Supreme Grandpa

(A/N: Hello, there might be appropriate scenes later on. Please read with caution! Kekeke...)

"Grandpa, after I write it down, can I sell the martial arts technique for the abyssal beasts to other people? Can the money go to me at that time? I have been using second uncle\'s money all along, I don\'t think it is good."

Yang Mei\'er rubbed her hands together, lowered her head, and said.

Yang Song: "Of course, you can. If you can really write it down, grandpa will help you sell it. Grandpa will reward you with 2000 dollars."

"Then let\'s make a pinky promise."

Yang Mei\'er stretched out her little finger and bent it up.

Yang Song also stretched out, and the two fingers hooked together, "By the way, Mei\'er, you are very talented. But how long do you plan to get this technique out? Should we add a deadline?"

"I feel like a week will do," Yang Mei\'er pondered for a while, and said seriously.

After Yang Song heard this, he turned around and walked under the old locust tree, poured himself a cup of tea leisurely, and suddenly became confident in his heart.

It seemed that this girl would never get a taste of the Great Energy Pill at all.

However, no matter what, Yang Mei\'er was also his most beloved granddaughter, and he still had to have the concerns he should have.

"Well, Mei\'er, you have to believe in yourself. If you encounter any difficulties, you can show them to your grandpa. Grandpa will give you advice. If it\'s really successful, grandpa will also help you apply for copyright protection. After that, I will invest money in printing. If it sells well, grandpa will help you save the money earned, and will be your dowry in your future."

Yang Song drank tea, moisturized his throat, and said with a smile.

Yang Mei\'er: "Since it\'s my dowry, I will keep it myself."

"You are still too young!" Yang Song.

Yang Mei\'er: "Then I don\'t need money. Those who can raise abyssal beasts as pets must be martial artists. They also have cultivation methods. I can use my techniques to exchange with their techniques. This way, I will have unlimited martial arts techniques to read."

"Fine, whatever. But that can only happen when you successfully write the technique!"

Yang Song waved his hand.

Anyway, he didn\'t believe Yang Mei\'er could really write it.

"Then I will start thinking about the techniques now. Grandpa, don\'t disturb me!"

As Yang Mei\'er said, she took out a small book and a pen from her schoolbag and lay on the opposite side of the stone table where Yang Song was drinking tea.

Sometimes she looked serious, sometimes she frowned, sometimes she smiled and wrote on the book.

Whenever Yang Song raised his head slightly to take a look, the girl immediately covered what was written with her hand, and then raised her head and looked at Yang Song vigilantly with her big eyes, for fear that he would copy it away!

…

On Yang Song\'s side, he was lying on a rocking chair, drinking tea, and basking in the sun. He was very relaxed and comfortable.

However, on Huang Shi\'s side, he was lying on the bed with a lifeless look. With his eyes wide open, he looked at the ceiling sadly.

He wanted to cry a bit, get angry a bit. But overall, he was just that depressed.

"Old Huang! You are so amazing; you really deserve to be a martial artist! I was almost tossed to death by you."

By the bed, the babysitter looked ruddy and said in a shy voice.

"Shut up!" Huang Shi shouted coldly.

"Oh, Old Huang, you are so domineering!" The babysitter\'s complexion became even shyer.

"One more word, I killed you!" Huang Shi growled.

At this moment, deep in his heart, hundreds of thousands of horses rushed past.

Was heaven playing with him? He was almost a hundred years old, but he did that kind of thing?

If everything happened here today were to be passed on, he didn\'t know how would the younger generations in his family face other people. Maybe they would peel their faces off to avoid shame.

The most excessive was that he used to think that his babysitter was not bad. His service was top-notch. Every time he called him over, he would enthusiastically help. But today, he found out that this guy was really a huge pervert!

"Old Huang, I think this pill is very effective. Your body seems to be a lot stronger now. The effect of exercise is very powerful. You can eat more in the future!" The babysitter spoke again, his eyes full of expectation.

"Don\'t make noise, I want to be quiet!"

Huang Shi became weak and didn\'t even want to kill this guy. He only stared at the ceiling with eyes slightly red.

"Damn, that old dog thing is not a human being! He definitely did it on purpose. That bullshit Great Energy Pill is a thing that fools people. It is clearly a kind of indescribable drug. That old fucker is too wicked. And it\'s ironic that I actually believed him so easily!"

"I wish 100 years old is his limit."

"I wish he will die soon!"

"Old thing... the older you get, the more shameless you are! You shameless old fart!"

In his heart, he kept roaring.

"In the future, if I buy one of his Great Energy Pills, I will only be a dog, a dog that eats shit!"

After a while, Huang Shi roared such a sentence with wet eyes.

However, as soon as he yelled at these words, he found that the effect of the medicine had come up again. He didn\'t know what was going on. When he turned his head and looked at his babysitter, he found that his appearance seemed pretty good.

After a while, in the room, Huang Shi began to work hard again.

…

The same thing happened not only on Huang Shi\'s side.

All those who got the Great Energy Pills experienced the effect almost instantly.

Fortunately, the vast majority of people had listened to Yang Song\'s suggestion and did not use it in crowded places.

However, even so, after the actual use, their emotions were quite agitated. They felt hundreds of rolling waves of the sea in their declining hearts.

"Shit Great Energy Pill! If this thing really makes a person become a martial artist, I will urinate upside down and drink it myself!"

"That old undead was clearly cheating me. How could I believe him so simply?"

"The effect is indeed there. It does indeed exercise the body, but it\'s too damn obvious, right?"

Such a voice was said by almost everyone who had taken the pill.

Many people gritted their teeth fiercely, looking like they wish to scrape off Yang Song\'s thick skin!

It was just that they had just taken medicine, so they were too occupied to even send text messages to Yang Song or even call him.

…

"I don\'t know how is it going on Huang Shi and those guys\' sides now? It stands to reason that they should have already all taken Great Energy Pills at this point in time, right? The latest data should also be sent back to my mobile phone by now. But why is there no reaction at all now? It\'s weird."

It was getting late, and soon after Yang Mei\'er left, Yang Song also returned to the secret room.

He didn\'t cultivate, but glanced at his phone and muttered to himself in confusion.

"Is it possible that Great Energy Pills have side effects? It stands to reason that all my formulas are made of pure natural and non-polluting medicinal materials. After it is eaten, it will make their bodies better."

Yang Song pondered for a while, but he still didn\'t understand the problem.

Just as he was thinking about whether or not to make a phone call to ask about the situation, in a corner of the secret room, a piece of the floor suddenly made a clicking sound.

"Squeak... Master, Master!"

The next moment, a small head pushed the floor open.

After seeing Yang Song sitting on the pad, it shrank back. In less than two seconds, the floor was pushed open again.

Two nervous eyes turned quickly as if the owner of the eyes had done something wrong.

"You little guy, you didn\'t go to the factory and steal the Great Energy Pills, right?" Yang Song glanced at Xiao Laoxu, found that its hair had exploded, and asked immediately.

"Squeak, no, no!"

Xiao Laoxu covered his head with two paws and shook his head repeatedly.

"Forget it. There are no side effects anyway. At most, you will transform into a super mouse! However, during this period of time, you should not fall behind in your studies. Your IQ is not low, but after so many days, you can\'t even understand the kindergarten textbooks! How can you be worthy of the mouse race?"

Yang Song stared at Xiao Laoxu and nagged.

"Squeak, I, I, study now!"

Xiao Laoxu made no excuse, and with a swoosh, he got out of the ground and reached the table. With two paws, he expertly picked up a kindergarten textbook, turned his back to Yang Song, and started to study in a decent way.

Because he was too serious, he didn\'t even notice that the textbook was upside down.

"Study hard. After you know how to read, I will find some techniques that you can try. Maybe you can also train martial arts or cultivate immortality!"

Yang Song got up, took the textbook away, then flipped the textbook and put it back right in front of Xiao Laoxu. At the same time, he stretched out his palm and unceremoniously lightly patted his head.

Squeak!

Seeing Xiao Laoxu squeaking in pain, Yang Song gave him one final look, and then sat back on the futon again. With a thought, he took out the Yellow Spring Shell Bead from the storage space, and began to cultivate!

…

Xiao Laoxu was studying.

Yang Song was cultivating.

There was harmony in the secret room.

However, not far from the Yang Song\'s pill factory, in a breeding farm, the current movement was enormous and was not so harmonious.

"Which sinner in heaven and earth is so wicked?! Even the chickens, ducks, and pigs are not let go! Is there any humanity left in this world? Is there any conscience left in him? Damn pervert!"

An aunt in her fifties, with one hand on her hip and a large kitchen knife in the other, shouted with red eyes. Almost every one a few kilometers away heard her voice.