A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 359: The Warlock’s Gospel and Jade Cangting Syndrome

 …

 The Eternal Isle.

In an underground cave as beautiful as a crystal palace.

Countless kobolds were lying on the ground. They seemed to be sleeping soundly. When Matthew walked past them, he could even hear slight snores.

 “I didn’t expect you to come so quickly, Matthew.”

Hasman’s voice seemed a little awkward:

"Will has just recovered from the long treatment. He probably needs to sleep for a while, uh, it won't be long, maybe ten to fifteen minutes."

“He has a strong spirit and is the most powerful kobold I have ever seen.”

Matthew looked at the little boy next to him curiously:

 “Have you seen many kobolds?”

Hasman lowered his head shyly:

"Yes."

"Before I met Dudley, I used to travel with some kobolds, but they couldn't understand my voice, let alone observe my world deeply. In the end, I had to part ways with them."

“I once thought that species like kobolds could not understand the beauty of the spore world, but Will’s appearance subverted my understanding. Apparently I was narrow-minded before.”

Matthew smiled and said:

“There’s no need to think so. Everyone has their own limitations, and it has nothing to do with being narrow-minded or not.”

Hasman bowed sincerely and said:

 “Thank you for your reassurance, Matthew.”

 The little guy was always so polite, which made Matthew feel a little embarrassed.

 He looked at the Wills on the ground.

 In perception.

Matthew captures some of the differences between kobolds and their predecessors:

 “His connection with mushrooms is no longer so close?”

Hasman nodded:

“Yes, this is also the reason why I arranged this trial for him.”

“Previously, there was a risk that the microorganisms in his body would go out of control. This risk stemmed from his continuous cognitive self-denial. His spirit has always been strong, but he also faced many ideological troubles.”

“I solved some of this trouble for him, and he can get along with the fungi that he signed a contract with before in a more friendly manner.”

“Before this, there was a risk that he would become a slave to the fungus, but now I can guarantee that won’t happen.”

Matthew looked at Hussman curiously:

“But from a microbial perspective, it wouldn’t be bad for you for Will to become a slave to fungi, right?”

Hasman is obviously the Lord of the Pouch.

 But his thinking is closer to that of humans or humanoid creatures.

 This is quite surprising to Matthew.

"There is no harm, but I know Dudley doesn't want to see that scene, so I will try my best to avoid it."

Hassman explains:

“Dudley often told me that microorganisms should be valued, but their development must also be controlled, otherwise the world may become unrecognizable—

 Although I personally think it’s not a big deal if it’s beyond recognition.

 But I can understand and agree with his thinking. "

Matthew nodded thoughtfully.

 Dudley's influence on Hussman is indeed subtle. Without Dudley, Hussman is very likely to develop into a monster lord who poses a great threat to the world.

 It may cause turmoil in the world, and may even bring the world to the brink of destruction.

 But the greater possibility is that he was killed by a powerful legendary mage or even a divine mage in the growth stage.

Dudley’s warning is very reasonable. Proper moderation not only protects the world, but also protects the microorganisms headed by Hussmann themselves.

“Let’s talk about Will, what is the origin of the fungus that signed a contract with him?”

Matthew asked.

Halsman immediately replied:

"A mutated dog-headed mushroom. It is a fungus that can be seen everywhere in the dark areas. It has great practical value and lighting value for humanoid creatures. Because it often grows in the environment where kobolds live, it has Got this name."

"Ordinary dog-headed mushrooms cannot have such powerful parasitic and mutating abilities. The fungus on Will's body obviously has another source. I had a simple communication with him - it was difficult because those dog-headed mushrooms have not yet formed real consciousness. Or pan-collective consciousness.”

“But in the process, I also mastered the other party’s basic information.”

“These dog-head mushrooms are extremely gorgeous in appearance and can emit hole-shaped light in a dark environment. They are not toxic and can be eaten by most humanoid creatures.”

“But the dog-head mushrooms on Will’s body are obviously mutated, and they have certain parasitic abilities.”

“After entering the body of humanoid creatures, they will quickly decompose themselves and complete the parasitism of the host in the form of spores.”

"As a parasitic fungus, mutated dog head mushrooms do not cause serious damage to the host's body. Parasitized humanoids usually only become more hungry. As long as you can provide sufficient nutrients on time, this kind of Parasitism won’t cause you much trouble.”

“The few possible side effects are better digestion, feeling hungry more easily, and losing the ability to poop.”

 Matthew think about it:

"For some mages, this may not be a side effect."

Hasman looked at him curiously:

"Why?"

“Is it because you don’t have to **** anymore, so you can spend more time studying spells?”

Matthew smiled and said nothing.

Hasman became more curious and asked again and again.

Just as Matthew was thinking about how to answer, Dudley came over from outside the cave, stopped Matthew sternly and said:

“Hey, Hussman is still a kid, Matthew, you can’t talk about adult stuff in front of him.”

 Matthew immediately spread his hands towards Hasman.

 In the past, Hassman would have mostly listened to Dudley, but this time the little boy actually said something unconvinced:

 “Matthew has never done anything too adult!”

 “Look at the flora on his body!”

Matthew’s face darkened.

 Dudley also looked helpless.

 “Let’s talk about our new member!”

 Dudley forcibly changed the subject:

"If it were just an ordinary humanoid creature, the parasitic process of the mutated dog-headed mushroom would end here. But Will is a kobold, and the golden dragon blood in him has reached a certain concentration. During the parasitism process, Will Completed the awakening of bloodline."

“Due to some mechanism that we haven’t figured out yet, the mutated dog-head mushroom has continuously purified Will’s golden dragon bloodline.”

“This purification cycle has been done about 18 times, and Will is currently level 18, so I guess each purification cycle will increase his level by +1.”

 “Matthew, you should understand what this means, right?”

 Matthew suddenly became energetic:

 “Is everything you said true?”

  Dudley solemnly said:

 “Absolutely true.”

Matthew couldn’t help but take a breath of air.

If this is true, and the dog head mushroom on Will's body can be extracted and utilized, it will be nothing less than an earth-shaking enhancement for warlocks, especially dragon vein warlocks!

 It is well known.

 The warlock basically depends on the weather. When his bloodline is awakened, he will have the opportunity to make further progress.

 Hence, the growth curve of this group is quite unstable.

 You may experience a long trough after awakening, then jump three or four levels in a row, and then there will be countless periods of desolation.

It is also possible that after being determined, it will remain in its original state all year round.

 This is all uncertain.

 Hence, warlocks rarely take the initiative to pursue power.

Most of them adhere to the principle of carpe diem and wait for the power to come to their door.

  Comparatively.

　　Demon Warlock is an alternative among Warlocks.

 Because of Demon Lord Fernans, Demon Warlocks have a relatively stable bloodline enhancement route. Compared to Dragon Vein Warlocks, Goblin Warlocks, Destiny Warlocks and other Warlocks, Demon Warlocks are actually more like the bloodline version of mages.

If the miracle of Will could be replicated, everything would be different.

Matthew thought of Zeller and Bai, the elf warlock he had met before.

 Once their blood can be purified repeatedly under human control.

 They will quickly reach the upper limit of the power that their blood can carry!

 This is an unprecedented enhancement for Warlock.

“But you haven’t found a stable replication method yet, right?”

 Matthew calmed down and asked.

 Dudley nodded:

“On the one hand, we have to ask Will’s opinion, and on the other hand, we have to think about whether we should do this.”

 Matthew understood Dudley's concerns.

Once this news gets out, the kobold Will may become the monk meat in the eyes of the warlocks.

 At that time, the disaster will definitely outweigh the blessing.

“You must be careful when conducting research in this area, and I will keep it confidential.”

 “But if there is any progress, please be sure to let me know.”

Dudley did not hide it from him, and Matthew naturally expressed his attitude directly.

 At the end of the day, he is just an ordinary member of the Spore Society. How he really makes up his mind depends on the two people in front of him.

 Matthew hates others interfering with him.

Hence, he will not take the initiative to interfere with others.

 The three of them chatted about other things for a while.

 Not long.

Will woke up slowly, and all the kobolds got up from the ground. On the contrary, his body sat there for a longer time, seeming to be in a daze.

"thank you all…"

Will's eyes gradually became clearer:

 “My body seems to be lighter than before.”

Dudley went over and patted him on the shoulder:

"Just like we told you before the trial, the crisis on you has now been lifted, and you can coexist in better peace with your companions."

"You don't have to be afraid of this. As time goes by, you will find that it would be good if there is a soul related to your life in this world. At least you will not be alone anymore."

Will was silent for a while, then nodded and said:

 “Although I can’t communicate with it yet, I want to believe you.”

“Speaking of which, am I now a member of the Spore Society?”

 Dudley smiled and said:

 “If you were willing, you are now.”

"You and I are already very familiar with Hussman, and this man must be familiar to you as well. He is Matthew, and he is also the patriarch of the Spore Society. It was he who sent you here."

Will obviously remembers Matthew.

It is estimated that the silver dragon that Matthew transformed into has left a deep impression on his mind, and his first reaction was to kneel down——

 Fortunately, Matthew stopped him in time:

 “In the Spore Society, everyone is equal.”

 His tone was quite mild.

Will was suddenly flattered:

"thanks, thanks."

"I see."

 At this time Hasman stood up and added:

“Members of the Spore Society explore the role of microorganisms in life and death, and in nature.

 Our goal is not to dominate the world, but to let the world know, recognize and recognize our existence.

 We hope that even this tiny corner of the world can shine with its own brilliance.

 This is the significance of the existence of the Spore Association. "

Will's eyes were touched after hearing this, and it seemed that he had deeply remembered these words in his heart.

Matthew couldn’t help but leaned into Hasman’s ear and asked:

 “Why didn’t you say this to me the last time I joined?”

Hasman replied with some embarrassment in his heart:

"This is something Dudley and I have just figured out recently. We are not proficient in expressions, so I asked the poet who stayed in your woods a while ago to polish the paragraph just now."

 “He is really talented in literature!”

Hassman’s tone was full of envy and admiration.

 Poet?

Matthew was slightly startled.

Loland shouldn’t help others polish it for free, right?

I wonder what the benefits of this guy's acceptance of Hussman are?

He was about to ask more questions, but Dudley had already invited them out to eat roasted mushrooms.

 During the barbecue.

The kobold Will took the initiative to tell his story:

“A long time ago, I was just an ordinary kobold, and I lived a miserable life every day.”

“I didn’t have so many worries at that time. My biggest dream was to have a spacious and warm independent cave with two or three wives who could work and have children.”

“My tribe and I live deep in the Underdark, north of Brimstone City—there is a huge rift valley, and the mouth of the valley is next to the gap of three ring-shaped underground volcanoes, so the climate is relatively warm.”

“It’s funny to say that at that time, I was just the lowest scavenger in the tribe. My daily job was to pick up mushrooms for the strong men in the tribe, mainly dog ​​head mushrooms.”

“I am not strong. If nothing unexpected happens, I may become the food for other underground creatures or even other kobolds in the tribe during a certain season of food shortage.”

 “But in the Underdark, the unexpected is the norm.”

“A purgatory viper crawled out of the crater, and he attacked all the underground settlements in the north of Sulfur City—including our tribe.”

"The viper seemed to be trying to provoke someone in Brimstone City. When he was wandering outside the city, he didn't kill us immediately. He just blocked the Great Rift Valley with an endless poisonous mist."

“The poisonous fog enveloped everything, and creatures continued to die in torment.”

“Almost everyone in the tribe suffered from the poisonous mist, and of course I was no exception, but what can a kobold do in the face of the powerful Infernal Viper?”

 “I can’t do anything.”

“I can only hide in the cave where mushrooms are stored and wait for death.”

“Soon my skin began to fester, half of my teeth fell out, and various blood blisters appeared at the corners of my mouth. I felt like I was not going to die soon.”

“But when I was in a daze, I suddenly heard a voice. It told me to eat it quickly. Only in this way can I save my life.”

“I opened my eyes hard and saw that they were the mushrooms I had picked before!”

 “It took the shape of a little man and jumped up and down on my arm, begging me to eat it quickly.”

"To be honest, I still can't tell whether that scene was my hallucination - I didn't know until many years later that the poison of the infernal viper can cause insanity."

"At that time, I was confused and panicked. I felt that I was not far away from death." "I am going to die anyway, so why not eat a little full before I die?"

“With this thought in mind, I wanted to eat that mushroom, but I found that I didn’t have the strength to reach out!”

"At this time, I saw a very beautiful female kobold. She had triangular hips and a pointed head. She looked very beautiful. In short, every inch of her body was in my taste. superior!"

“I watched helplessly as she picked the jumping mushroom off my arm, then chewed it up and put it in my mouth.”

 “At that moment, my heart was extremely happy.”

 “Then I fell into a deep sleep.”

"When I woke up, I found that the poisonous fog had dissipated. I was still alive, but my body was covered with mushrooms, but all my people were dead."

“Since then, I have awakened the bloodline of the golden dragon and mastered some abilities that ordinary people cannot understand, such as these strange clones.”

“With the help of the mushrooms, my strength has improved by leaps and bounds, but in the dead of night, I am sometimes confused and sometimes scared.”

 “Who am I now?”

"I can't be the same kobold Will. A kobold can't have such a clear mind."

“I don’t look like a normal mushroom either—how can any mushroom walk and cast spells?”

“It’s even more impossible for me to be a true dragon, although the true dragon bloodline in my body is getting stronger and stronger…”

“I have never been able to determine my identity, but there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart—I am still the kobold Will, but I have become a little different because of some adventures.”

 “But this sense of luck was quickly shattered.”

 Speak here.

Will sighed deeply.

Matthew asked curiously:

 “How did it fail?”

Will explained:

“I went to the most famous brothel in Sulfur City, and there were many beautiful kobold women in it.”

“But I only went in for three minutes and came out.”

“Because I found to my despair that I no longer had the previous interest in them…”

Matthew showed a hint of sympathy.

Will sighed and continued:

“In the days that followed, I lived in Sulfur City. With the strength and knowledge in my blood, I became a well-known local doctor.”

“I met a skilled tomb robber when I was treating people. From then on, I found a new hobby in my empty life—archeology.”

“Archaeology can make me forget my identity, confusion and pain.”

"After that, I became active in the ancient tombs in the Underdark. By chance, I heard about the bounty offered by the green dragon Fatina, so I came to the surface..."

Will's statement does not have too many qualifying words, and some only have a narrative like a running account.

 The end.

 He said with deep emotion:

“Actually, I know very well that the kobold Will has already died in the poisonous mist of the Purgatory Viper.”

“A new life was reborn through his body and inherited Will’s memory. That life is me now, an extraordinary life form that is different from ordinary species.”

 “There’s nothing wrong with that.”

 “I just feel scared and lonely occasionally.”

"But now I know that I am not the only monster in the world. What do you call this life form - oh, a companion? It sounds pretty good, I think I can slowly accept it..."

 Speaking of which.

He hesitated for a moment, and suddenly looked at Matthew with some awe:

“So, what kind of great being is your companion?”

Matthew chewed and swallowed all the mushrooms in his mouth.

 He was trying to explain that not every member of the Spore Society had a companion, and he was just an exception.

Dudley already joked:

“His companion is a tauren skeleton, which is much more powerful than us.”

Will was immediately in awe.

Matthew couldn't help but roll his eyes at Dudley. He explained a few words casually, and then couldn't wait to point to the issue he was most concerned about:

“According to you, your compatriots died from the poison of the Purgatory Viper, but you survived and became a doctor, so what do you think about the poison of the Purgatory Viper?”

Upon hearing this, Will said confidently:

 “No one knows the poison of the infernal adder better than I do.”

 “I have many ways to resolve it.”

 Matthew suddenly became energetic:

 “That just so happens, I might need a favor from you.”

 The kobold patted his chest vigorously:

"no problem!"

 …

Rolling Stone Town.

 At the entrance of the Veterans Association Building.

Old Faron looked at Matthew and the kobold behind him in surprise.

 “Matthew? What a rare visitor.”

“Come in, I’m a bit busy today and may not be able to entertain you.”

 The old man said in a slow voice.

Matthew got right to the point:

"Take us to the second floor. This is Will. He is a skilled doctor and is very good at dealing with the poison of the infernal adder."

 Old Faron looked surprised.

His eyes were full of doubts, but he quickly led the two people to the second floor.

 In the smoky lounge.

 Soon I remembered the low voice of inquiry.

 It didn’t take long.

 Old Faron and Will walked out of it.

Matthew stood up and asked:

"How about it?"

Will looked at Old Faron:

“If I’m not mistaken, the remaining toxins on their bodies should come from the King of Vipers, Caenis, right?”

 Old Faron nodded repeatedly:

 “Have you been to Snake Valley in the winter?”

The old man was already impressed by the kobold brought by Matthew, and he couldn't help but express respect in his tone.

Will shook his head:

"No, but my tribe and I did have dealings with Katniss."

“I have a way to deal with the remaining toxins on those humans.”

“But they have been devastated by toxins for too long, and many physiological functions have been damaged. It is difficult to return to the previous situation in this regard..."

 Old Faron looked excited:

 “It’s good to be able to detoxify!”

Will nodded and said:

"Then I'll go back and prepare, and I'll come over in two days to help with treatment. Because there are too many people, they may come in batches, and I hope you can provide me with a place specifically for seeing patients. The lounge just now was too messy. Already…”

 Old Faron kept saying:

"no problem!"

“This building has many rooms and venues. Whichever one you like will be given directly to you!”

 “By the way, there are also medical fees...”

Will shook his head:

"If it were any other toxin, I would definitely charge money, but forget about the Infernal Viper. I have also struggled with the poison of the Infernal Viper. I hate Katniss to the core, so I will not charge for treatment. of."

“You just need to prepare some herbs that I need. They are all very common and common herbs, and they shouldn’t cost much.”

As he spoke, he made a list for Old Faron.

 The latter saw it and applauded repeatedly.

Will gave a few more instructions, and then wisely retreated outside the door to wait.

 Matthew comforted the excited old Faron.

 The two chatted for a while.

 Old Faron not only wanted to return the original money Matthew spent on the soldiers' swords and Renesmee's bow.

He also planned to give Matthew a blueprint called "Activated Mana Armor".

Matthew didn’t ask for the money.

 He accepted the drawings.

“Activated Mana Armor” is a very powerful standard equipment. It only needs simple enchantment to provide extremely high armor and spell resistance.

But this thing is not suitable for ordinary military equipment because it is too heavy!

 But this shortcoming is nothing in front of the undead army.

 The skeleton really cannot hold up.

But zombies or mummies will never mind if the armor is too heavy.

If this kind of activated mana armor can be produced in batches, Matthew is expected to create a real army of turtle shells!

 After leaving the Veterans Association.

Matthew temporarily settled Will in the mushroom garden.

 The period of time thereafter.

Will began to treat the veterans.

His medical skills are indeed superb, and coupled with his various magical abilities in the field of spores, the situation of the veterans has been greatly alleviated.

This incident even alarmed Rhaegar.

 It didn’t take long.

 The kobold Will became a well-known doctor in Rolling Stone.

 From time to time, other patients will come to seek treatment.

There are even husbands who come to ask if they can help their wives give birth.

Will was patient about this.

 For the convenience of medical treatment.

 He specially opened a clinic at the Veterans Association.

 For a time, he became the new man of the hour in Rolling Stone Town.

 Other things in the cemetery and in the forest are going smoothly.

 At the end of March.

 The vigorous tree planting operation has finally come to an end.

 With his hands free, Matthew is finally ready to restart the Trace of the Dead project.

  The recruitment of apprentices and assistants is still in full swing.

  And before that.

 He then came to Jade Cangting quietly, intending to conduct an on-the-spot exploration of the Traces of the Dead.

 In order to get the information you want faster.

 He also specially contacted a "guide".

 …

 Early April.

On the southern city wall of Jade Cangting.

Clusters of bare Phoenix trees are vigorously sprouting buds.

Matthew and Biana, who was full of excitement, stood on the city wall and looked at the scenery in the city.

“In summer, these phoenix flowers will bloom beautifully.”

 “It will definitely open your eyes...”

Beanna introduced to Matthew with some longing.

 But at this time.

The two of them suddenly heard a wailing sound coming from under the city wall.

 They looked down involuntarily.

 Immediately afterwards I saw a figure rushing towards the city wall at an extremely fast speed!

　　A muffled sound.

The man hit himself on the head, bleeding heavily, and then collapsed to the ground helplessly.

 The breath of death began to spread.

The weird thing is.

 The figure lying in the pool of blood is not an elf.

 But a human being.

Matthew couldn’t help but widen his eyes:

 “It’s really eye-opening…”

 “What’s going on with this person?”

 He thought it was an accident.

However, Biana seemed used to it.

The girl curled her lips slightly:

 “Emerald Cangting Syndrome.”

 “This is the eighth time this year.”

 “I don’t know if I can beat last year’s record...”

 …

 (End of this chapter)