Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

Chapter 869 Poaching

In a remote alley, a small gang leader was waiting while smoking.

The scout paid a lot of money and told them to search for three days. After three days, he would come here again to discuss the next steps with the gang leader.

The little boss was a punctual person, so he came on time. But the scout seemed to be less honest. He hadn't come yet.

"Really? Are people so unpunctual nowadays? If I finish this cigarette and he still hasn't come, I'll leave."

The little boss took two deep puffs of the cigarette, which burned quickly and would soon come to an end.

But the person he was waiting for still didn't come. The little leader sneered, flicked the cigarette on the ground, and then stepped on it to put it out.

"But we did make a lot of money this time. I didn't expect the security in high-end residential areas to be so weak. Maybe we can expand our business in the future."

The little boss is ready to leave.

But at this moment, a bald man in a suit and tie blocked the exit of the alley.

The little leader's expression froze and he stared at the bald man with vigilance.

"Brother, don't cause trouble." The little leader said coldly.

"I'm here to discuss cooperation." said the bald man.

Hearing this, the little leader's expression relaxed slightly.

"Why did you come just now? I've been waiting here for at least 20 minutes! I hope you'll be on guard next time!"

Hearing the little leader's complaint, the bald man was slightly stunned. He pressed his headset and a young voice came from the headset.

"It seems that the previous invasion by thieves was not accidental. Someone must have hired them. Let's try to find out the details of the employer."

"I see, Mr. Parker," the bald man whispered.

The little boss also saw that the bald man seemed to be communicating with someone.

So he smiled and said, "What is that device on your ear, brother? It looks pretty cool. I want to get a few to play with, too."

"But before that, let's talk business first. Do you want to renew the contract? The three-day period has expired. We have tried our best to find the person you wanted to find, but we couldn't find him." The little leader spread his hands and said.

"That's because you guys are not doing your job well, so I hope the next contract can be cheaper." The bald man continued.

"It has nothing to do with us! I've already told you that the man you're looking for isn't there at all! After all, if such a handsome guy were around here, I would definitely have an impression of him!"

"It's the location you chose that's the problem, not ours. We've tried our best to search!"

The little leader began to complain. The bald man was moved when he heard this. "A very handsome man..."

"Have you really not found any clues? If you find any clues, we will definitely reward you!" The bald man continued to ask.

"No clues! That man is very popular on the Internet, and is known as the most handsome man in a thousand years. In fact, there are quite a lot of people looking for him, and they all want him to be a star! But he is really not here!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Do you want to renew the contract? The price is the same as last time. We will sell it for three days!" the little boss said impatiently.

"No, the price must be lower! Besides, the guy who took over from you before has been fired for poor performance!" said the bald man.

"Huh? Is your talent scout organization so strict?" The little leader sighed. He thought the guy last time was quite generous. But seeing that the guy this time was not easy to talk to, it was estimated that the contract price would be suppressed this time.

After some bargaining, the two sides signed a contract. The thieves had to continue looking for people in the area for three days.

On the other side, Parker listened to the entire negotiation.

His expression was a little solemn.

"So we've been targeted by a scout organization... But those scouts are no ordinary people. Since they organized people to search this place, it means that the mysterious man should have appeared nearby last time."

"…Sure enough, his appearance at the mall was no accident. His target is most likely my mother. He has even been scouting the area over the past few days."

After careful reasoning, Parker became more and more certain that the mysterious man had bad intentions.

"That man was hiding nearby, but the thieves didn't find him. Maybe he doesn't live here, and he appeared here just to monitor my mother's movements..."

"It's a pity that there are too few cameras around here. Once I acquire this area, every inch of land will be covered with cameras!" Parker secretly made up his mind.

Parker persuaded his mother not to go out for a few days, and then he continued to negotiate with the neighbors.

Parker's mother was doing nothing in the villa. She lived on the third floor.

At this time, the students on the second floor were studying. Everyone's expression was quite focused, because many of them joined here just to improve their academic performance.

There was only one poor painter who seemed out of place. He really couldn't understand the formulas that Se Lian taught him.

Because he has been strictly trained in painting by his parents since he was young, and has only learned a little bit of other subjects. His math level is not even as good as that of a junior high school student. It is really difficult for him to learn those formulas.

But he didn't want to be separated from the group, so he had to force himself to listen. But if you don't have a solid foundation in mathematics, you can't understand it at all.

At this time, Greg was sitting next to the painter with his legs crossed. He was also patiently studying those formulas. The current atmosphere reminded him of his youthful days when he was in school. Those days were indeed beautiful.

As if aware of the painter's predicament, Greg gave him a reassuring look.

"Don't worry, kid. If there's anything you don't understand, I'll tutor you after class. Just try your best to listen and don't feel pressured." Greg said in a low voice.

The painter showed a grateful look when he heard this. He was very lucky to have made a reliable new friend.

Greg gently pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled inexplicably. In fact, people like the painter who have such obvious mental weaknesses are the easiest to control.

Greg was ready to convert the painter into a member of his sect. At the same time, he also set his sights on several other students, who were also good seedlings.

"Okay~ How's everyone doing? Is there anything that's not clear enough in what I explained?" Se Lian, who had just finished explaining the formula, asked everyone.

"I have some questions...Selian, I understand those formulas, but I have reviewed the textbook in advance, and those formulas are not recorded in the textbook. Is it really useful for us to learn these for the college entrance examination?"

Se Lian was stunned when he heard this. Those formulas really have no direct effect on the college entrance examination. After all, they won't be tested in the exam.

So Se Lian scratched his head and said, "Um...what I just talked about were all extracurricular contents. But if you want to hear about the contents in the textbook, I can also talk about it."

"Okay~" The students became happy instantly after hearing that.

"Do we want to hear that content, too?" Greg asked.

"No need. If you two don't want to listen, you can move freely." Se Lian said.

"Okay, then we'll leave first." Greg smiled and left with the painter.

They didn't go far, but came to the yard of the villa.

There were some parasols, tables, chairs and benches in the yard where people could relax. The two of them randomly picked a place to sit down.

Greg began to fulfill his promise and gave the painter tutoring seriously.

However, the painter's math foundation was too poor, so Greg had to start from the very basics.

"I'm sorry...am I too stupid..." The painter looked quite lost.

"No, you're just not very good at it. Everyone has their own areas of strength and weakness."

"Just like I can't do strenuous exercise, but I don't think I'm bad." Greg waved his right hand, which was not flexible.

"..."The painter also looked at his right hand blankly.

"I would envy you for having deft hands that you can use to paint beautiful pictures," Greg smiled.

"Huh? You two are here..." The voice of Mrs. Shenpi came from a distance.

Greg smiled subconsciously. The painter blushed slightly.

"I bought some delicious food, let's share it!"

Mrs. Shenpi placed some food on the table.

"Don't you need to share it with other people?" Greg asked curiously.

"They are busy, I don't want to disturb them. Let's eat." said Mrs. Shenpi.

"Okay." Greg picked up a pastry and started eating.

"It tastes great. It should be made by the White Swan Restaurant two streets away. I've eaten there several times before." Greg said.

"I don't know. My assistant ordered it for me." Mrs. Shenpi also tasted it.

"Hmm~ It doesn't taste as good as Parker's." Mrs. Shenpi frowned.

"Parker... is he the mysterious president? I've been here twice but haven't seen him in person. Is he a good cook?" Greg became interested.

"Yes~ Thanks to the God of Learning, Parker is now very versatile and basically proficient in everything." Mrs. Shenpi said casually.

But Greg's expression suddenly became very interesting.

"God of Learning?? Am I joining another cult? Or is this god just some kind of belief circulating among students?" Greg's heart was in turmoil.

"Excuse me, is the God of Learning real?" Greg asked an ambiguous question, and he asked it very carefully.

"Of course it's true, don't you know? That's right, you have been a member for a short time and have not met him yet." Mrs. Shenpi didn't notice anything wrong.

"What is the God of Learning?" The painter beside him showed a blank expression. It was the first time he heard of this.

"Don't you know? Why did you join us? I thought the Dragon King's father would tell you the truth." Mrs. Shenpi frowned.

"But you don't have to worry. The God of Learning doesn't seem to be an evil god. We have received a lot of help from him." Lady Shenpi comforted.

Greg was sweating profusely at this time. He never expected that the small study club he casually joined was actually a cult!

Moreover, the god of this sect! It seems that he is also a god who can truly perform miracles! Doesn't that mean that he is like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth!

Greg didn't think there would be any possibility of cooperation between cults. After all, religion is the most exclusive. If they knew he was a pagan, he would be in danger.

Greg took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat. He had completely lost his previous calm attitude. He had always thought that he was a predator and could hunt these cute prey at will, but he didn't expect that the two poles were reversed now, and he was like the prey.

"Excuse me, what are the teachings of the God of Learning? As a new member, I think I should understand it in detail..." Greg tried his best to control his expression and appear relaxed.

"Doctrine? I'm not too sure. It's probably something like study hard and make progress every day." Mrs. Shenpi said.

Greg's mouth twitched slightly. Damn, study hard and make progress every day! Are the teachings of cults so careless?