum. Wang Pu was angry in her heart, wasn't this just teasing people for fun? He said in a bad tone: "Son, are you looking at your godfather as if he has nothing better to do, teasing your godfather for fun? Be careful, I'll spank your butt."

  Seeing Grandpa misunderstood, Wang Wei hastily said: "Grandpa, you've got it wrong. Although I'm not good at treating illnesses, the mental method left by my master has a medical chapter. This little problem can't stump me."

  "Really? You can really cure your stepmother's illness, that's great. These years have been tough on her, if I hadn't used my true energy to protect her heart and blood vessels, she would have left me long ago. Son, your father doesn't know how to thank you. Once you've cured your stepmother's illness, I'll let her cook more dishes for you in the kitchen." Now Wang Bo is happier than ever before, if it weren't for the sake of national and ethnic interests, he would have applied for retirement long ago and stayed at home with his old partner.

  "Ah, Dry Dad, then I'll be blessed with good fortune. As for Big Sister wanting to cultivate martial arts, I think it's not necessary to go learn from Brother anymore. That technique isn't even considered basic training by my master, and practicing it would be a waste of time. If you agree, Dry Dad, after I arrive in Beijing, I'll start teaching everyone at home the techniques left behind by my master. I don't want my loved ones to leave one by one before my eyes."

  When Wang Bo heard that Wang Wei Ye was teaching everyone in the house to cultivate, he was shocked. He is already sixty-two years old, how can he still cultivate? If he really can do it, then it's not that simple. The older generation of national revolutionaries, if they can all live to be one hundred years old, this is beneficial and harmless for the party and the country. Wang Bo asked immediately to verify his thoughts: "Wei Ye, are you saying that cultivating the truth has nothing to do with age, and anyone can cultivate?"

  Wang Weiye understood what Wang Bo said, and he immediately replied to Wang Bo: "No, Uncle. If an ordinary person of advanced age were to cultivate from now on, it would be impossible for me to do so at present because my skills have not yet reached that level. However, I can use true yuan qi to wash their marrow and increase their lifespan, which I can accomplish. You can cultivate, Uncle, because you've been cultivating internal strength all along, and the meridians in your body have been consolidated. Since you're cultivating lower dan tian, it's laid the foundation for my master's heart method. As long as I move your dan tian to upper dan tian, you can cultivate true yuan qi. And Auntie can cultivate because Uncle has used true qi to treat her illnesses over the years. She already has a foundation in her body; with my true yuan qi added on top, Auntie can definitely cultivate."

  Wang Bo did not expect that after all these years of using his true energy to heal his wife's illnesses, she would actually gain such great benefits in her old age. He had already thought it through in his mind: if his wife couldn't cultivate, he wouldn't cultivate either; he wanted to spend the rest of their lives together. Since his wife could cultivate, then he would too.

  "Alright, Wei Ye. Let's discuss family matters when you arrive in Beijing. Speaking of cultivation, I came this time for this matter as well. The leader attaches great importance to your cultivation method, and the conditions you put forward are that before the soldiers in the base practice, they must first join your sect and accept the rules and regulations of your sect. Can you tell me why? You should know that those special forces in the base are all treasures of our country, and no one can occupy them." Wang Bo came to see Wang Wei Ye, mainly about the cultivation of the soldiers in the base, which is a matter of great importance to Leader No. 1.

  Wang Weiye had already heard the implication behind Wang Bo's words and understood his superiors' thoughts. However, the mental technique he currently possessed was not an ordinary martial arts mental technique. Once someone cultivated it to the fifth level, they would become a modern-day Superman. If the cultivator encountered any mishaps and entered the demonic path, the social harm caused would be uncontrollable by a single country.

  Actually, Wang Weiye didn't tell the truth to Wang Bo. With his current three-layered power, he could completely turn an ordinary person into a martial arts master in just one night. But he didn't want to do that, firstly because it would be troublesome, and secondly because he didn't want to take on too much responsibility. His master had told him very seriously that the training method of their school was different from others, and if they couldn't control their killing intent, there was a possibility of going crazy and becoming a bloodthirsty demon. Therefore, he couldn't make his heart method public or widely recruit disciples. However, for the sake of national interests, he could make some sacrifices.

  Wang Weiye said to Wang Bo: "Uncle, I think the higher-ups misunderstood my intention. The other day, I told Vice Minister Zhao that if someone in the base wants to learn my heart method, they must first join our school and be subject to our rules. This is a prerequisite, but they can't be considered as formal disciples of our school, only as lay disciples. They are still national personnel, and I have no right to mobilize them. As long as they don't use the learned heart method to harm national and ethnic interests, they won't be restricted by our rules.

  Uncle, please don't be unhappy after hearing this. Can you guarantee that those who practice will not cause problems in 50 or even 100 years? What measures does the country have to restrain them if a problem arises? Uncle, I can tell you the truth, with my current power, conventional weapons can no longer harm me. If they practice to a certain extent and a problem arises, what should be done?"

  When Wang Weiye finished speaking, Wang Pu also understood the reasoning behind it. This iron-clad barracks and flowing water-like soldiers, if their mental state were to flow into society, harm would definitely appear. Wang Pu could understand Wang Weiye's concerns. But this matter wasn't something he could resolve on his own; he had to wait until he returned and reported to the First Leader, who would then make a decision.