Why did this change happen?

Perhaps Dickey thought that he hadn’t learned elementary necromancy?

Through elementary necromancy, he could only achieve the most basic resurrection of Hila, reviving the angry Hila.

However, he had just upgraded his necromancy skill to elementary level!

For necromancy, the difference between basic and elementary was like heaven and earth!

Perhaps after upgrading to the elementary level, he would really be able to unlock Hila’s strength?

Seeing that Fang Heng was deep in thought for a long time, Bellamy could not help but interrupt, “Hey, Fang Heng, have you thought of something?”

Who cares, no matter how desperate the situation was, he would try his best!

Fang Heng suddenly raised his head and became serious, “Hold on a little longer, I have indeed thought of something, I need to leave for a while to verify it.”

“I can’t do it.” Bellamy shook her head. “There are at most five minutes left. This is already my limit.”

“Then five minutes.”

Fang Heng immediately threw a sleeping bag on the ground and went offline.

He decided to go offline now and directly go look for Instructor Dickey. He wanted to see if there was any other way to unlock all of Hila’s strength!

….

In the real world, Fang Heng exited the game cabin and immediately went to look for the great instructor of the Necromancer Association, Dickey.

“You want to look for Instructor Dickey? Now?”

Tan Shuo and Li Shaoqiang had received orders from the Federation. During this period of time, they had been waiting outside the door for Fang Heng and were ready to help him at any time.

The two of them listened to Fang Heng’s words and looked at each other.

The matter in District 7 had caused a huge commotion. Naturally, they had also heard about it. Just a moment ago, they had been lamenting that Fang Heng had suddenly become a World Lord of two worlds. He was in the limelight. Why did he suddenly come looking for Instructor Dickey?

Moreover, he had a very hurried and urgent look on his face.

“Yes, it’s very urgent. Where is Instructor Dickey now?”

“Unfortunately, Instructor Dickey has arranged to hold a public lecture today. It seems that the lecture will start in less than half an hour. He should be in the lounge right now preparing for the lecture. If you want to look for him, it’s better to change the time…”

Li Shaoqiang was just halfway through his speech when Tan Shuo pulled him.

Huh? What?

Li Shaoqiang was puzzled. His gaze shifted to Tan Shuo.

Tan Shuo used his gaze to signal Fang Heng.

Li Shaoqiang suddenly understood.

Oh, right, right, right..

Fang Heng, after all, was enjoying the treatment of being a favourite of Dickey’s.

After all, the lecture had not started yet. There was still time.

Even if the lecture had started, so what if Instructor Dickey interrupted the lecture midway to meet Fang Heng?

Over the past few days, the players had been discussing Instructor Dickey’s newly recruited students. Li Shaoqiang’s ears were about to get calluses from listening to them.

He heard that Instructor Dickey had been in a very good mood during this period of time. The students would not be punished even if they made a small mistake. He would even give the students a few pointers from time to time.

Instructor Dickey had a wealth of experience in necromancy. A casual sentence could sometimes make the player suddenly see the light and increase a lot of skill and experience points.

At first, the players were curious about what had caused Instructor Dickey to be in such a good mood.

Later, there was a rumor that Instructor Dickey had recruited a new student.

It was obvious that the student was Fang Heng.

“Ahem…” Li Shaoqiang thought about it and coughed lightly. He changed his words and said, “Fang Heng, the lecture hasn’t started yet. Instructor Dickey should still be preparing in the lounge. We can find an attendant to bring us to him.”

Under the guidance of the attendant, Fang Heng’s group of three arrived at the lounge behind the hall on the sixth floor.

As expected, after hearing that it was Fang Heng, Dickey gladly let them enter the lounge to look for him.

“Instructor Dickey is inside. Please come in.”

Look! The treatment towards his favourite!

Tan Shuo sighed in his heart.

He was not surprised by this result at all.

Li Shaoqiang, who was at the side, was excited for a moment. He pushed Tan Shuo, who was beside him, and quickly exchanged glances with Tan Shuo.

“Hey, didn’t you say to let Fang Heng go in alone? Let’s go in together and take a look?”

“Is it really possible?”

“Don’t be timid! Are we going or not?”

“We have to go! Instructor Dickey has been in a good mood for the past two days. Perhaps Fang Heng has encountered some problems with his cultivation, and we can follow him to gain some experience.”

“That makes sense! Let’s go!”

After the exchange was completed, Tan Shuo and Li Shaoqiang thickened their skin and followed Fang Heng into the lounge.

“Teacher Dickey!”

Time was tight, and the task was of utmost importance.

Fang Heng had already figured out Dickey’s routine. After entering, he saw Dickey and called him teacher first.

“Fang Heng, good, good.”

Dickey waved his hand amiably. He raised his head and focused his gaze on Fang Heng’s face.

At this glance, the smile on Dickey’s face grew even wider.

“Hahahaha, good, you advanced to elementary necromancy so quickly. You really didn’t disappoint me, Fang Heng.” Dickey waved at Fang Heng. “Come, sit down first. Let’s talk after sitting down.”

Dickey looked at Fang Heng, feeling extremely satisfied.

No matter how he looked at Fang Heng, he found him pleasing to the eye.

With such talent and such diligence, he was able to complete the absorption of the high-tier souls in the Book of Prayers in just a few days, raising the basic necromancy skills to the elementary level!

He had talent! He had perseverance!

There was hope for necromancy!

Unfortunately, his granddaughter was already a few thousand years old, and the difference in age was a little too big. Otherwise, he would have tried to set them up.

Dickey was very pleased.

Tan Shuo and Li Shaoqiang, who were behind him, were trembling in fear as they followed at the door. When they heard Dickey’s words, they were shocked, and their faces were filled with astonishment.

What was going on?

Elementary necromancy?!

Fang Heng?

He had already completed the advancement to elementary necromancy!?

No way?

Thinking back to just a few days ago, Fang Heng was just a newbie who had just come into contact with necromancy…

Ridiculous!

Didn’t they say that elementary necromancy could only be upgraded in intermediate games and above?

Could it be that they heard wrongly?

Tan Shuo and Li Shaoqiang quickly exchanged glances with each other.

“Did I hear wrongly? Was it an auditory hallucination? Fang Heng advanced?”

“Auditory hallucination my ass, I heard it too, don’t tell me both of us were hearing wrongly?”

“But… isn’t this a little too ridiculous? Didn’t he just get the World Lord of District 7? Where did he find the time to level up?”

“How would I know! Ask him!”

“There’s a problem!”

“What’s the problem? Could it be that there’s a cheat? I think you’re jealous.”

“Yes, I’m jealous. Aren’t you jealous?!”

“It’s all thanks to Teacher Dickey’s help that I was able to advance in such a short period of time.”

Fang Heng was filled with respect and gratitude towards this kind and generous elder.

Putting everything else aside, Fang Heng had remembered the fact that the other party had selflessly given him more than ten Books of Prayers.

Teacher Dickey was still a good person!

High-level souls were hard to find.

Especially in the elementary game.

If he were to rely on himself to slowly collect souls, who knew when he would be able to truly advance to elementary necromancy.

If there was a chance in the future, he would definitely repay Teacher Dickey.

After all, it was Fang Heng’s principle to repay kindness with kindness, take revenge with hatred, and be greedy with greed.