The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Omas found no reason to turn down Maria’s plea. The Shiwan Mountains posed formidable challenges for a woman like Maria, but with Omas by her side, those difficulties seemed insignificant.

With this in mind, Omas agreed, saying, “In that case, we’ll embark on this journey together.”

Maria beamed, excitement evident in her voice, “Thank you, Young Master! I promise not to be a burden.”

Omas chuckled softly, settling onto the ground beside the mother plant of Pu’er tea. “Let’s wait here for a while. Once dawn breaks, we’ll unearth this young plant and head to the airport.”

Seated by the lakeside, gazing at the serene surface of Heaven Lake sparkling under the moonlight, Omas turned to Maria and posed a quiet query, “Master, do you think that heavy rain we just experienced was real or merely an illusion?”

Omas pondered, “Was it an illusion? What do you think?”

Maria mulled over the question briefly before responding, “I sense it’s somewhere between reality and illusion.”

Omas’s brow furrowed in thought, “Aren’t those two options mutually exclusive?”

Maria shook her head gently, her eyes distant, “I feel as though it’s both true and false, real and unreal, false and real.”

Omas’s lips curved into a smile, “Tomorrow morning, you could ask the villagers nearby if they heard thunder and rain last night. The commotion was so intense; it’s unlikely they’d be oblivious to it.”

Maria nodded in quiet contemplation, her voice barely a whisper, “It seems like it won’t be that straightforward…”

Then, she turned her gaze to Omas and teased, “It appears the servant girl’s mind tends to complicate things.”

Omas responded with an unconcerned nod, glancing at the camping gear he had brought.

to rest in the tent while I keep an eye on the mother plant? We could swap

Alder, “Is the Young Master

Furthermore, I must guard the mother plant of Pu’er tea. If someone

Consuming that leaf invigorated me, making me feel incredibly refreshed. Fatigue

to a quarter of the Life Saving Pill’s potency. This could sustain an average person for a year or more, significantly improving their overall health. Regardless of the ailment, improvements

setting a limit until she turned five hundred. She would remain free from illness during this time. The mother

sleep. Omas saw no point in assembling the tent and so,

remained unaware of his identity

Omas’s secrets. The same held true for

adopted countless orphans, sharing her secret of immortality with a select few she deeply

dawn approached, their conversation continued, painting

landscape, Maria turned to Alder, “My Anne,

haven’t told me about your encounter with Morgana

be shared, “Young master,

stretched and declared, “It’s time

your expertise in tea cultivation should be employed to

her hand approached the soil, she paused, exclaiming, “Look, Young Master!

fresh, dew-covered leaves where he had plucked the previous day.

shared his amazement, “It’s not uncommon for leaves to regrow after picking, but at this speed? Truly remarkable. The mother plant’s

“Given her regenerative abilities, even if we plucked all her leaves, they’d likely return

“Sir, let her leaves grow undisturbed for now. Allow

words, “Miss Clark, fear not. I

mother plant, preserving the