There are so many gang members, so he better not go in and be embarrassed."

Mo Bichenxin did not refute at all and acquiesced.

Hill blinked, a little confused as to how their flying technique was used.

It probably has something to do with the sense of direction!

Mo Bichenxin cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Hill, I heard that you have a kind of puppet that can cook?" He asked eagerly: "Can we buy it too? Is it limited?"

"This thing is easy to make, but it requires a powerful tower spirit to instill skills." Hill replied: "I am not in the tower now, and Liszt is more free. I should be able to do something.

Just go to him directly.

But the number of puppets I make is not very large. The first ones can be chosen based on their appearance, but the latter ones are only the standard puppets made by the alchemy workshop."

Huabi Youxin smiled cutely at Hill, then took off and ran away.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hill." Mo Bichen scratched his head, "Hua Bi wants to open a restaurant."

Some of you have thought of opening a restaurant!

"That's good." Hill answered him with a smile: "I only have simple meals there. It can be done for a while, but not for a long time."

"Hehe." Mo Bichen said sheepishly: "We also heard that there is a puppet that can cook, so we dare to open a restaurant!

Otherwise, who would dare to eat what we cook?

Hua Bi doesn’t know how to cook at all, but he still wants to do it.

No one wanted to poison her.

It’s best to have a cooking puppet and let her pretend.”

Can you tell me this? Hill glanced at this silly kid: There are so many people around here listening!

I don’t know how many people have already sent these words to Huabi, right?

Mo Bichen was completely unaware and continued to ask: "Mr. Hill, how long will the two stores be open?

If they leave, do I still have to keep the store for them?"

Hill suppressed his eyes roll: Do you want them to leave and just occupy those two houses?

"When they leave, just ask them." Hill said, "Give them a period of time and then take back the territory."

Mo Bichen nodded happily: "Even with their lofty moral character, they will not stay here with me."

Hill twitched his lips: "Please be polite."

Mo Bichen suddenly understood and said: "Ah! It is said that some mages like to use their mental power to eavesdrop, right?

Don’t worry, no one will argue with us about such bad words.”

So even though you know they can hear it, you still say yes?

He suddenly waved his hand: "Can they also listen to me in my lord's house?"

"I don't know." Hill could only say calmly: "There should be an introduction in your lord control core."

"Then I'll go take a look first." Mo Bichen quickly left, "I'll go to your store later."

What's the matter? Hill frowned and thought, since he came to the player's territory, his brows were about to wrinkle.

He looked back: the black crystal-like exterior wall of the store had become gleaming.

Adrian has opened the core of the store, and the lights of various magic circles are shining.

"Mr. Hill!" a player shouted.

Hill looked at him and tilted his head in confusion.

"Can we add some tables in the corridor? There's no room for water!" The player shouted loudly, ignoring the commotion of the crowd.

Hill thought about it, and the earth element emerged from the soil and stood on both sides of the corridor: they used spells together to inlay small folding round tables that could be pulled down on the supporting pillars.

The table is not big, but enough to put some food and drink.

Hill quickly flew up and went back to his store.

He felt that if he stayed any longer, there would probably be strange requests.

Hill sat on the third floor and waited quietly. Adrian came upstairs soon.

"Hill, do you understand what Hensley means?" Adrian asked seriously as he sat on the sofa.

"Understood, he said that I am already a magician. When he does things, he will only treat me as an equal person, sow discord and conspiracy, and will never exclude me."

Hill glanced at Adrian: "Uncle Adrian, you don't need to worry about me.

I don't like these things, but that doesn't mean I can't handle them.

My father's third wife was much higher in rank than Hensley.

I watched it for four years."

Hill thought to himself: How many years have I watched novels and TV shows? These methods are not as good as those talented people in those harem novels.

Hill doesn't understand politics very well, but he's not afraid of sowing discord with his mouth.

Adrian nodded: "That's true. Hensley's methods can only be used by arrogant mages.

For those who come from a noble family, few of them are effective.

But don’t act stupid. What I’m saying is that he might trick you in the future.”

"Uncle Adrian." Hill laughed and said, "I have to be careful to guard against this kind of thing. It's impossible for me to let down my guard against people other than you and my grandfather.

Even Bonn, after leaving me for so long, I will never completely trust him again."

"You can figure it out yourself." Adrian said, "I always treat you like a child.

Hensley taught me a lesson.

You are already a mage, no one thinks you have extraordinary qualifications.

You are already a thorn in the eyes of many people!"

He looked at Hill worriedly: "Natural consciousness still surrounds you, right? But don't rely entirely on Him.

Just in case it doesn’t work anymore or abandons you, you should be prepared.”

Hill felt the anger of the natural consciousness surrounding him and quickly said with a smile: "Nature loves me very much! She will not abandon me."

And I’m also afraid that in some places, my natural consciousness will be blocked, so I have to be prepared.”
Chapter completed!