Returning to the Qinling Base, Wu Hao stayed only for two days before piloting his aircraft back home. This time, he would stay home for quite a while, as both the Qinling Base and the drifting “Ghost” Sea Mobile Base in the vast Pacific had now settled into regular operations.

With a series of fully automated intelligent systems he designed, Wu Hao could handle small operations and issues by remotely issuing various commands to the base’s main control intelligence via his portable communicator.

The primary purpose of his return home was to accompany his parents to the provincial capital. It had been over a month since his father took the spiritual liquid. A few days earlier, Wu Hao’s mother had contacted him, asking if they could go to the hospital for a check-up.

At that time, Wu Hao was busy refitting a cargo ship at sea. He already knew the effects of the spiritual liquid, so he postponed the hospital visit.

In fact, Wu Hao’s father’s illness had been cured within days of taking the spiritual liquid. Wu Hao had said it would take a month to take effect to avoid causing a sensation. Even a month was still astonishing news.

Currently, medical technology had no effective methods for treating cancer, especially late-stage cancer like his father’s, which hospitals typically abandon. Remaining in the hospital would only lead to one result: waiting for death.

The night Wu Hao returned home, after dinner, his mother pulled him aside, worriedly asking, “Son, is your father’s illness really cured?”

Understanding his mother’s concern, Wu Hao reassured her, “Mom, don’t worry! Dad’s illness is definitely cured. You’ve seen his condition these days. Does he look like a sick person now?” Lately, as Wu Hongguo’s health improved daily, he couldn’t stay idle at home and started tending the orchard in the back and planting vegetables near the villa. Wu Hao supported his father’s activities, even though his mother was initially worried they might hinder his recovery. After Wu Hao explained, she stopped objecting.

“Your father seems quite energetic these days, but I still feel uneasy since he hasn’t been to the hospital for a check-up,” Zhang Huilan continued, still a bit concerned.

Wu Hao had to keep comforting her, eventually easing her worries.

The next evening, after Wu Hao’s sister, Wu Xiaoxiao, returned home for the holidays, Wu Hao and his family, along with a few bodyguards, set off for the provincial capital by car. The bodyguards included two women and four men.

Though having bodyguards around all the time might seem unusual and pretentious, Wu Hao felt it was necessary for his family’s safety. Even though Wu Hao accompanied his parents this time, ensuring no safety issues, he preferred not to act unless absolutely necessary.

Due to Wu Hao’s mysterious comings and goings, the bodyguards responsible for his family’s safety became very curious. Except for the female bodyguards protecting his sister, the rest secretly guarded his parents around the villa.

During Wu Hao’s last departure and return, the guards hadn’t noticed him, sparking their curiosity.

“Brother Lin, what’s the story with our boss? Why do I feel he’s more formidable than us, despite our special training?”

The man called Brother Lin, whose full name was Shen Lin, was in his thirties and had considerable influence among the male bodyguards. Shen Lin was an exceptional private bodyguard and a former instructor at their security company. Wu Hao had selected him based on his outstanding background and appointed him as the team leader.

“Your intuition is correct. Our boss isn’t an ordinary person. Even I wouldn’t stand a chance against him,” Shen Lin said heavily.

His intuition wasn’t entirely accurate. Even if all of them attacked together, Wu Hao could defeat them effortlessly. Wu Hao’s power had surpassed ordinary human limits, with potent telekinesis and mental perception. Only a barrage of rocket launchers could pose a threat to him. Other attacks were futile.

Wu Hao’s abilities allowed him to attack and defend telekinetically and sense threats over a vast range. Unless facing a major weapon, he had little to fear.

Usually, Wu Hao didn’t display his abilities, so most people couldn’t detect his uniqueness. However, the bodyguards noticed his difference because he hadn’t been detected during his comings and goings and had subtly released some mental pressure when interacting with them. This mental pressure, though harmless, alerted the sharp-minded bodyguards to his extraordinary nature, akin to the aura of a strong individual.

Wu Hao had thoroughly investigated the bodyguards’ backgrounds before selecting them, ensuring they were trustworthy and of good character.