Mage with knife

No, Harvey can't know about this, otherwise, wouldn't that damn fat man become his father-in-law?

"Cough cough cough..."

"You cough, cough, chicken feathers."

"Dick, why are you talking to my father-in-law?"

"You're a chicken-feathered father-in-law? Fatty..."

"I wiped it! Dick, you can't hold up your pants and deny it."

"I won't admit it, what's wrong? Fatty, be careful I deduct your elder guest's salary."

"I...you..." Harvey's power suddenly ran out, "I'm paralyzed! I knew my daughter couldn't escape from your grasp." Forget it, he has dozens of daughters, don't he care about this one? What if?

His salary was deducted... Harvey thought carefully, does his daughter have a husband?

It can be seen that Harvey's patriarchal mentality is so serious that he doesn't even know whether his daughter has a husband.

Of course, in the world of practitioners, the relationship between men and women does not necessarily have to be marriage. The existence of improper relationships between men and women like Dick and Betty is considered normal by everyone.

"Tell me, why are you looking for me?" This damn fat man won't look for you if nothing happens.

"Seventh level Netherworld Grass, Dick, I can't find Hailanzhu. You can trade me a few more plants at once."

"Fat man, do you know what you practice?" Dick needed to explain to Harvey.

"What? What do you mean?"

"Netherworld Grass is a special training resource that is not available to others, and it cannot be configured into spiritual wine or the like. Because Netherworld Grass is a training resource for undead magicians..." Dick had gained insight, and of course he had to tell himself

Are you a good brother? As for having sex with a good brother’s daughter-in-law, that’s another matter.

"Undead system?" Harvey has indeed gained experience. Even if Hai Lanzhu knew about such things, he wouldn't be interested in telling Harvey, right? "Isn't it a very awesome system?"

"Not to mention whether you are awesome or not, you seem to have great experience and talent in the practice of undead. I mean, if you continue to develop like this, it will be possible for you to become a saint or even a demigod in the future." Dick is really like this.

That's what I thought and expected.

"Yes, Dick, I also think that I practice the undead system very quickly, and maybe I really have good talent. In this case, should I accumulate more Netherworld Grass? What if I don't have it anymore in the future?"

"Buying more Nether Grass is not a long-term solution, and you don't have that much money. Fatty, don't you think you have a talent for cultivating elixirs? If you can cultivate level 7, 8, or 9 Nether Grass yourself,

Wouldn't it be more appropriate to have your destiny in your own hands?" Dick thought this way for Harvey's good.

"Dick, what do you mean, I should go to the place where Nether Grass comes from and see it in person?"

"It's best to do this. After all, the living environment of each kind of spiritual grass is different. If you want to cultivate Netherworld Grass yourself, you must have a targeted approach.

I heard that there is Nether Grass in Arctic Island, which lives in a gloomy and dirty environment. Practitioners hate that kind of environment. You are a mage of the undead system, so I guess you can adapt to such an environment.

Even if you can't grow it yourself, seizing the opportunity to resell Nether Grass first-hand, the initiative should be in your hands as much as possible, right? You are a businessman, and you should understand the pros and cons.

In short, you won’t get pregnant if you try. Fatty, you still have to rely on your own efforts in cultivation.”

Dick can't take care of Harvey for the rest of his life, can he?

"Sure! I'll go!" Even though Harvey's combat prowess is not that good, he is still a seventh-level magician. He can't always practice safely at home, he still has to go out after all.

Harvey never thought about having to rely on Dick for the rest of his life. Harvey came from a business family and was very independent.

"Fat man, since Bortie can get Netherworld Grass in Arctic Continent, I estimate that Netherworld Grass should exist in Kip City in Arctic Continent. In this way, when I was in Kip City, I participated in the war with Netherworld Grass.

During the Spartan War, the black-faced saint who was in charge of Kip City and I had a good relationship.

This is the belt of the Commander-in-Chief of the City Lord's Mansion Guards that the black-faced saint from Kip City gave me back then. Take it and go see that black-faced saint, and he will take proper care of you." Dick could only help.

Harvey has so many things to do, and whether he can do it in the end depends on Harvey himself.

With the badge of the Commander-in-Chief of the Guards of the City Lord of Kip City, Harvey can freely enter and exit the teleportation array on the Holy Island.

This waist card identity is also easy to use in Arctic Continent. It is much easier to use than the identity certificate of Trust City. Even the identity of the lord of the city lord of Dick Trust City is not necessarily effective in Arctic Continent.

"Okay! Thank you." It would be much more convenient for Harvey to have the favor of a saint when he is not familiar with the place in the Arctic. Harvey has been in business for many years and understands the importance of favor, not to mention

, it still involves the favor of a saint, which money cannot buy.

As for how to make good use of this human relationship, that is Harvey's business. As a businessman, the best thing is communication.

"Dick, I leave my daughter to you."

"Get out!"

Dick can only wish Harvey good luck. Even if Harvey works hard to become a saint magician, he can live for another three thousand years, right?

The most painful thing for practitioners is that their relatives and friends around them die one by one. Uncle Titan died, Sister Annie died, Li Lang died, Barbara died... Dick didn't want Harvey to die too.

Zhang Huan returned to the prairie, and now he doesn't know what to do.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore. Human life is destined by God. What’s going to happen in the future, why do you think so much about it?

Betty practiced on the Holy Island, and Dick went to the Cultivator Academy in Trust City.

Every one or two months, Dick will go to the Trust City Practitioner Academy to 'inspect' and give lectures to the students and instructors. He will try his best to give these students and instructors some help.

As for what Dick said, whether you can be inspired and helped depends on your luck and opportunity.

Even though Betty is not here and the vice president is not here, the order of the Trust City Cultivator Academy is still very good. The Trust City Cultivator Academy is in Trust City, so what danger can there be?

The young students who can directly accept Dick's teachings are all elites selected by the academy, which can be regarded as a reward. The students' cultivation level is still low, and they are all low-level practitioners. Even so, Dick's explanations are very patient. Dick's training

I have been teaching for more than a hundred years and have rich experience. I am still able to teach some children with ease.

Genius students like Luo Xue are rare to encounter in a hundred years. Dick didn't expect to meet such genius students all the time, right? Most cultivators grew up as cultivators with average qualifications.

The students and instructors of the Trust City Practitioner Academy have grown up from generation to generation. Is it because of the good training that the talent spurt appears?

There are more than thirty senior cultivators who have grown up in the Cultivator Academy of Trust City. No matter how rich and rich the resources are in Trust City, it really cannot accommodate so many senior cultivators, Elder Keqing.

It just so happened that other big cities on the Holy Island were still short of people. Therefore, many senior practitioners were transferred to other big cities to take up posts.