A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 120: Your bread is so delicious!

Chapter 120 Your bread is so delicious!

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"Hint: You have initially comprehended the profound meaning of the transformation spell "casting impulse", and you have obtained the elemental transformation *10 in the field of magic.

Spell-casting impulse: When casting spells related to the transformation domain, when you have a firm impulse to cast spells in your heart, your spell-casting success rate will be greatly improved.

Your spell learning speed (transformation domain) +50%"

…

I feel comfortable.

Although Sif's mistaken entry again made people feel a little embarrassed, Matthew's face was still full of joy.

The field of transformation was a bit of a headache for him, but he didn't expect that with Lei Jia's two divine assists, he not only successfully mastered two spells, but also comprehended a mystery.

This means that Matthew will have no obstacles when learning transformation spells in the future—in fact, even if there are obstacles, it’s okay, he is now full of confidence in Rhaegar, and even considers encouraging him to take a crash course in transformation spells in the alliance!

"I'll go."

After Sif exited, Zeller said:

"This matter must be explained clearly, after all, I am also at the scene."

As he spoke, he quickly chased after him.

Only Rhaegar was left staring at Matthew.

The smile on Matthew's face disappeared instantly. He remembered the terror of being dominated by Rhaegar's great sword, so he said softly:

"Sorry, my lord, that feeling is fleeting, I dare not miss it."

"fart!"

Rega gritted his teeth and said:

"Why didn't you shoot Zeller?"

Matthew said innocently:

"I only feel that way when I'm facing you."

"Bastard!"

Rhaegar was furious:

"Also, why does Sif come running in every time like this? Did you secretly let her lie in ambush outside, ready to watch me make a fool of myself?"

Matthew tried to analyze rationally:

"This matter is of no benefit to me, take a step back, if Sif misunderstood what happened between us, wouldn't it be flattering you?"

Regga suddenly thought, it seems to be the reason.

His complexion softened slightly:

"In short, don't ask me to practice spells with you in the future, or I will kill you!"

Matthew immediately assured:

"If you don't agree, I will definitely not let you practice spells with me in the future!"

Rega added:

"You have to pay me for the pajamas just now. The market for it is more than 50 gold coins. I only charge you 50 gold coins. Settle the payment immediately without delay!"

Matthew said in surprise:

"What pajamas cost fifty gold coins?!"

Rega said angrily:

"That was a gift from Aliena last year! It is made of silk shipped from the Far East, and the style is also the most popular in Deep Blue Harbor!"

Matthew suddenly realized:

"So you hooked up with the female city lord of Deep Blue Harbor last year?"

Rhaegar squinted at him:

"Give money."

Matthew hesitated for a while, and paid the money honestly.

That's all, just pay a fee to the NPC who learns spells.

Regga won fifty gold, and his mood immediately improved a lot. He went back to the bedroom and changed his clothes. After he came out, he asked Matthew seriously:

"What do you think about war?"

Matthew thought for a while:

"According to my speculation, judging from the existing productivity and military strength of the major city-states of Aindor, it is difficult to break out a large-scale war without the intervention of external forces.

If the mystery of civilization is really completely broken, then local small-scale wars may not be able to stop.

After that, several battles may break out between several powerful forces, but the painful price of the war will make them wake up quickly.

After a period of time, all parties will enter a period of dormancy and peace.

During this period, all ambitious people will work hard to learn the art of war and pave the way for their own ambitions. Human society will enter a period of rapid development.

It will be another decade or a few decades before a truly large-scale battle can break out. "

Rega looked at him in surprise:

"Do you know divination?"

Matthew shook his head and said:

"I guessed."

Rega said angrily:

"What I want to ask you is, if the Red Earth Mountain annexes the Golden Fertile Field and sends troops northward to attack Rolling Stone Town, what should we do?"

Matthew responded innocently:

"My lord, I'm just your magic consultant, and I don't know more about war than you do."

"I think I'm more like your spell advisor!"

Rega sneered:

"And can't you talk about it in terms of magic?"

Matthew thought for a while:

"If there are really enemies invading Rolling Stone Town, my bone dragon will let them go."

Rega looked at him with scorching eyes, and Tu asked insightfully:

"Tell me the truth, how many people can you and your undead men block?"

Matthew replied cautiously:

"It's hard to say, it depends on the intensity of the method."

Rhaegar asked:

"I allow you to use the most drastic means."

Matthew said confidently:

"As long as the enemy has no legendary units, they will die as many as they come!"

Rega said in surprise:

"Are you this good now?"

Matthew said calmly:

"It's not that I'm good, but that the natural disasters of the undead are powerful. Under unscrupulous circumstances, a high-level necromancer who is not short of money and is good at saving his life will become a nightmare for all enemies."

Matthew hasn't mastered the natural disaster of the undead yet, but as long as there are sufficient materials, the death screen will also have the effect. As long as there are a steady stream of undead being pulled up, then the two will have the same effect.

After listening to Matthew's description, Rega couldn't help but shudder.

He hurriedly said:

"It's not there yet."

Matthew smiled:

"Of course I know, I very much hope that Rolling Stone Town can remain peaceful forever, and let my skeletons and zombies only be used to plant trees;

I also believe that you have the ability to protect our town. Speaking of which, I have already given you the answer, and you will give me the answer whenever you want—

The two knights, Asma and Dulin, appeared almost out of thin air before, where are they going now, can you tell me? "

Rega's expression is very serious:

"This is a secret of the Blood Banner family."

"If you want to know this secret, you have to become a member of the Blood Banner family, at least you have to swear allegiance to me."

Matthew nodded:

"I understand, but unfortunately I'm not used to being loyal to people yet."

Rhaegar said sincerely:

"Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Matthew showed an understanding expression.

Everyone has their own secrets. If Rolling Stone Town can maintain its prosperity after all the ore disappeared overnight, the Blood Banner family must have something in their hands.

"Speaking of which, rumors of the undead near the Scar of the Exile have started to circulate in the town recently. The number of zombies under your command is increasing, and the residents are very worried about this."

Rega took a sip of coffee, then changed the topic:

"There is no point in hiding it. I plan to present last year's Rolling Stone Town Outstanding Citizen Medal at the "Potato Dog Fighting Conference" this summer. "

Matthew said in surprise:

"Is it me?"

Rega asked back:

"Do you want me to award it to Howard?"

"Remember to dress up that day, prepare a good speech, and try to make a good impression on everyone. It is best to dispel everyone's doubts about the undead."

Matthew was overjoyed:

"So I can receive the outstanding citizen's bonus?"

Rega played with the fifty gold coins on the table, and said contemptuously:

"Anyway, you are also a mage, a little money, as for?"

Matthew cleared his throat:

"It just so happens that I have a business here. I wonder if the lord is interested in cooperating?"

Rega suddenly came alive:

"Details."

…

Four in the morning.

On the 14th floor of the Crucible House, the Alliance Office, a long queue has formed outside a temporarily requisitioned room.

With the help of David a few days ago, Matthew got an initial roster of 120 people.

Today is the official interview day for the "Scar of the Dead" project.

Many apprentices appear nervous.

This is one of the few A1 projects that openly recruits apprentices—most of the A1 projects have already been filled with internal appointments.

That's why they attached great importance to today's interview. They dressed up energetically for this, and they memorized their self-introduction thoroughly.

"Next!"

Accompanied by the cold voice of the mechanical gnome shouting at the door.

One by one, the apprentices walked in confidently or bravely.

quickly.

They came out from another passage in the room.

There are golem guards responsible for maintaining order, and those who have been interviewed are not allowed to communicate with those in line, and they are quickly driven away.

People who are still in line can only frantically look at the faces of the people who came out.

However, no matter what the state was when they entered, the faces of the people who came out were full of doubts.

Some apprentices agreed with each other that the one who goes in first will give a secret signal to those who come later.

But things are coming to an end.

People who come out are often confused.

The signals to my companions are often "I don't know what he asked!", "He just looked at the information and let me go", "A1-sama doesn't have any special tendencies!" and so on.

The apprentices who were still in line became more and more confused and anxious.

The team keeps moving forward.

The backs of the apprentices sank into the door one after another like fish and shrimp swallowed by a giant whale.

"Next!"

"Frey Einstein."

in the room.

Matthew was sitting behind a long desk.

David was the only one sitting next to him.

When the shy-looking male apprentice walked in, another mechanical gnome standing at the door quickly recited the information on "Frey" aloud.

Continuously interviewing many people, Matthew, who was already a little tired, yawned.

But when hearing one of the materials.

He perked up a little.

"Hello, Master Matthew, my name is Frey..."

The male apprentice falters trying to introduce himself.

Matthew interrupts him:

"No need to repeat, I already know your basic information, what is your best spell?"

Frey said nervously:

"I'm not very good at fighting..."

Matthew frowned and said:

"Get to the point."

Frey became more nervous, and he replied in an almost crying tone:

"I am very good at spells related to water!"

Matthew nodded:

"What about the "Water Creation" technique? How much clean water can you produce in a day? "

Frey froze for a moment, then he proudly puffed out his chest:

"If I work hard, I can produce a ton of clean water a day!"

Matthew immediately decided:

"Okay, Frey, you are exactly what I need!"

David next to immediately wrote the name "Frey" on a blank list.

Frey looked at Matthew in surprise.

When he realized what had happened, his face flushed red, the veins on his neck stood out, and he couldn't speak a word because of his excitement.

"Go, boy."

"Assembly in three days, don't be late, this is the project notice."

David kindly handed over a standard note.

It is full of disclaimer clauses and precautions for the "Scar of the Dead" project.

"I see, thank you, Lord Matthew!"

Frey bowed four times excitedly, tremblingly took the note from David, and left through the back door.

"Next!"

Another new apprentice walked in.

This apprentice has an excellent resume, and his own level is LV8. Judging from his level, he has long been able to start his own business.

His expressive ability is also good. He introduced himself and answered routine questions with impeccable answers.

However, Matthew didn't give him a second look.

After a few simple questions, he let the other party go.

David took a deep look at Matthew. He was actually curious about Matthew's criteria for choosing apprentices, but as a well-informed old mechanical gnome, he chose to bury his curiosity.

Whatever Matthew told him to do, he did.

Matthew doesn't say, he doesn't ask.

This is the duty a servant should have.

that's all.

Apprentices came and went, and only a few places were added to David's list. Judging from their resumes alone, it seemed that they couldn't find much in common.

after a while.

The mechanical gnome at the door shouted:

"Next person!"

"Leslie Schmidt!"

A familiar face walked in with a twisted waist.

Matthew raised his eyebrows.

is the bold blonde girl.

Leslie wore more mature clothes today than last time, and even replaced her robes with tight-fitting ones, which accentuated her figure.

"Good morning, Master Matthew!"

Leslie greeted her generously and said:

"Have you had breakfast? I have specially prepared some desserts for you."

Matthew smiled and shook his head:

"No, let's go straight to the interview."

A trace of regret flashed in Leslie's eyes.

Immediately, she adjusted her state.

But seeing Leslie coquettishly taking out a staff from behind, and slowly pacing in front of Matthew:

"Master Matthew, I have learned a new spell, please check it out."

While speaking, her magic staff was a little empty, and the magic robe on her body suddenly disappeared, revealing a scene that is not suitable for children.

David turned his head without looking sideways.

However, Matthew was unmoved.

He just looked into Leslie's eyes calmly, and said:

"My project will involve 20 apprentices. If I hand over these 20 people to you to manage, can you promise me that they will not go wrong?"

"I can tell you in advance: During the half month of the project, you can only be active in a very small designated area, and most of you may not be able to engage in content directly related to Scar of the Dead, and The work I give you may be hard work, and there is nothing you can do until my task is complete."

"Under such conditions, if I appoint you as an assistant, can you manage them for me?"

Leslie looks to be thinking quickly.

Two seconds later, she said seriously:

"I can."

Matthew nodded:

"If you can complete the task I gave you, then after the project is over, I promise you will get 2 knowledge points."

Leslie's eyes lighted up.

"But if something goes wrong in the middle, I will make you one of the five places."

Matthew said lightly.

Leslie narrowed her eyes and felt a trace of fear, but this fear was quickly replaced by firm will.

She solemnly said:

"I will definitely do it."

"I hope so."

Matthew motions for David to add Leslie's name to the list.

At this moment, Leslie stood in front of Matthew with some embarrassment:

"Well, my lord, I also have a best friend named Palaya, she was not selected for the big list."

Matthew frowned:

"What specialties does your girlfriend have?"

Leslie recalls:

"She's a cow."

Matthew said angrily:

"Say something else!"

"Forget it, can she make bread?"

Leslie said in surprise:

"She will, and she will!"

"Actually, she made all the snacks I brought you!"

Matthew sighed:

"I mean "bakery"! "

Leslie hesitated:

"She should."

"She must!"

Matthew said indisputably:

"If you don't, go learn it right away, and try to improve your proficiency within a few days. After the project started, I asked her to produce bread for 22 people in one day. Do you understand?"

Leslie couldn't help but widen her eyes:

"22 servings? Do you mean?"

Ma Xiu said boldly:

"I can't let everyone go hungry!"

"David, add another name, Palaya, well, Leslie, go back and get ready with your girlfriends."

"Next!"

At noon.

This slightly weird interview session is over.

A list of the final twenty-three people is hotly released.

The apprentices were full of doubts about the interview process and results, but considering the job title of the interviewer, they could only swallow these doubts in their stomachs and turned them into gossip in the Southern Academy of Arts.

Only the list that David read showed a thoughtful expression.

In this list, Leslie is Matthew's assistant, her best friend Palaya is in charge of bread making, the shy man named Frey is good at making water, and there is an apprentice behind him who is proficient in turning mushrooms into mushroom huts spell.

In addition, Matthew also recruited four apprentices from the necromantic department, and the rest were all from the conjuration department!

"Master Matthew is really an extreme pragmatist."

David sighed slightly.

…

Three days later, at four fifteen in the morning.

A group of apprentices wearing academy robes came out from the gate of the Crucible House. They looked at everything around them curiously. If the buildings in the Mage District were considered gorgeous and in line with the apprentices' cognition, they could leave with them. With the footsteps of the town, everything in front of me seems to be a bit behind.

Matthew didn't care about the gazes of these apprentices. He brought the group of people to the wasteland north of the oak forest, and then said lightly:

"Everyone, you must move within the range I designated. If someone leaves without authorization, I don't mind resurrecting him and serving me in another way."

Everyone was refreshed when they heard the words.

"Leslie, I'll leave it to you."

After saying this, Matthew left without looking back.

Only the group of apprentices were left blankly looking at the desolate scenery around them.

…

Lambier is an apprentice of the conjuration department, and he is very good at using conjuration to summon alien creatures.

After the interview, he had no confidence at all, because he felt that his on-the-spot performance was terrible, and he didn't highlight the spells he was good at.

However, he soon received a notice of passing the interview.

It made him ecstatic.

He carefully prepared according to the instructions on the note.

Even though Master Matthew brought him to a wasteland, he did not slow down his enthusiasm for the project.

However, at the next moment, when Leslie announced that the task assigned to them by Master Matthew was actually to dig holes in this wasteland according to certain rules, everyone was not calm.

So is Lambiel.

But Leslie made it very clear that this is what Master Matthew intended.

"If you don't want to, you can quit now. Lord Matthew won't pursue anything, but once you start, if you want to give up halfway, I'm afraid it won't be that simple."

Speaking, Leslie pointed to the slow-moving undead in the distance and said:

"There is the scar of death. Strictly speaking, we are indeed working near the project site. Lord Matthew promised that he will give each of us 0.5 knowledge points afterwards. What we need to do is to give An An Digging holes for him every minute, is there an easier source of points in this world than this? Not to mention that after the project is over, we will get a letter of recommendation from Lord Matthew and an excellent resume from participating in the A1 project."

"I've made my words very clear. If you can't dig a hole, let's go now."

No one present exited.

Lambier is the same.

Just kidding, isn’t it just digging a pit? Isn’t digging a pit more dangerous than participating in a real magic experiment?

Everyone did everything possible to win this opportunity, so naturally they would not back down because of it.

quickly.

They got the shovel from Lesley.

While digging pits according to the distribution map, a mage apprentice had an idea and summoned a bear to help him, and the rest followed suit.

Most of the people present are from the conjuration department, which one does not have one or two contracted beasts?

Soon, more than a dozen contracted beasts appeared out of thin air on the wasteland.

These various contracted creatures work hard to assist their masters in digging pits.

The scene was once in full swing.

Lambier worked like this for a whole day, from early morning to dusk.

It's not that he didn't think about taking a rest.

Just whenever he's hungry.

The girl named Palaya always came to condolences with a large basket of spell bread.

I'm thirsty.

There is always a guy from Frey who stutters over and asks:

"Want some water? I can come anytime."

And in the evening.

Lambir, who was half dead from exhaustion, was surprised to find that a mushroom hut had appeared behind him and others.

According to the introduction of Leslie and the apprentice who was responsible for building the mushroom hut.

They will sleep in such a house for the next half month. Although the mushroom hut smells a lot, it is at least safer than a tent.

evening.

Lambier was lying on the bed in the mushroom hut, drinking the water from Frey, eating the bread provided by Palaja, thinking about life blankly.

But not long.

Suddenly there was a noise outside, and several mage apprentices screamed excitedly.

Lambir went out to take a look, but saw a tauren skeleton walking in pushing a cart outside, and yelled as he walked:

"Dining car in Rolling Stone Town, dining car in Rolling Stone Town, does anyone want to taste the local food in Rolling Stone Town? 3 golds for one, 3 golds for one!"

Many apprentices surrounded him.

Smell the tempting fragrance of food.

Lambir was very moved.

He thought about it, and the dinner of 3 gold coins is not very expensive, so he went to buy one.

After a while.

When Lambir, who sweated all day and ate bread for a long time, was eating in the mushroom hut with hot food and tears in his eyes, he suddenly felt that life was so fulfilling!

"This place doesn't seem to be that bad."

He thought so.

…

Night.

A figure quietly appeared outside the door of a mushroom hut.

This scene happened to be seen by Leslie who was patrolling nearby.

She didn't say anything, just curled her lips:

"I know, **** it, I'm obviously not young!"

She watched Matthew enter the mushroom hut where her best friend Palaya was.

Driven by curiosity.

Leslie boldly stuck to the door, listening to the movement inside.

"Master Matthew? What are you doing?"