The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

The man took Philip into the elevator, pressed a few buttons, and the elevator went to the second-floor basement which was not displayed. This place was like a small processing factory.

The boss took Philip to the deepest part and said to a skinny man wearing glasses, “Make him a communicator.”

The man rummaged through the drawer, found a communicator that looked fairly new, and said to Philip, “Fill in your information.”

Philip stepped forward and briefly input his data without concealing too much.

After the information was entered, the man entered the information database and put Philip’s information in it.

“It’s done…” The man handed the communicator to Philip.

The boss did not try to keep Philip but wanted to exchange communicator numbers with Philip, which he refused.

He said, “If you need anything else in the future, you can come to me again.”

Philip nodded and left.

He was only stopping by in this White Marsh territory, which he had to pass through if he wanted to go to the First Continent. A communicator would make things easier.

of transport. Philip found a

eight-digit number in his communicator, Philip grinned and

in the afternoon. Philip found a diner

next table saying, “The forbidden place has closed, and the holy son of the

your words. You’ll lose your head if you’re not

was still sober and helped the drunken man

the origin of the

the Nine Lunar Technique he got

Philip‘s lap. Except for its unusually long tail and a bulge at the top of its head, the cat was not much different from other cats on

amused and scratched its head. The cat jumped onto the table and

little girl in a

quickly took the cat away and apologized, “I’m very sorry for my naughty

girl ran away

little girl walked back to Philip with a bowl of

my family‘s secret medicine soup. Please

glanced at the busy restaurant owner and his

accept your kindness. May I ask you about the