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Chapter 529 Lived to the End

Tan Shuo sighed heavily in his heart.

“But, Teacher, I walked too slowly. Even if I spent my entire life, I might not be able to walk as long as someone else in a year.”

“What made you think this way? Although there is a gap in talent, hard work can make up for it.”

“Really? But, Fang Heng was in the Wailing Hall earlier…”

Tan Shuo had a confused look on his face as he recounted everything he had seen in the hall of the dead.

“Hmm? What did you say? Soul vortex? Fang Heng created a soul vortex?”.

After listening to Tan Shuo’s entire story, Dickey was first surprised, then he frowned.

Dickey was both surprised and doubtful. He confirmed with Tan Shuo again, “You said that Fang Heng used the Book of the Dead to successfully create a soul vortex?”

“Yes, Teacher, I saw it with my own eyes. What do you think I should do?”

Tan Shuo looked at Dickey with longing, hoping to find the motivation and answer from Dickey to continue moving forward.

However, Dickey’s mind was completely focused on Fang Heng.

Soul vortex?!

That was a soul vortex!

Even middle-tier necromancy would find it difficult to reach the level of a soul vortex.

Dickey clearly remembered that just four days ago, it was he who personally taught Fang Heng the basic necromancy skill. This meant that in a span of just four days, Fang Heng had upgraded his basic necromancy to the maximum level, and he was even able to use the Book of the Dead to condense a soul vortex.

What a terrifying talent!

Dickey could not suppress the wild joy in his heart and a smile appeared on his face.

Great! That’s great!

Their necromancy could finally be carried forward by someone!

“Teacher? Teacher?”

Seeing Dickey’s wise and confident smile, Tan Shuo thought to himself, as expected of a teacher. It seemed like his teacher had encountered the same problem as him before.

His teacher would definitely be able to guide him in the direction he should go.

“Yes.” Dickey nodded at Tan Shuo. “You’re right, Tan Shuo. Talent is a very important thing. You might never be able to catch up to Fang Heng.” “Okay.”

Tan Shuo nodded. He was ready to hear Dickey say the word ‘but’ and the rest of the content.

“Faced with God’s unfairness, we can only choose to take the initiative to get used to him. Tan Shuo, you need to think carefully. If you want to quit, it’s still not too late.”

“Think carefully. I suddenly thought of an important matter that needs to be dealt with. I’ll leave for a while.”

After saying that, Dickey stood up and left Tan Shuo’s side.

Ah?

Tan Shuo stood rooted to the ground, lost in thought.

No ‘but’?

He had thought that his wise mentor would give him an answer…

Who would have thought that he would be persuaded to leave?

Dickey did not have the time to care about Tan Shuo’s feelings now.

He realized that he might have dug up a shining piece of gold!

Fang Heng and Wei Tao Shang had just finished discussing the details of the cooperation between District 7 and walked out of the living room together.

“Chen Yu will be transferred into District 7 within three hours. The rest of the matters in District 7 will be entrusted to you and Chen Yu. I owe you one. When the Zombie Apocalypse level is upgraded, I will repay you this favor.”

As the two of them were talking, Dickey walked towards them from the other end of the pathway. “Wei Tao?”

Dickey saw Wei Tao from the Federation talking to Fang Heng and he instantly became alert.

What were the people from the Federation talking to Fang Heng?

Dickey spent most of his time in the Necromancer Association. Apart from teaching some apprentices, he spent most of his time researching. He wasn’t interested in what was happening outside, so naturally, he didn’t know that Fang Heng had been quite popular recently.

“Dickey.”

Wei Tao nodded at Dickey as a greeting.

“Fang Heng is my student. I’m here to talk to him about something.”

Wei Tao’s heart skipped a beat.

Student?

Did Dickey take in another student?

He could hear a hint of warning in Wei Tao’s tone, so he nodded and said, “I still have things to deal with in District 1. We’ll talk again next time.” Watching Wei Tao walk away, Dickey finally said, “Fang Heng, you have to be careful when dealing with people from the Federation.”

“Uh, okay.” Fang Heng did not understand the difference between a student and an apprentice. He was also curious as to why Dickey would remind him to be careful of the Federation.

The relationship between them did not seem to be that close.

Dickey looked at Fang Heng and found him pleasing to the eye. He smiled and asked, “The trial in the Wailing Hall has been completed. Let me see how your skills are doing.”

“Thank you very much.” Fang Heng suppressed the doubt in his heart and thanked Dickey. “The basic necromancy has been raised to the highest level.”

“Good, good, good. Fang Heng, you indeed have great potential to learn necromancy.”

Dickey was greatly gratified to receive confirmation from Fang Heng.

His family had spent a lot of effort to establish the Necromancer Association in this world. On one hand, it was to expand the influence of necromancy, and on the other hand, it was to find new people with potential.

Today, he had finally found one!

“I’ve heard from Mo Yunxiao that you’re still in the elementary game. Which intermediate game are you going to advance to? I’ll get someone to pick you up there. If everything goes well, I believe that we’ll be able to complete the advancement of elementary necromancy within a week. At that time, I’ll think of a way to help you quickly…”

“Uh… Mr. Dickey.”

Fang Heng hesitated for a moment and interrupted, “Thank you for your help. I don’t want to join the intermediate game for the time being.”

Huh?

Dickey’s smile froze on his face for a moment. “Why?”

Fang Heng had an extremely high talent in necromancy. Theoretically, he should be able to shine in necromancy.

What was wrong with hiding in the elementary game and not going out?

Wasting talent?

“I still have some things to deal with in Zombie Apocalypse, and I haven’t thought about the direction of development yet.”

Dickey was even more confused.

“Your talent in necromancy is amazing. Practicing necromancy is the most suitable.”

“Yeah, I still want to wait and see.”

Fang Heng felt that the occult mark was a pretty awesome skill, to begin with. Coupled with the SSS-level zombie clone talent, it could completely reach the effect of 1 + 1> 10,000. It was really too exaggerated.

As long as he had enough time to hack in, his talent level would increase rapidly.

Therefore, he would have to see what kind of skill he wanted to learn in the future.

He wasn’t in a hurry.

“Alright.”

For a genius like Fang Heng, Dickey could always give him the greatest degree of tolerance and patience.

Even though he felt a little regretful.

Dickey felt that Fang Heng was the one chosen by necromancy.

Very soon, when Fang Heng ran into a wall while he was studying other academic subjects, he would soon return to the embrace of necromancy.

Therefore, Dickey felt that he needed to show Fang Heng the power of necromancy.

Dickey smiled.

He already had the perfect Plan A, B, C, D and E in his heart.

It was better to take things slowly for now. He could not be in a hurry to succeed. When that time came, it would have the opposite effect.

Necromancy had taught him one of the most obvious things. He could only laugh best when he lived to the end.
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