Farming Life Starting in Africa

Inside the supermarket, Guan Yuming looked at Lawson as he approached and asked, "All done?"

Rosen nodded, noticing that among the items he paid for were quite a few fruits he had just picked out. "How much is it in total? Here you go."

Guan Yuming glanced at him and handed over the bill.

When Rosen saw that the bill showed a payment of $845, he quickly shoved the bill back into his hand, saying, "Next time, I didn't bring any money today."

What the hell did I buy? The stroller isn't even full, and it's already over $800! That's enough to buy the latest iPhone!

Rosen was planning to renege on the debt. Anyway, Guan Yuming wasn't short of money. He was just being polite earlier, and he would consider it as the travel expenses for accompanying Guan Yuming to Mexico.

Guan Yuming folded the bill and put it in his coat pocket, his face showing an expression as if he had expected this answer.

It seems that Rosen and his uncle are very similar.

The two pushed the shopping cart toward the parking lot. At that moment, Rosen saw a Latina woman not far away bending over and struggling to stuff something into the back seat of a car. The trunk was already too big to close, and she was pushing a bulging shopping bag into it.

Rosen stared at the retreating figure, feeling he'd seen her somewhere before. The woman straightened up, dusted off her hands, and turned around, revealing a face Rosen recognized.

Mia happened to see Rosen as well. She was taken aback at first, then smiled and waved to him from a few cars away: "Hey, Rosen! Are you here shopping too?"

Guan Yuming turned his head, following Rosen's gaze to look at the person waving at him, then glanced at Rosen again. How come this guy seems to know everyone wherever he goes…

Rosen walked over to Mia and stopped between the two cars. "Yeah, I'm buying some everyday items. What about you? What are you buying here?"

He glanced into her car; the back seat was almost completely stuffed with several bags, and there was also a bag that looked like household items on the passenger seat. There was no one else in the car.

"Where's Letty? Didn't she come with you?"

Mia's expression stiffened slightly, then she quickly regained her composure: "She went to Los Angeles."

Rosen didn't press the matter further. Instead, he changed the subject, saying, "How's business at your shop? That Dodge I saw last time really gave me a lot of ideas for modifications."

Mia shook her head. "The repair shop is closed. I can't keep it running by myself."

"So what kind of work are you doing now?"

Mia sounded a little dejected. "I work as a waitress at a fast food restaurant."

Rosen thought for a moment and then said, "Would you be interested in working on my farm?"

He saw Guan Yuming, who was loading things into the car, roll his eyes. Rosen was speechless. What was this old guy trying to do? Who was he rolling his eyes at?

Among Family Hero's friends are quite talented, and his sister Mia is considered to be a very responsible one.

Mia was clearly taken aback by the invitation. She hesitated for a moment, "I've never worked on a farm before, I'm afraid I won't do a good job."

"It's okay, you can learn. This year's work mainly involves clearing the land, coordinating workers, and building fences—these are the kinds of trivial things. It won't officially start operating until next spring."

Mia hesitated for a moment, "Then I'll think about it..."

"Okay, here's my phone number." Rosen took a business card out of his coat pocket and handed it over.

"If you decide to come, you can come in advance to check out the environment and see if you like the place."

Mia glanced down at the business card as she took it before putting it in her coat pocket.

Rosen seemed to recall the last time he bought a car. "Last time I bought a car from Harry, after I mentioned you, he gave me a discount of ten thousand."

"Ha, that's good. He also gave me a referral fee of two thousand dollars." Mia was very happy when she mentioned this. Who wouldn't love unexpected wealth?

Out of the corner of his eye, Rosen noticed that Guan Yuming had already stuffed everything into the car. He was leaning back in the driver's seat, looking at Rosen through the windshield.

Rosen chuckled and said, "Looks like I gave him too much. Next time I'll have to negotiate with him myself."

He planned to stroll around his parking lot in the evenings when he had nothing to do. The pickup truck was already modified, and he was sure he could speed it up. He also needed to get a car that could recklessly zip around on the road.

Mia burst into laughter at his words. "Haha, Harry is actually very generous, it's just that his business hasn't been doing so well these past few years."

When Rosen saw Guan Yuming sitting in the car already unpacking the fresh-cut fruit box he had chosen, he couldn't help but say to Mia, "Alright, I have to go. If you've thought it through in a few days and want to work for me, just call me."

After saying that, Rosen plopped into the car and took the fruit box from Guan Yuming's hand. "We haven't even gone home yet, and you've already finished eating this."

Guan Yuming shrugged indifferently; after all, he had paid for it himself. He was only now truly convinced that Rosen knew a lot of people here—running into two groups of acquaintances while shopping at the supermarket.

Guan Yuming started the vehicle and drove Lawson back to Sunshine Farm.

Rosen returned to his space capsule, took a shower, and lay comfortably on the not-too-soft bed, the springs making short creaking sounds with his movements.

He then noticed that the research on the drug extorted from the CIA had been completed on the all-powerful platform. Rosen had discovered a new function of the all-powerful platform.

This drug was originally developed based on the framework of a certain virus. It belongs to a chimeric retroviral vector and its goal is to efficiently rewrite part of the genetic information of the host cell.

The analysis by the universal platform showed that the virus had a high success rate of transduction in the subjects and very low variability in viral structure.

In other words, its effects vary very little across different individuals, which is a rare stability in gene therapy development.

However, the problem lies in the string of parameters at the end.

This agent, while modifying genes, triggers a stress-induced metabolic hyperactivity in the body, which simply means that metabolism is forcibly pushed to an extremely high level.

After administration, the heart rate will remain at a level of over 120 beats per minute, which is almost equivalent to an average person's heart being in a high-intensity exercise state all day long.

If the subject's cardiopulmonary function is not strong enough, irreversible myocardial damage will occur within three to four weeks, eventually leading to heart failure.

The cause of death was not acute poisoning, but rather exhaustion.

To put it simply, this potion works by accelerating the burning of a person's entire reserves in exchange for a temporary power boost. It's like a candle being lit from both ends simultaneously, producing more energy, but also burning out faster.