That night, I had a dreamless sleep.

The next morning, I woke up early and immediately picked up my notebook to read.

There was an additional page of writing in the notebook.

It said:

【At the time of spiritual recovery, Mom and Dad failed to awaken their abilities and have no means of self-protection.

In Wuhua Temple, there is a thousand-year-old ginseng fruit tree. Today at noon, the ginseng fruit tree will bear five ginseng fruits.

Go and pick two ginseng fruits, and immediately give them to Mom and Dad to consume after the spiritual recovery. By then, they will be able to awaken their abilities and obtain self-protection.

You can only pick two, no more.】

After reading this passage, I immediately instructed the driver to prepare the car.

Although it only takes a little over two hours to reach Wuhua Temple, we had plenty of time.

But I could sense the importance of the ginseng fruits to my parents from the notes.

Just in case, I decided to go there in advance.

If there are any delays on the way, someone else might pick them.

As for whether the ginseng fruits in Wuhua Temple can be picked, we'll see when the time comes.

It's almost doomsday, who can think so much?

Regardless of what happens, I must obtain the ginseng fruits.

So that my parents can have self-protection in the apocalypse.

After informing my parents, I immediately rushed to Wuhua Temple.

Upon arriving at the temple, I asked the monk about the location of the thousand-year-old ginseng fruit tree.

I quickly hurried there based on the information provided by the monk.

When I arrived, I saw only an old monk with a white beard standing under the tree.

There was no one else around.

I hesitated for a moment but decided to approach him.

I stood opposite the monk, pretending to admire the thousand-year-old ginseng fruit tree.

I appeared calm on the surface, but my heart was restless.

I could only console myself.

Now there is still some time before the results. Perhaps the monk will leave in a while.

Half an hour passed, and the old monk was still there, silently observing the ginseng fruit tree in front of him.

Could it be that he knows the tree will bear fruit soon?

I pondered.

Just then, I noticed a change in the ginseng fruit tree.

Its branches and leaves were not stirred by a strong wind but were trembling violently.

And at this moment, the tree was rapidly bearing fruit.

One, two... until the fifth fruit appeared.

It was something completely unrealistic but was happening right before my eyes.

However, when I saw the expression on the old monk's face, he didn't seem surprised at all, as if it was within his expectations.

I stared intently at the two fruits closest to me.

Just as I was about to speak to the old monk, he spoke first:

"This ginseng fruit tree has been alive for a thousand years, and its fruiting time has no regular pattern."

"Since the donor can witness its fruiting, it must be fate. In that case, please pick two fruits and take them back."

Seeing the calm expression on the old monk's face, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I thanked the old monk and quickly picked the two ginseng fruits before hastily leaving.

I felt that the old monk might know something.

After all, a normal person wouldn't be so composed after witnessing what just happened.