Invincible! This person has lived for a billion years

William seemed quite indifferent to the value of human life, while Alice believed that one should always try to save others. However, seeing William's attitude, she didn't dare to say much.

On the paper that William had given her today, there was one piece that was very different from the others. Unlike the ones discussing medical techniques, this one was about a method for detecting whether a patient, whose illness cannot be diagnosed through medical tests, has been affected by evil spirits. The paper also detailed a secret technique for expelling such spirits. Alice thought she would secretly check on the owner of the "Eternal Life Emporium" tomorrow.

As for the tomb raider, if she encountered him, she would save him too.

William didn't care about Alice's thoughts and continued to cook his meal.

"Take this folding table out to the yard and set it up. It's time to eat," William called to Alice.

"Huh?" Alice looked at William with a blank expression. How did this folding table open?

William turned back to look at her and then put down what he was doing. He carried the folding table from the living room out into the yard.

All the furniture in his house was quite old-fashioned, including the dining table that could be folded. Alice hadn't ever seen, let alone used, this kind of table in her entire life.

Seeing William do it himself, Alice could only watch and memorize how to set it up, thinking to herself that despite William being quite wealthy, he still used such furniture.

After all, the cups in William's house could sell for two million dollars each, yet he couldn't even afford a new table. His house was filled with an air of poverty, lacking even Wi-Fi, a computer, or a fridge. Was he living like it was the last century?

"Go get the cutlery and the prepared dishes and set them up. I'll go get Nathaniel," William said, setting up the table with an annoyed expression on his face as he looked at Alice. This woman was just too slow, not even knowing how to set a table.

Alice had always been praised and admired wherever she went. William's look of contempt was a first for her.

William's expression seemed to say that she was useless, even questioning if she could serve dishes. It was beyond contempt; it was as if he was about to ask her if she could do anything other than eat.

It was a naked insult!

"Go ahead, I know what to do!" Alice couldn't take it anymore. She was actually quite accomplished. Why did she suddenly seem so useless in William's eyes?

Without saying anything, William sighed and left the yard.

Alice gritted her teeth in anger. He even sighed! If it were someone else, she would've wanted to shout, "Who do you think you're looking down on?"

"Already calling someone his future wife after just a few days of knowing them! What a jerk!" Alice went back to the kitchen, grumbling as she carried the dishes out.

She didn't believe in love at first sight. Falling in love after just a few meetings? Clearly, he was just attracted to her looks!

William walked over to Nathaniel's yard, where Evelyn was helping her grandfather clean up the lawn.

"I heard from grandpa that we're going over to your place for lunch?" Evelyn, no longer as awkward around William after having shared some experiences the previous night and being neighbors, saw no need to maintain distance.

"Yes, the food is ready. I came to let you know that you can come over now," William replied simply, not showing any particular closeness to Evelyn, considering they still weren't very familiar with each other. After a brief exchange, he turned to Nathaniel and said, "Nathaniel, let's go."

"Hold on!" Nathaniel called out, going inside to grab a bottle of Bourbon. Grinning, he said, "Let's have a little drink at lunch today."

William, smiling, walked out of the yard with Nathaniel.

Evelyn couldn't help but stare.

Nathaniel?

Was that how William addressed her grandfather? And her grandfather didn't even mind? Were they that close?

"William, tell me the truth. Are you here just because my granddaughter moved in next door?" Nathaniel asked in a low voice as they left the yard.

"Why would I?" William responded with a smile.

Entering William's yard, Nathaniel noticed Alice bustling around and promptly closed his mouth, his expression somewhat complicated.

William glanced back at him, his mind already considering his own thoughts. Nathaniel had a problem with his internal organs. If left untreated, he probably wouldn't survive the winter.

The old man probably knows about his own health condition and wants to find someone for Evelyn to rely on.

The two were silent for a moment, and William, with a smile, broke the ice, saying, "Nathaniel, when I was a child, I lived on Mount San Juan Teotihuacan. A very skilled person taught me a set of health-preserving exercises. Would you like to practice with me? I guarantee you'll live a few years longer."

"A highly skilled person from Mount San Juan Teotihuacan?" Nathaniel's eyes lit up, and he excitedly asked, "Could it be Timothy Hill? You really know it?"

"Of course!" William laughed, "It depends on whether you want to learn or not."

"Learn! Why not?" Nathaniel knew his own body well. The doctors had told him that with his current condition, he could only live for about three more months at most.

He wasn't afraid of dying, but he was afraid of leaving Evelyn alone after his death.

If he had surgery, it would be a significant expense.

All he wanted now was to live as long as he could and leave as much money as possible for Evelyn.

Of course, finding a reliable support for Evelyn would be the best outcome.

After entering the yard and seeing Alice, he felt there was no chance for a relationship between William and Evelyn.

His granddaughter was indeed very beautiful and had a great presence, but Alice wasn't bad either. Judging from her appearance, her family seemed to be well-off.

In terms of family background, Evelyn certainly couldn't compete with Alice. Most importantly, from the current situation, Alice might already be with William, or else she wouldn't be cooking in his house early in the morning.

Nathaniel's mind was racing, but he soon put those thoughts aside. He had agreed to have a meal at William's house partly due to neighborly relations, but also to learn more about William's circumstances. If this young man had moved here specifically for his granddaughter, at least he was deeply committed.

It seems that, looking back now, it was just wishful thinking on my part.

William didn't use any mind-reading techniques, nor did he know the old man could think so much. He simply said, "I'll teach you tomorrow!"

Nathaniel asked, "Are you busy this afternoon?"

William glanced at him, "I'm not busy, but you're definitely going to get drunk."

"Ha?" Nathaniel seemed to have heard a huge joke and said, "My alcohol tolerance is high, I can handle a bottle or two of wine."

A bottle or two of wine was nothing?

William had originally planned to bring out a bottle of his wine from his cellar for Nathaniel to taste.

William personally brewed that wine. Although the ingredients were ordinary, they contained a hint of mystical essence, and the wine had been sealed in a jar for five hundred years. One sip, and an ordinary person might sleep for a day or two, but afterward, they would be invincible to all illnesses. Naturally, Nathaniel's internal issues would be effortlessly resolved.

However, after some thought, he decided there was no rush. After all, Nathaniel still had a few months to live.