After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 313 - 286: The Old Master’s Great Granddaughter? (2nd update)

Chapter 313: Chapter 286: The Old Master’s Great Granddaughter? (2nd update)

"Dad, I just don’t like medical skills, I only like playing with computers. Apart from computers, I’m not interested in anything else."

"Computers, computers, all day long you only know about computers. Can you live your life with a computer? You, with no real skills, will eventually be abandoned by society. If you could learn ancient martial arts, I wouldn’t care if you were learning about computers or repairing them. But you, an ordinary person, can only go out and get by. Even if you could learn ancient martial arts, you would need to double your efforts in order to have a better future."

After saying a bunch of things, Joshua Taylor was somewhat overwhelmed.

"Dad, I’m not unskilled or ignorant. Do you know about programming? Do you know about hackers? These skills can bring honor to the Herta Kingdom and help us make a living, not to mention they are not worse than being a doctor. Dad, times have changed, and yet you still want to suppress your own child by forcing them to learn medical skills..."

"You little brat, I’m doing this for your own good."

They knew how happy the Old Master from Taylor Family was when he called Joshua Taylor to the Medicine Hall.

Walking within Taylor Family also gave them an enhanced sense of prestige.

Even now, quite a few people came to curry favor with their family, and their vanity was also satisfied.

Who would have thought that their son was still thinking about learning these useless things?

"Alright, don’t use doing what’s best for me as an excuse. Who says medical families can’t learn computers? You won’t financially support me, fine, I’ll do it myself. Now that I’ve accomplished something, you keep interfering with me again and again. Dad, there should be a limit to what you do."

"Bang!"

The computer behind the electric bike was thrown down.

Joshua Taylor was instantly furious. "Dad, what are you doing? You can scold me, but you can’t destroy my dreams."

"What kind of rubbish dreams? These things are harmful, and if you don’t learn medical skills properly, I will..."

"What’s going on here?"

A voice interrupted the father and son’s quarrel.

The elder stood coldly behind them with his hands folded, staring coldly at Mr. Taylor.

"Chief Butler."

The old man in front of them was indeed Evan Taylor’s butler, holding a very high status.

They, as ordinary people, were also intimidated by the chief butler and felt breathless.

"Grandfather Chief Butler, please help me set things straight."

When Joshua Taylor saw the chief butler, his eyes lit up, like he had found a savior.

"You are Noah Taylor?"

Noah Taylor nodded.

"You have some nerve, breaking the family leader’s computer."

"..."

Noah Taylor looked dumbfounded!

He stared stupidly at the chief butler.

"Dad, I forgot to tell you, this is something the Old Master wanted. A top-of-the-line computer."

Noah Taylor gritted his teeth and glared at his son.

That little brat did it on purpose, huh?

Noah Taylor wiped his cold sweat: "Chief Butler... This... I didn’t know this was something the family leader wanted, I thought it was some broken toy that my son brought back from outside. No, I’m not saying that the things wanted by the family leader are broken toys... "

Noah Taylor’s legs went soft with anxiety.

"In consideration of Little Leaf, one million, transfer it from your account to the general treasury."

"..."

Just a laptop, was there any need to pit him for a million?

If you’re short of money, just say so.

Joshua Taylor was somewhat gleeful about the disaster.

*

"Old Master, it’s ready for you to use."

Joshua Taylor, who had set up the computer, made way for him.

Following the young man’s instructions, Evan Taylor began learning about the online world and gained a new understanding of it.

Just as the ancestral god had said, he needed to understand more, so as not to be ignorant when asked questions.

"From now on, spend half the time under your guidance learning medical skills, and the other half learning about the computer."

Joshua Taylor: "..."

It wasn’t like this before.

Joshua Taylor didn’t dare to defy the Old Master’s wishes.

"With your intelligence, it wouldn’t be hard to learn some medical skills, right?"

"..."

"One subject a month, can you handle it?"

"Old Master, you said before..."

"What did I say before?"

"..."

"If you can’t learn medical skills, don’t even think about touching a computer."

"..."

*

Joshua Taylor noticed that Evan Taylor was paying close attention to a girl.

Joshua Taylor leaned in and saw that it was someone named Chloe Stephens.

"Old Master, why are you paying attention to this Chloe Stephens? She’s from the Stephens Family, right?"

"This is our ancestor."

"..."

"Remember to show respect when you meet him."

"Yes."

Joshua Taylor muttered in his heart, "What ancestor? He’s probably just the little idol in Old Master’s heart."

He didn’t expect the Old Master to be into this kind of thing.

Now he seriously doubted whether this girl named Chloe Stephens was the long-lost great-granddaughter of the Old Master.

*

Overseas.

Jimmy Turner walked out of the Judgment Hall.

Watching people from various western regions leave, his dark eyes narrowed.

He spotted a figure in a red robe and emotionlessly called Len Hawthorne.

"There are people from the Land of the Prophet in the Judgment Hall."

"Red robe?"

"Yes."

"Don’t make contact unless they do something."

"Just let them be?"

"We can’t overstep our bounds if they haven’t done anything."

"Understood."

Jimmy Turner put away his mobile phone and got into the car.

As he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, he noticed a figure on the Roman Road ahead.

The weather overseas was somewhat changeable, and it was a bit cold today.

People on the streets were wearing windbreakers.

The person’s appearance was no different from ordinary people.

But as soon as he turned to leave, Jimmy Turner noticed a difference.

"Commander?"

A team member followed his gaze, but didn’t find any suspicious person.

Entering the Judgment Hall would undoubtedly draw attention from many people.

Nearly a hundred great wizards in the vicinity were keeping a close eye on their every move, with the western region fearing their Slaughter Squad might cause chaos.

Similar to the function of the Judgment Hall, the Slaughter Squad was in charge of dealing with ancient martial artists, while the Judgment Hall handled western witches and those with superpowers.

Jimmy Turner took a seat and signaled for the car to drive away.

But he couldn’t shake a nagging doubt.

He didn’t remember that the Slaughter Squad had sent other people to Western Europe.

That figure just now was from the Herta Kingdom.

*

Imperial Capital.

Watsons Family.

After receiving a phone call, the butler hurriedly entered the house where the forefather of the Watsons Family resided.

"Old Master, Calvin Lawson called to say that the Slaughter Squad has entered the Western European Judgment Hall again."

The man sitting in the darkness didn’t speak immediately, but after a while, a faint young voice came, "He’s always seeking cooperation in everything. Is he targeting the Slaughter Squad now?"

"It seems so."

"What about the Godfrey Family?"

"Still no movement."

"Allen Godfrey is trying to be more low-key than anyone else, hiding deep in the Godfrey Family grounds all day. Is he trying to avoid the world?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the words.

The butler didn’t say anything.

"I will personally call Calvin Lawson. You may go."

The butler left.

This area was a forbidden area deep within the Watsons Family grounds.

Even as the butler, he couldn’t look directly at the face of the old forefather.

The Watsons Family and the Godfrey Family were different, as they were regarded as supreme existences.

On the surface, they couldn’t compare to the Hawthorne Family and others, but in reality, the ancient martial clans in the Imperial Capital were the true power holders.

*

The wind was blowing fiercely today.

Calvin Lawson tossed a coin in his hand, making a faint humming sound with the wind.

At this moment, his mobile phone rang.

Calvin Lawson’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he had a cool smile on his face like the wind.

"I’m surprised you’re calling me; I really hate the sound of your voice. Let’s keep it short to avoid nauseating each other."

The cold voice on the other end replied, "I couldn’t agree more."