Chapter 990 I Beg You, I Don't Want to Practice Anymore

"However, Steward Ace, I hope the family understands that I am willing to teach Desley because she is my sister, so I don't need anything in return, I can teach her for free, but the rest of the people, although I have the same A surname, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me."

Morea knocked on the desk in front of him and reminded the old man in front of him, "Of course, the family has provided me with a lot of resources over the years, if the family intends to use some of these resources as my teaching reward, it is not unreasonable. Yes. But in this case, the future family will give me tasks, and I will have the right to refuse some of them."

"Master Genos, you are too sensitive. Now the resources given to you by the family are all distributed by you relying on your own talents. These are all what you deserve as a full member of the Douglas family. The family has no use for this. Some resources are going to ask you. The family will mobilize resources in other areas to pay you as a mentor."

"Oh, what is the family planning to give me, let me first explain that the martial arts resources the family has given me are already rich, and I don't need more for the time being." Morea spread her hands.

"The family is ready to mobilize the best scientific researchers, as well as the best batch of materials to customize a set for you to upgrade the star armor."

"Well, but I already have a dark phoenix." Morea responded, the so-called dark phoenix was when he attacked to become a fourth-order star armor master, the family sent him a set of middle-level star armor, which has The external structure has been increased to twelve, which can cope with a variety of emergencies.

"Master Gerlos, the Dark Phoenix is ​​just the standard star armor in our family, how can it be compared with the custom star armor." Hearing Morea's words, Butler Pais laughed dumbly.

"But even the standard star armor is enough for me at the moment." Morea touched his chin. For his own star talent, he is very good at ac, although it is not bad enough to match his. Like my father, there is no need for rescue, but it is not much better.

Therefore, most of his energy was devoted to martial arts cultivation, and only a small part of his energy was scattered to stay on the Star Armor, and he spent about three to four hours a day to nurture the Star Armor.

"It's not the same, Master Geros, the two professions of Star Armor and Martial Daoist are not in conflict. After you put on Star Armor, your combat power can be improved a bit, but the improvement has not yet reached the limit."

"Oh? How else can I improve?" Morea's face showed interest.

"Master Genos, your chi can make the Star Armor more powerful, but this is your chi's blessing to your new home, and your star armor cannot increase the power of chi."

"Can the family also forge star armor for me that can enhance the power of Qi?"

"sure,

Martial Daoists also use weapons. The family has already collected information about the weapons used by Martial Daoists 300 years ago, and has found a batch of metals that may bless your Qi.

At that time, you will go to the family's laboratory to cooperate and check to find out the metals that are useful to you, and then the family will use these metals as the basis, smelt and cast your own alloy, and then cast the star armor that suits you. . "

"It sounds good, but it's not enough." Morea's eyes flashed, and she was slightly moved. The right weapon is also very important.

"Then what else do you want? You said, as long as it's not too much, the family can satisfy you."

"I didn't expect it for a while, so let's do it first."

"Then are you willing to teach?"

"Okay, teaching one is teaching, teaching three is also teaching, it doesn't take much energy."

Morea's face showed a relaxed look, "However, before I teach them, I will ask them to discuss and determine my status. By the way, let's build a hospital on the edge of the manor, it will be more convenient at that time. ."

"Okay." Butler Pais twitched the corners of his mouth, and then nodded. Although he already knew what kind of teaching Morea was going to teach, he couldn't help but interjected and reminded, "Don't It's the bottom line of the family to cause people's lives."

"rest assured."

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"Dad, let me tell you, recently the family has arranged for me a coach who is not much older than me, and actually taught me how to fight." After being notified by the family, the boy who felt extremely aggrieved returned to his room and thought about it. Wanting to get through the phone of his parents, he wants to talk.

"The arrangement of the family has its own meaning. How is that coach's strength compared to yours?" Hearing his son's words, his father responded with a calm expression.

"He is a martial artist. I played against him three days ago, and his strength is unfathomable." The young man who had already suffered a severe beating said with lingering fears. After being beaten, he lay in the hospital for three days before recovering. , As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, he received a notice from the family.

"Martial Daoist?" The man across from the communicator frowned when he heard his son's talk, but quickly let go, "Since his strength is stronger than yours, then you should honestly listen to his teachings. Well, study hard, the family arrangement will not be wrong."

"But I heard that the martial arts family has fallen, and our son is a master star. What should the martial arts family teach my son? What can he teach?" At this time, a young woman came over with a trace of dissatisfaction on her face.

"What do you know? This is a family arrangement!" The man turned back and scolded when he heard his wife's words.

"It's a family all day long, is the decision made by the family right?" the young woman hummed with some dissatisfaction.

"All orders related to the family's future will be discussed by the family's think tank. Do you think the entire family's think tank will make mistakes on this issue? Do you think the three hundred people combined are not as smart as you?"

The man who knew some of the operating rules of the Douglas family scolded him sharply. Although he couldn't understand the family's arrangement, it didn't prevent him from supporting it!

"Humph!" The young woman hummed softly, without arguing.

"You can't understand the family's decision, it only shows that your vision is too low." The man reprimanded, then turned to look at his son on the other side of the screen, "The family just arranged for the tutor to teach you alone, Or are there other people studying with you?"

"There are twelve other people with me."

"Who are they? Tell me their names."

"Desley, Furns..." The boy recalled the list he had inquired and read out a string of names.

"If I remember correctly, these people are geniuses who fit more than 80% of the family like you!"

"That's right."

"That's it." It turned out that he was still a little worried that his son was a man who was targeted by a big man in the family and was completely relieved.

...

"Phew!" The teenager who found that he had told his parents, but had no effect, turned off the communicator in his hand, and let out a sigh of relief.

"That guy Genos is obviously not a few years older than me, and his fit is only 64%. This kind of guy actually wants to be my mentor."

The young man thought a little indignantly, but at the end he unconsciously touched his face, he felt that his face was still aching, he knew it was because he was beaten too hard a few days ago, even now The injury healed, but he still had a sense of phantom pain.

"That guy Genos, I don't know how to bewitch the top of the family and become our teacher. I don't know how he plans to teach us. Shouldn't it be the same as three days ago? Just call me to the hospital. "

...

Half a month later, the teenager who just woke up from the medical cabin took out the communicator and contacted his parents without hesitation.

"Dad, Mom, I'm begging you, please get in touch with the top of the family, I don't want that demon to teach me any more, do you know how many times I've been in the hospital in the past two weeks? In half a month, I've been in the hospital five times."

"Huh?" At first, he was still a little surprised that his son had contacted him again in such a short period of time, frowning in anger, "What's the situation, tell me carefully?"

So, the teenager began to complain about what happened to himself these days. Most of the time he spent in the medical cabin of the hospital these days, and a small part of the rest of the time was spent in beatings.

"How could the family arrange such a coach for you? Isn't this intentional torturing?" Hearing his son's description, the man's brows furrowed even tighter.

Because in his son's description, the coach Yan Ran was a ruthless, tyrannical and cruel guy, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"You go back and stay. I will contact the housekeeper to find out what the specific situation is. If it is true, I will try to communicate with the senior management of the family and ask you to withdraw from the training."

"Okay, Dad, you must communicate as soon as possible, I really don't want to go to the hospital anymore." Hearing his father's words, the teenager cried with joy.

"Butler Wayne, I would like to know how the family arranged a martial arts coach for my son? My son confided to me that the coach gave him abusive training and sent him to the hospital with multiple serious injuries. ."

After hanging up on his son, the man directly called a housekeeper of the Douglas family, who was in charge of his son.

"Mr. Bennett, this is the case. Most of the elders of the family, including the head of the family, feel that the family's previous training method was too gentle. Cultivation, now is the first attempt."

The steward, who had long expected to be questioned by the parents of these children, explained patiently.