The necromancer just wants to plant trees

Chapter 120 Your bread is so delicious!

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"Tip: You have initially understood the secret of transformation spell "casting impulse", and you have obtained the element transformation *10 in the spell field.

Spellcasting impulse: When you cast spells related to the field of transformation, when your heart is filled with a firm urge to cast spells, your spellcasting success rate will be greatly improved.

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

…

Feeling comfortable.

Although it was a bit embarrassing for Sif to enter by mistake again, Matthew's face was still full of joy.

The field of transformation was originally a headache for him. Unexpectedly, with two divine assists from Rega, he not only successfully mastered two spells, but also understood a secret.

This means that Matthew will have no trouble 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 go to the alliance to open a crash course on transformation spells!

"I'll go."

After Sif exited, Zeller said:

"This matter must be explained clearly, after all, I am also present."

With that said, he quickly chased after him.

Rhaegar was left staring at Matthew.

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

"I'm sorry, Lord Lord, that feeling is fleeting and I dare not miss it."

"fart!"

Rega gritted his teeth and said:

"Why didn't you shoot Zeller?"

Matthew innocently said:

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

"Asshole!"

Rhaegar was furious:

"Also, why does Sif run in every time like this? Did you secretly let her ambush outside, preparing to see me make a fool of myself?"

Matthew tried to analyze rationally:

"This matter is of no benefit to me. If we step back ten thousand steps, if Sif misunderstands what happened between us, wouldn't it mean that she has won your heart?"

Rega suddenly thought, it seemed to be the truth.

His expression softened slightly:

"Anyway, don't ask me to practice magic with you in the future, otherwise I will have to kill you!"

Matthew immediately promised:

"If you don't agree, I will never let you practice magic with me in the future!"

Rhaegar added:

"You have to compensate me for that pajamas just now. Its market price is more than fifty gold coins. I only charge you fifty gold coins. The settlement will be made immediately. No default!"

Matthew was shocked and said:

"What pajamas cost fifty gold coins?!"

Rhaegar said bitterly:

"That was a gift Alena gave me last year! It is made of silk shipped from the Far East, and the style is the most popular in Deep Blue Port!"

Matthew suddenly realized:

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

Rhaegar looked at him sideways:

"Give me money."

Matthew hesitated and handed over the money honestly.

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

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

"What do you think about war?"

Matthew thought for a while:

“According to my speculation, given the existing productivity and military strength of the major city-states in Irondor, it would be difficult for a large-scale war to break out without outside intervention.

If the civilizational mystery lock is really completely broken, local small-scale wars may not stop.

Several battles may break out between several powerful forces in the future, but the painful cost of the war will quickly wake them up.

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 ambitions. Human society will enter a period of rapid development.

It will be more than ten years or decades before a truly large-scale war is likely to break out. "

Rhaegar looked at him in surprise:

"Can you tell fortunes?"

Matthew shook his head and said:

"I was just guessing."

Rhaegar said angrily:

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

Matthew responded innocently:

"Sir, I'm just your magic advisor, and I don't know any more about war than you do."

"I feel like I'm more like your magic advisor!"

Rhaegar sneered:

"And can't you talk about it from a spell perspective?"

Matthew thought for a while:

"If there are really enemies that invade Rolling Stone Town, my Bone Dragon will tell them to get out."

Lei Jia looked at him with burning eyes and asked insightfully:

"Let me tell you, how many people can you and your undead men stop?"

Matthew answered 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 does not have legendary units, they will die as many as they come!"

Rega said in surprise:

"Are you that powerful now?"

Matthew said calmly:

"It's not that I'm great, but the natural disasters of the undead are great. If you use any means, a high-level necromancer who is not short of money and is good at saving lives will become a nightmare for all enemies."

Matthew has not yet mastered the natural disaster of the undead, but as long as there are sufficient materials, the death canopy is also effective. As long as there is a steady stream of undead being pulled up, then the two have the same effect.

Rhaegar couldn't help but shudder after hearing Matthew's description.

He quickly said:

"It's not that far yet."

Matthew smiled:

“Of course I know, I really hope that Rolling Stone Town can always be peaceful 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 given you the answer. When will you give me the answer too——

The two knights Asma and Dulin appeared almost out of thin air. Can you tell me where they have gone now? "

Rega's expression was very serious:

"This is the secret of the Blood Flag family."

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

Matthew nodded:

"I understand, but it's a pity that I'm not used to being loyal to others yet."

Rhaegar said sincerely:

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

Matthew showed an understanding expression.

Everyone has their own secret. If Rolling Stone Town can still maintain prosperity after all the ores disappear overnight, the Blood Flag family must have something on their hands.

"Speaking of which, rumors of the undead near the Mark of the Dead have recently begun to circulate in the town. The number of zombies under your control is increasing, and the residents are worried about this."

Rega took a sip of coffee and changed the subject:

"There's no point in being secretive. I plan to present last year's Rolling Stone Outstanding Citizen Medal at this summer's Potato Dog Fighting Convention." "

Matthew said in surprise:

"Is it me?"

Rhaegar asked rhetorically:

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

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

Matthew was overjoyed:

"So I can receive the bonus for outstanding citizens?"

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

"After all, you are also a mage, so you have a little money, so what?"

Matthew cleared his throat:

"I happen to have a business here. I wonder if the lord is interested in cooperating?"

Rega suddenly became energetic:

"Elaborate."

…

Four o'clock in the morning.

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

A few days ago, with David's help, Matthew got an initial roster of 120 people.

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

Many apprentices looked nervous.

This is one of the few A1 projects that openly recruits apprentices - most A1s have already been filled with people.

Therefore, they all attached great importance to today's interview. They dressed energetically for this purpose, introduced themselves thoroughly, and kept recalling their special spells even while waiting in line.

"Next!"

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

Each apprentice walked in confidently or bravely.

quickly.

They came out of another passage in the room.

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

Those still in line could only look at the faces of those who came out frantically.

However, no matter what the state was like when entering, the faces of those who came out were full of doubts.

Some apprentices agreed with each other that the one who went in first would give a signal to those who came after.

But things have come to an end.

People who come out are often confused.

The signals he sends to his companions are often "I don't know what he is asking!", "He seems to have just looked at the information and asked me to leave", "Sir A1 has no special tendency!" and so on.

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

The line keeps moving forward.

The backs of the apprentices were like fish and shrimps swallowed by a giant whale, and they disappeared into the door one after another.

"Next!"

"Frei Estein."

in the room.

Matthew was sitting behind a long desk.

Next to him sat only David.

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

Matthew, who was already a little tired after interviewing many people in a row, yawned.

But when I heard one of the information.

He perked up slightly.

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

The male apprentice stumbled and tried to introduce himself.

Matthew interrupted:

"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:

"Tell the important point."

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

"I'm very good at water-related spells!"

Matthew nodded:

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

Frey was stunned for a moment, and then he puffed up his chest proudly:

"If I go all out, I can produce a ton of clean water a day!"

Matthew immediately agreed:

"Okay, Frey, you're exactly what I need!"

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

Frey looked at Matthew in surprise.

When he realized what had happened, his face turned red, the veins on his neck stood out, and he couldn't say a word in excitement.

"Go ahead, kid."

"Assemble in three days, don't be late, this is the project instructions."

David kindly handed over a standard note.

It is filled with disclaimers and precautions for the "Scars of the Dead" project.

"I understand, thank you, Lord Matthew!"

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

"Next!"

A new apprentice came in.

This apprentice has a very good resume, and his own level is LV8. Judging from the level, he can start his own business a long time ago.

His expressive skills are also good. He introduces himself and answers routine questions flawlessly.

However, Matthew didn't look at him twice.

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

David looked at Matthew deeply. He was actually curious about Matthew's criteria for choosing an apprentice, but as a well-informed old mechanical dwarf, he chose to bury his curiosity.

He did whatever Matthew asked him to do.

Matthew doesn’t tell, he doesn’t ask.

This is what a servant should do.

that's all.

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

after a while.

The mechanical dwarf at the door shouted loudly:

"Next person!"

"Leslie Schmidt!"

A familiar face walked in with a twist of water snake's waist.

Matthew raised his eyebrows.

It's the bold blonde girl.

Leslie was dressed more maturely today than last time. Even her cassock was changed into a tight-fitting one, which accentuated her curvy figure.

"Good morning, Lord Matthew!"

Leslie greeted generously:

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

Matthew smiled and shook his head:

"No, let's just start the interview."

A trace of regret flashed in Leslie's eyes.

She immediately adjusted herself.

But Leslie took out a staff from behind in a coquettish manner, and slowly walked to Matthew:

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

As she spoke, her staff became a little hollow, and the robe on her body suddenly disappeared, revealing a scene that was not suitable for children.

David turned his head intently.

But Matthew remained unmoved.

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

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

"I can tell you in advance: During the half month of the project, you can only move in a very small designated area. I am afraid that most of you will not be able to engage in content directly related to the Mark of the Dead. The work I have assigned you may be difficult, and you can do nothing until you complete my task."

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

Leslie looked like she was thinking rapidly.

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 guarantee that you will get 2 knowledge points."

Leslie's eyes sparkled.

"But if something goes wrong along the way, I will change you into one of the five places."

Matthew said lightly.

Leslie's eyes narrowed and she felt a hint of fear, but this fear was quickly replaced by firm will.

She said solemnly:

"I will definitely do it."

"I hope so."

Matthew motioned to David to add Leslie's name to the list.

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

"Well, sir, I also have a best friend named Praya. She was not selected for the squad."

Matthew frowned:

"What's your best friend's specialty?"

Leslie recalled:

"She's a cow."

Matthew said angrily:

"Say something else!"

"Forget it, can she make bread?"

Leslie said in surprise:

"She knows it, and she knows it very well!"

"In fact, the snacks I brought you were all made by her!"

Matthew sighed:

"I mean 'bakery'! "

Leslie hesitated and said:

"She should."

"She must!"

Matthew said without a doubt:

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

Leslie couldn't help but widen her eyes:

"For 22 people? Do you really want that?"

Ma Xiu said confidently:

"I can't let everyone go hungry!"

"David, add another name, Praya, okay, Leslie, go back and get ready with your besties."

"Next!"

At noon.

This slightly weird interview session ended.

A final list of twenty-three people was released.

The apprentices were full of doubts about the interview process and results, but considering the interviewer's job title, in the end they could only swallow these doubts and turn them into rumors about the Southern Magic Academy.

Only the list David looked at showed a thoughtful expression.

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

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

"This Lord Matthew is really an ultimate pragmatist."

David sighed softly.

…

Three days later at 4:15 in the morning.

A group of apprentices wearing academic robes walked out of the door of the Crucible House. They looked at everything around them curiously. If the buildings in the Master's Quarter were quite gorgeous and in line with the apprentices' perceptions, they could follow them away. At the pace of the town, everything in front of us seems to be a little behind.

Matthew didn't pay attention to the gazes of these apprentices. He led this group of people to the wasteland north of the oak forest, and then said calmly:

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

Everyone was refreshed when they heard this.

"Leslie, the rest is up to you."

After saying this, Matthew left without looking back.

The group of apprentices were left standing there blankly looking at the desolate scenery around them.

…

Ranbir is an apprentice of the conjuration system. He is very good at using conjurations to summon alien creatures.

After the interview, he had no confidence at all because he felt that his on-the-spot performance was poor and he did not highlight the spells he was good at.

However, he soon received the notice that he passed the interview.

This made him ecstatic.

He carefully prepared according to the instructions on the note.

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

However, the next moment, when Leslie announced that the task assigned to them by Master Matthew was to dig holes according to certain rules in this wasteland, everyone became uneasy.

Same goes for Ranbir.

But Leslie made it very clear that this was Master Matthew’s original intention.

"If you don't want to, you can quit now. Lord Matthew will not pursue anything. But once you start, if you want to give up halfway, it may not be that simple."

As she spoke, Leslie pointed at the slow-moving undead in the distance and said:

"That's the Scar of Death. Strictly speaking, we are indeed working near the project site. Lord Matthew promised to give each of us 0.5 knowledge points afterwards. All we need to do is to An'an within half a month. Digging pits for him minute by minute, is there any simpler source of points in the world than this? Not to mention that after the project is over, we will have a letter of recommendation from Mr. Matthew and an excellent resume that has participated in the A1 project."

"I've made it very clear. You can't dig holes. Let's leave now."

No one present left.

Same goes for Ranbir.

Just kidding, isn't it just digging a hole? Is digging a hole more dangerous than participating in a real magic experiment?

Everyone has tried every possible means to get this opportunity, so naturally they will not back down.

quickly.

They received the shovel from Leslie.

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

Most of the people present are from the conjuration system. Who doesn't have one or two contracted beasts?

So soon, more than a dozen contract beasts appeared out of thin air in the wasteland.

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

The scene was once in full swing.

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

In fact, it's not like he never thought about taking a lazy break.

Just whenever he's hungry.

The girl named Praya always came to express condolences with a large basket of magic bread.

I'm thirsty.

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

"Want some water? I can come out anytime."

And in the evening.

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

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

They will sleep in a house like this for the next half month. Although the mushroom hut has a bigger smell, it is at least safer than a tent.

evening.

Ranbir was lying on the bed in the mushroom hut, drinking Frey's water, eating the bread provided by Praya, thinking about life with blank eyes.

But it didn't take long.

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

Ranbir went out to take a look, and saw a tauren skeleton outside pushing a cart in. He shouted as he walked:

"The food truck in Rolling Stone Town, the food truck in Rolling Stone Town, does anyone want to taste the local food in Rolling Stone Town? 3 golds for one share, 3 golds for one share!"

Many apprentices gathered around.

Smell the tempting aroma of delicious food.

Ranbir was very excited.

He thought for a while and realized that a dinner of 3 gold coins was not very expensive, so he went over and bought one.

After a while.

When Ranbir, who had been sweating all day and chewing bread for most of the day, was eating with tears in his eyes while holding a hot meal in the mushroom hut, he suddenly felt that life was so fulfilling!

"This place doesn't seem that bad."

He thought so.

…

at 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 knew it, damn it, I'm obviously not young either!"

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

Driven by curiosity.

Leslie boldly stuck to the door, listening to what was going on inside.

"Master Matthew? What do you want to do?"