Urban Super Medical Saint-Chapter 395 - 394: Samosir Island [Second update for guaranteed monthly votes]

"Mr. Ge, Mr. Xu, hello, I am Wang Zhuo. Welcome to Medan." As soon as Ge Dongxu and Xu Lei exited the airport terminal, a middle-aged man with dark skin and a very friendly smile approached them, looking every bit the businessman as he extended his hand in greeting.

"Hello, Wang Zhuo, we'll be in your care this time." Ge Dongxu and Xu Lei each shook Wang Zhuo's hand with a smile.

When shaking hands with Wang Zhuo, Ge Dongxu distinctly felt the calluses on his hands, which were also very strong, nothing like the hands of a businessman.

In fact, Wang Zhuo was not strictly a businessman. He was a secret agent from Huaxia Country in Indonesia, though he outwardly held the identity of a shop owner.

"It's getting late, and it's also raining. How about we stay in Medan tonight and head to Samosir Island tomorrow?" After helping the two with their luggage, Wang Zhuo suggested.

"Director Ge, what do you think?" Xu Lei asked.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Let's follow Wang Zhuo's arrangements." Ge Dongxu said indifferently.

"Chen Jiateng handed over his family business to his two children forty years ago and has since lived in seclusion on Samosir Island, rarely making public appearances. His prestige may not be what it once was, but among the older generation of Chinese, he still commands tremendous respect. Many of Medan's prominent families look up to him. There's a rumor among the upper echelons of the Chinese community that Chen Jiateng is a sorcerer with magical spells, and that in his youth, he once single-handedly killed about a dozen Japanese soldiers." Once inside the car, Wang Zhuo explained.

Wang Zhuo's words made Ge Dongxu involuntarily think of his own senior brother, although Chen Jiateng was far less accomplished than him. His senior brother had killed two Japanese squads in the jungle by himself.

However, Chen Jiateng was considerably younger than his senior brother. Given that Chen Jiateng had single-handedly killed about a dozen Japanese back in the day and had been cultivating ever since, his strength now should not be much inferior to that of Fan Hong.

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"We have found out that Chen Jiateng has been on Samosir Island these days and has not left. However, Chen Jiateng has not personally received compatriots from our country in many years," Wang Zhuo continued.

"You have worked hard. All you need to do is take us to where Chen Jiateng is living in seclusion tomorrow. Don't worry about the rest." Ge Dongxu said.

"You're too polite, Mr. Ge. This is what we should do," Wang Zhuo replied humbly.

He was just the one carrying out tasks on the ground. By telling Ge Dongxu these things, he was merely giving a heads-up. As for what exactly Ge Dongxu and his company planned to do, or what they intended to do, someone of his level certainly had no right to inquire.

Although Medan is the largest city on Sumatra Island and the third largest city in Indonesia, it's quite run-down with low buildings everywhere. In terms of prosperity, it might not even compare to Changxi County, which is located in a developed coastal area—it's just much larger in size.

The proportion of Chinese in Indonesia is about three to four percent, but in Medan, it reaches nearly twenty percent. Driving along the street, they occasionally saw shops with Chinese characters, and Ge Dongxu even spotted the two characters for 'herbal tea,' which stirred his emotions slightly.

That night, Ge Dongxu and Xu Lei stayed in Medan.

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Samosir Island is a lake island located within Doba Lake on Sumatra Island. The island spans over 500 square kilometers, only slightly smaller than Singapore, which is separated from Sumatra by the Strait of Malacca.

Doba Lake is a large lake formed by volcanic activity, with no rivers connecting it to the sea, making it the largest freshwater stagnant lake in Southeast Asia. Samosir Island in the lake was formed by volcanic activity, hence it is mostly composed of hills and plateaus.

Doba Lake is not far from Medan, and after having breakfast in the hotel, Ge Dongxu and Xu Lei were driven to Samosir Island by Wang Zhuo.

Samosir Island was extremely tranquil and beautiful, its surrounding mountains and lake water isolated it from the rest of the world, away from the hubbub of the city. More than that, the mountain pass would occasionally emit wisps of light smoke, creating a misty and cloudy ambiance, as if it were a utopian retreat.

The lake water was very clear, with the underwater grass and various fish clearly visible.

On Samosir Island, there are traditional longhouses of the Batak people, with tall roofs that curve upwards at both ends, resembling bull horns. Wang Zhuo explained that the reason the houses are built this way is because the locals believe that buffalo horns can ward off evil spirits.

This was Xu Lei's first visit, and he was quickly captivated by the paradise-like scenic beauty, repeatedly exclaiming that it was an excellent place for seclusion.

However, Ge Dongxu saw even more; he observed not only the scenic beauty but also the rich Fire Spiritual Energy and Water Spiritual Energy of the place.

As the saying goes, fire and water are incompatible, but here, Ge Dongxu felt a harmonious synergy between the two elements and finally understood why there were such precious medicinal herbs as Nine Suns Red Flame Fruit and Sweet Dew Xuanyang Grass. Both of these herbs required hot environments abundant with Fire Spiritual Energy, and being plants, they also needed plentiful rainfall and Water Spiritual Energy to thrive. The Sweet Dew Xuanyang Grass especially, had even more exacting requirements for both elements.

"Through fire, recognize the True Dragon, and through water, discern the True Tiger. Should I aspire to comprehend the Dragon Tiger Realm in the future, this place would be most fitting." As Ge Dongxu silently praised the beauty of the area, he also gleaned a subtle enlightenment from the harmonious coexistence of fire and water.

The local inhabitants were very friendly. Seeing Ge Dongxu and others pass by in their car, they would sometimes take the initiative to greet them with friendly smiles.

This made Ge Dongxu somewhat reflective; one really cannot judge an ethnicity or a nation by just looking at a subset of its people.

The car traveled around the ring road of the island, and at an intersection flanked by dense trees leading up the mountain, Wang Zhuo turned the vehicle onto the path.

Just a short way in, they saw a large iron gate guarded by two stone Qilins.

Behind the iron gate was a spacious road lined with neatly trimmed flowers and trees.

The road was not straight all the way to the end. After twenty or thirty meters, it wound its way through, making it impossible to see inside from the gate.

Two burly security guards stood watch at the gate. As Ge Dongxu's car approached, they pointed to the sign indicating a private residence on the gateplate and gestured for them to leave.

Getting out of the car, Xu Lei said to the security guards, "Could you please announce our arrival, saying that Mr. Fan Hong from Huaxia Country, a friend of Ge Dongxu, has come to visit Elder Chen."

"So it's Mr. Ge." The security guard obviously had been notified earlier and showed a slight smile upon hearing their names, opening the gate, "Our master has already instructed that you can just follow this road straight up."

Although Fan Hong did not come, he had already notified Chen Jiateng in advance. Although the two had only met a few times without deep interaction, Fan Hong was still considered a master in Qimen and a government official from Huaxia Country. Since he had made a special call, Chen Jiateng was bound to extend that courtesy.