Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

When Parker got home, his wife had just come home from school and was doing her homework in the living room.

Parker didn't disturb her, but went to the kitchen to start cooking.

Parker's family doesn't have a professional chef because Parker himself is a top-notch cook. He prefers to cook for himself.

"You really are a good man~ Cooking for your wife, that's not common in many countries." Fengxue's voice came over.

Since no one was in the kitchen, she didn't bother to lower her voice.

“…” Parker continued preparing the food, completely ignoring the wind and snow.

"Why are you so cold-blooded? We've been together for at least a year. Don't you have any feelings for me at all?"

"What should it feel like?" Parker asked deliberately.

“Of course it’s the feeling of being moved. I don’t care that you have a wife, and isn’t someone like me, who can disappear, the kind of lover you men dream of? I can vanish at any time and reappear at any time. I won’t get into trouble, and I don’t have to worry about being entangled. So why aren’t you moved?” Feng Xue asked.

"Hehe~" Parker laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Am I wrong?"

"What if you're ugly? Wouldn't I be at a disadvantage then?" Parker said calmly.

"You!" Feng Xue gritted her teeth in anger. But she quickly calmed down.

Parker's explanation seems reasonable—after all, the other person has never seen what he looks like. How could they possibly develop romantic feelings for each other?

“But that doesn’t make sense! Isn’t online dating popular now? Even without meeting in person, two people can develop feelings for each other just by chatting. Or maybe you’re just the kind of person who’s completely unwilling to be taken advantage of. You won’t invest any feelings before things are certain,” Feng Xue asked.

“Hmm. You’re right. So, how about we meet? After all, it’s unfair to me that you can see me but I can’t see you,” Parker said directly.

"..." Feng Xue stroked her chin and considered for a while, then felt that the time was about right. It didn't matter if Parker saw her like this.

"Okay~ I hope my appearance won't disappoint you."

The wind and snow wiped away the blood runes from her body, and she appeared openly before Parker.

Feng Xue was exceptionally beautiful, with fair skin and a slender figure. She was as lively and adorable as an ice and snow fairy.

Parker stopped chopping vegetables and began to carefully examine the snow and wind, as if admiring a perfect work of art.

"It's really beautiful," Parker commented.

"Haha~ Thank you for the compliment~" Feng Xue slowly moved closer. She slowly stretched out her arms, as if extending an invitation to Parker.

Parker then slowly extended a finger and pressed it against Fengxue's forehead.

Fengxue was pinned to the spot, her expression one of utter astonishment.

"Is there a problem?" Feng Xue asked.

“…Too small,” Parker said.

"Wh...what do you mean?" Feng Xue's face turned very ugly.

"It's nothing. We should keep our distance." Parker turned around and continued chopping vegetables.

Fengxue's little fist hardened; she really wanted to punch this pretentious guy in front of her to death. But she held back.

This was the first time she had confessed her feelings to a man, only to be rejected so thoroughly. Parker's comments, in particular, left her deeply resentful.

What do you mean it's too small? Feng Xue glanced at her toes and then gritted her teeth in anger.

She bit her finger, drew an invisibility talisman on her body, and then went to the living room.

She stared silently at Parker's wife for a long while before Fengxue finally revealed an extremely dejected expression. She was dismayed to discover that Parker's assessment of her seemed to be correct.

"What a shallow man! I completely misjudged him!" Feng Xue stormed out of the door in anger.

But after a while, she came back, went to the kitchen, and ate a plate of food that Parker had just made. Then she really left.

Parker, who was cooking, smiled slightly.

"Although I am a wicked capitalist fighter, I will not betray my wife."

Parker has an extremely accurate understanding of himself.

After finishing cooking, Parker brought the food to the living room.

"Parker, thank you so much! You're so busy every day, yet you still come back to cook for me," the Dragon King's sister said, touched.

"Isn't this what I'm supposed to do? Have you been under a lot of academic pressure lately?" Parker asked with concern.

"It's alright. It's just that I've noticed my brother and Seol-ryeon are getting a bit too caught up in Seigaku's activities. Their grades have dropped a lot. I'm a little worried they won't get into a good university," said the Dragon King's sister.

“It’s alright, they’re not short of money. Getting into a good university won’t be a problem for them. They just need to sponsor a prestigious university,” Parker said. “But haven’t you been attending Serenity’s classes with your brother lately?”

"No, because I felt the atmosphere in their classes was a bit scary..." A hint of worry appeared on the Dragon King's sister's face.

"Why do you say that?" Parker asked curiously.

"I don't know either. I just feel that the members are all very fanatical, a bit like... like a cult..." the Dragon King's sister muttered softly.

She couldn't concentrate on what Serian was saying. So after attending a few times, she stopped going, and the atmosphere in each class was always strange. She really couldn't stand it anymore, so she asked her brother for leave and stopped going to those classes.

"Honey, do you think my brother and the others have really joined a cult?"

“…I don’t know. Maybe it’s just a difference in values. But it’s a good thing you’re not going there.” Parker reached out and ruffled his wife’s hair.

His wife's lack of belief in that doctrine was a good thing for him. After all, if she had, their relationship would most likely have ended, just like that of the Dragon King and Seren.

The two of them didn't seem like a couple at all; they looked more like master and apprentice. In short, Parker felt that relationship was very awkward.

Meanwhile, on the construction site, the students of the Seigaku Club were using broken foreign languages ​​to introduce the truth to refugees from other countries.

The refugees looked lost and couldn't concentrate on their classmates' lectures. They were only sitting there because they'd heard there would be food after class.

The students on stage didn't seem to care about the lack of attention from the audience. After all, their public speaking skills were indeed quite poor; they couldn't even speak a foreign language very well.

After the students finished speaking, the refugees began to come forward to receive food.

Several students approached Se Lian, looking somewhat embarrassed. They felt their speech had been terrible.

"It's alright, practice makes perfect. You all did very well," Seren said with a smile.

“Selian, we’ve been following you for so long, and we thought we could fluently articulate the truth. But when it comes to actually doing it ourselves, we realize that’s not the case at all,” one student said helplessly.

"Yes, this shows that our understanding of the truth is not yet complete. We still need to think when we explain, instead of just speaking instinctively. This is our shortcoming."

After exchanging their thoughts for a while, everyone went to eat and go to school.

After more than a year, everyone had gained a deeper understanding of the theories that Seren and the Dragon King had discussed.

They are now applying this knowledge to real-world situations.

They not only want to build an ideal world in their minds, but also in reality.

The students went to class, while Seren and the Dragon King took leave and went to the Great Hospital of Grack.

When they arrived at Grecker's office, Grecker was already waiting for them.

“Professor Seren, I’ve contacted the publisher, and your book is ready for publication. However, for now, it will only be available in this city,” Grek said.

“In the future, the schools in this city that I sponsor will offer a course on moral education, and your book will be used as a teaching material.”

“Yes. This is a good thing, allowing more children to understand the truth.” Seren nodded.

"Hehe~ Damn money! Is it going to ruin those lovely children?" the two-headed bird said, crossing its legs.

She had read Serian's book, and it left her feeling very uncomfortable. But she didn't know why. Many of the ideas in the book seemed fine on their own, but when combined, the two-headed bird found it unbearable. It was a resistance and rejection welling up from the depths of her being.

It was as if my ego was destroyed after reading that book; the feeling was eerie and evil.

“Greek, you’ll get your comeuppance sooner or later,” the two-headed bird said.

Now, the two-headed bird feels that Grek doesn't seem like a psychologist, but rather like a cult leader.

At first, she didn't feel anything. But as she spent more time with Grek, she saw more of Grek's unknown side.

In particular, Grek often misleads mentally challenged students and patients, spreading some very bizarre ideas.

She reported all of Greke's actions to the National Security Agency.

However, the instruction given was simply "Ignore it." The two-headed bird was furious, but there was nothing it could do.

Now, Seren, the student most deeply influenced by Greck, has actually published a book, and this book is even going to be made available to even more students. The two-headed bird can't even imagine what will happen next.

"Greek, the higher-ups are pressuring you to finish your research. How's it going?" The two-headed bird began to put pressure on Greek.

"Yes, that's about it. We've made another breakthrough; the new evolutionary vaccine can now significantly enhance human intelligence and lifespan."

“It can even be used in some emergency situations. More than a dozen critically ill patients have shown significant improvement after receiving the vaccine,” Grek said.

The two-headed bird raised an eyebrow upon hearing this; she hadn't expected Grek's research to be so impressive. No wonder the Security Bureau wanted to cooperate with him.

"Aren't there any side effects?" the two-headed bird asked.

"It's unclear for now, but those patients are all perfectly healthy and active," Grek said.

"If subsequent observations of those patients show no problems, then these vaccines will be mass-produced and put into practical use."

“Perhaps a new century is about to begin.” Grek made a gesture of embracing the sun.

"Large-scale production? I haven't received any such notification from the bureau! Is this your decision made on your own?" the two-headed bird frowned.

“Heh… The president’s side is already aware of this project. They think it has a bright future and should be managed by more reliable people. This is the last time we’ll submit information to the Security Bureau. Perhaps our cooperation will soon come to an end.” Greck smiled slightly.

"What?! How could you do this! The bureau was the one who approached you for cooperation first! And didn't you sign a five-year contract?" The two-headed bird was furious.

“Ms. Two-Headed Bird, please broaden your perspective. What we are doing is something that benefits all of humanity, and professional matters should be left to professionals. The National Security Bureau is not actually qualified to take on such medical projects.”

"Also, thank you for your long-term protection, madam. But all good things must come to an end. I can only say take care," Grek said with a smile.

The two-headed bird slowly stood up from her seat; her expression was not good.