Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Foundation Establishment Stage Level 2 1
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A trace of solemnity appeared on Ashton Nicholson’s face.
But Elder Hansen was completely unaware, still angrily saying, “When Mr. Smith wakes up, he’ll definitely go to seek justice!”
Ashton Nicholson shook his head, looking solemnly at Elder Hansen and said,
“It’s best not to let him know about this.”
Elder Hansen was taken aback, somewhat confused, “Wh…why?”
Ashton Nicholson spoke solemnly, “The Schroeder Family is the top-ranking family in Chuzzle, their strength surpasses all other families in Chuzzle. They are in a league of their own.”
“If Mr. Smith finds out, do you think he’ll let it go given his personality? If conflict arises, it’s very likely to bring about his own demise!” Ashton Nicholson said as he looked at Elder Hansen.
Elder Hansen’s face suddenly turned a bit gloomy.
He knew that the Schroeder Family was extraordinary, but he didn’t expect even Ashton Nicholson to be this afraid of them.
“So…what should we do? They’ve already taken the Curing Pill, 1…1 don’t know how to explain it.” Elder Hansen seemed somewhat at a loss.
Ashton Nicholson sighed, patted Elder Hansen’s shoulder and said, “Elder Hansen, if you don’t want Ethan Smith to get hurt, you’ll have to handle this yourself.”
Although his words didn’t make it clear, the intention was obvious.
Afterwards, Ashton Nicholson didn’t stay any longer and quickly left the place.
After he left, Elder Hansen sat down and started to ponder.
After a while, Elder Hansen let out a long sigh.
“I’d better listen to Mr. Tenny’s advice,” Elder Hansen muttered in a low voice.
Time flew by, and Ethan Smith still showed no signs of waking up.
Every day, people still came to ask for Pills, but they were all turned away by Elder Hansen.
Two days later, Ethan Smith finally woke up from his sleep.
He stretched lazily and felt refreshed all over.
Next, Ethan Smith tried clenching his fist; only after sensing the abundant power within his body did he breathe a sigh of relief.
“My strength has finally fully recovered,” Ethan Smith thought.
Then, he pushed the door open and went out.
Just as it was noon, Elder Hansen quickly came up to greet him when he saw
Ethan Smith, “Mr. Smith, you’re awake.”
Ethan Smith smiled, “Elder Hansen, how many days have I been asleep?” Elder Hansen counted with his fingers and said, “Exactly a week.”
“This long?” Ethan Smith was a bit surprised.
Elder Hansen made tea for Ethan Smith and then said, “Yeah, I didn’t expect you to sleep so long either.”
Having gone without food and drink for several days, Ethan Smith felt both hungry and thirsty. So after washing up, he took Elder Hansen out to find a hot pot restaurant.
For this meal, Ethan Smith ate like a tornado, devouring everything.
The whole meal took at least three hours.
After filling himself, Ethan Smith casually asked, “Elder Hansen, there must have been quite a few people looking for me recently, right?”
Elder Hansen’s face changed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, “That’s right, almost every day someone comes to the door. Some want Pills, some invite you to banquets.”
Ethan Smith laughed, “As expected, did the Curing Pill sell?”
Elder Hansen appeared embarrassed, he stiffly said, “No…no.”
Ethan Smith didn’t care, he laughed, “It’s normal, after all, hundred-year medicinal materials aren’t easy to find.”
“No…it’s not that.” Elder Hansen raised his head to look at Ethan Smith.
Ethan Smith was stunned, and somewhat incredulously asked, “Not? What do you mean?”

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