The necromancer just wants to plant trees

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"This weapon, it's special."

Matthew could feel the cold power contained in it.

It is different from the destructive and violent negative energy, but more like a power that reaches directly into the soul.

For ordinary people, it may just be a prop that can be used to drive away undead spirits.

But in the hands of a Necromancer with many summons, it will have the opportunity to shine even brighter.

"Of course, the previous owner of this weapon, Ursul, was a grumpy necromancer. Her reputation was once known to everyone in the Everglades. People said that her undead possessed all kinds of incredible powers. Ability, at first I thought it was due to her superb magic skills, but later I learned that the real root lies in this."

Old Faron sighed:

"When she died, she entrusted me to help find a good owner for this weapon. But within a few years, what happened with Rhaegar happened, and I sealed the whip."

Matthew was stunned when he heard this:

"You also spent quality time with the previous owner of this whip? A female necromancer?"

Old Faron raised his eyebrows:

"Do I look like a hungry person?"

Matthew shook his head quickly.

"Usul and I are just good friends. Of course, she may have had some affection for me when she was young, but at that time I had a high level of vision. All day long, I was looking at either a princess from a small country or a rich nobleman. My wife, I would rather spend a lot of money to entertain the succubus for a few nights than take another look at the dry necromancer, but the facts have proved that I was really wrong."

Speaking of which.

Old Falon laughed at himself: "After returning from purgatory, my appearance was ruined for a time. Those superficial women left me one after another. Only Ursul took the initiative to find me. She spent a lot of effort to cure me. He healed the wounds on his face, and then passed away quietly one day."

Matthew wondered:

"and after?"

"Later? There is no later. My child, when you were young, you always thought that many stories would only last a long time, and people who missed it would always have a chance to meet again. But in reality, more stories end without any problems."

There was a hint of sadness in Old Falon's eyes:

"At that time, I was busy dealing with the wounded soldiers, and later encountered the mining explosion in Rolling Stone Town... When I was finally able to escape from the busyness, Ursul had been excessively corroded by negative energy due to an experimental error. Her brain became very unconscious, and she didn’t even recognize me when I came to look for her.”

"I went to the swamp where she lived twice. The first time she kicked her out. The second time she was sober, but unfortunately she came back to her senses. When she died, she left all other things to the two people who were always by her. The beating and scolding apprentice only left this whip to me.”

"At first I thought she wanted to whip me twice, but then I realized that this whip was a magic prop she spent her whole life making, and it contained her entire understanding of the art of summoning the dead. She probably thought that those two whips were An apprentice with poor talent is not able to bring out its value, so he entrusted me to find a good home for it."

Old Faron said all this in one breath.

His eyes stayed on the whip for several seconds, then he looked away and said in a congratulatory tone:

"Now, it's yours."

Matthew took a deep breath after hearing this, and then tightened his grip on the whip:

"I will not disgrace it."

Old Falon nodded:

"That's how it should be."

The two were silent for a while.

A Bing next to him watched helplessly as Matthew put away "Usul's scolding", and the envy in the soul fire almost turned into reality and jumped out.

Seeing this, Matthew could only sigh:

"As for the firefly and the bright moon, I think I can only choose to rent."

Compared to buying.

Leasing is undoubtedly the more expensive option.

But there was nothing Matthew could do.

He doesn't have enough cash flow to support a one-time buyout.

And at this time when the storm is about to come.

He really needed these two short knives to enhance A Bing's combat power.

After weighing the situation, the only option was to use the newly acquired land deed which had not yet been warmed up as collateral.

After passing the formalities.

Matthew tiredly walked out of the low building of the Veterans Mutual Aid Association.

behind him.

A Bing was wearing a dark night cloak, and his soul fire was swaying.

Old Faron also smiled:

"If you need other weapons next time, you are welcome to come to me. I have sharp weapons for various professions in my arsenal. I will probably not disappoint you."

Matthew smiled bitterly and did not respond.

Old Faron suddenly said again:

"By the way, if you can find a better way to cure or relieve the viper venom, I can give you these daggers directly, and I can even choose a high-quality weapon for you."

Viper venom?

Matthew recalled the group of veterans puffing and moaning in a second-floor room.

Then he nodded vigorously:

"Let me try."

…

Leaving the Veterans Mutual Aid Association.

Matthew made a special trip to the shop in the craftsman's area.

Ten sturdy shovels were purchased.

Then he returned to the oak forest with brisk steps and began today's tree planting journey.

evening.

Today’s tree planting target was completed as scheduled.

After a simple dinner, there was non-stop meditation and spell learning.

Unconsciously.

The moon has hung on the branches.

In the cabin.

Matthew stretched, stood up, picked up the sack with the shovel, and walked out to the open space.

He walked all the way to the "Zombie Dormitory", called out five Silver Moon Zombies, and then threw handfuls of shovels in front of them.

"Pick it up, this is your weapon."

Matthew tried to give orders to the zombies.

This process is not easy.

Never overestimate the common undead's intelligence and ability to use tools.

Instructing them to adapt to a tool as complex as a shovel is much more difficult than learning to drive an excavator yourself.

Fortunately, Matthew was very patient.

Like a staff member in a kindergarten, he taught the little zombies step by step. It took him nearly an hour to teach the zombies the correct way to hold a shovel.

"call!"

Matthew wiped his sweat.

This process was very difficult, but it was enough to surprise him.

"Zombies have flesh, what's the difference?"

He tried to dispatch one of the zombies to dig a hole in the clearing.

The latter tried it briefly.

It didn't take long.

An irregular pothole appeared in front of Matthew.

"pass!"

Matthew smiled contentedly.

This is the superiority of zombies over skeletons.

A closer-to-human hand structure means they can more easily grasp tools they could have easily mastered in life.

Not so with skeletons.

Skeletons can be slashed with knives and smashed with small bucklers.

But their hands cannot hold weapons or tools stably for a long time.

Maybe the hand bones fell off while digging.

This is also an important reason why Matthew has never let the undead participate in his work.

But now it's different.

He can command the Silver Moon Zombies to dig holes, which can greatly improve the efficiency of planting trees.

“In the future, we can focus more on site selection, transplantation and maintenance.”

Matthew pulled the zombies all the way to the northwest.

quickly.

On the wasteland under the moonlit night.

There is a group of people who work hard and sleeplessly.

…

"I never thought zombies could do this."

Eli appeared silently.

He looked at the zombies waving shovels with a complicated expression:

"They didn't look like evil creatures at all, more like a bunch of farmers."

Matthew smiled and said:

"The undead are not inherently evil, but their existence is too different for other life forms, so they cause people to subconsciously panic and reject them."

Eli frowned.

He obviously didn't agree with Matthew's statement.

But he did not refute it, but took the initiative to change the topic and said:

"It seems calm these days, but the evil is not far away. I can feel their presence."

"The Blighters?"

Matthew's expression became serious.

Eli nodded vigorously:

"They are really cunning and patient. They have been watching in the dark. This gives me a bad feeling. Maybe we have to try to change our strategy. It is too passive to just wait for them to take action."

Matthew pondered:

"If we want to lure the snake out of its hole, we need to make more preparations."

Eli said confidently:

"As long as they dare to show up, they will never be my opponent. As for preparations, haven't you done a lot in the past few days? There are magic traps everywhere outside the cabin. I almost stepped on them."

Matthew spread his hands:

"Those are just warning spells. It's hard to say they will be of much use. The important thing is that once we choose to lure them, we must annihilate them all."

Eli relaxed his muscles and bones:

"I am ready."

Matthew has actually been thinking about this issue these days.

Now that Eli is full of fighting spirit.

He thought for a while and then agreed:

"In this way, we will hide in the Moonglade tonight. I will instruct the good oak fairies to report the news. If there is any abnormal movement among the Blighters, we will kill them back as soon as possible.

You go over there and wait for me first, and I'll ask Ella to open the door for you. "

Eli agreed.

Not long after.

Matthew recruited Ella to take Eli to Moonglade first.

And he himself is going to find Lulu to explain the tracking.

The Blighters destroy trees very quickly, and the vigilance of the Oak Goblins is crucial if the damage is to be minimized.

…

Moonlight woodland.

The fourth floor of the insect nest.

Eli wandered around with nothing to do.

The unique scenery and style here made him feel a little sad.

He still remembers.

The last time he came here, he was still fighting alongside Samantha.

But now——

When he thinks of that cold, delicate, confident and independent face, Eli can't stop feeling pain in his heart.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have come to this damn place."

Eli kicked the stone in displeasure.

boom!

The stone flew far away and hit the rock wall, leaving a deep dent.

The echo could not stop for a long time.

Eli touched his forehead, but the pain did not ease, but became more profound.

Whenever he thought of Samantha.

It was as if a large piece of his heart was suddenly missing.

This feeling of emptiness is excruciating.

"What is she doing now?"

"Does she also regret saying those words to me?"

"It would be nice if I could look at her again."

Random thoughts arose in Eli's mind.

The longing in his heart became more intense.

A strong rush prompted him to move forward.

Didn't go far.

Suddenly a leopard jumped out of the corridor next door!

"Samantha?"

Eli looked at the other person in surprise and joy.

The leopard quickly transformed into a human form.

But what made Eli feel a sting in his heart.

Her first reaction when she saw him was to frown!

"Did you make that movement just now?"

Samantha glanced at the marks on the wall and asked coldly.

Eli was stunned for a moment.

His mind was a little confused, and he didn't seem to know whether to admit it or deny it.

However, Samantha didn't intend to get involved with him too much.

She scolded in a cold voice:

"Listen, Eli, we're done, why don't you get over your childishness?"

"I don't have time to play games with you, I'm very busy!"

"Now, please leave the Moonglade immediately. You people from the Earth Society really shouldn't stay here for a long time."

Samantha's seemingly ordinary words fell into Eli's ears, but they were like sharp knives piercing his heart.

His face was extremely white.

"I……"

His throat was crawling, but he couldn't say a word.

"Let's go!"

Samantha continued urging:

"Please stop pestering me. This is Moonwood, the country of the Moon Goddess. Your actions are really too much!"

Eli's pale face instantly became filled with blood.

He had never been so embarrassed as he was today.

And when he was extremely embarrassed, a gentle voice sounded behind him:

"Sorry, I'm late."

not far away.

Matthew came quickly with Ella, and Samantha looked surprised.

Immediately afterwards, she heard Matthew say to herself:

"Sorry to misunderstand you, but Eli is with me."

Hear this.

Eli was like a drowning man grasping at straws.

The voice suddenly became louder:

"That's right, I'm with him!"

The embarrassment just now disappeared instantly, and Eli subconsciously puffed up his chest.

Matthew walked over and patted Eli on the shoulder, then waved to Samantha:

"Then let's take the first step."

The two walked away arm in arm.

Samantha stared at the scene blankly.

The dull expression on her face could not return to calm for a long time.

Until Eli's back completely disappeared from sight.

She suddenly had the illusion that something that originally belonged to her had been taken away.

…

This night was extremely long.

In order to respond to emergencies at any time, Matthew and Eli did not go deep into the insect nest, but scanned the areas that had been roughly wiped out on the fifth floor.

But the Blighters were more patient than they thought.

Not only did they gain nothing by daybreak.

And it was the same for several nights in a row.

The withered ones see no movement.

The oak forest was calm.

Matthew could only declare that his plan to lure the snake out of its hole had failed.

Eli then proposed a plan to actively track them. He wanted to use his tracking ability to find the Blighters and annihilate them in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that he is a "shapeshifter" who prefers frontal combat rather than a "wilderness master" who is better at tracking.

And every Blighter is a true anti-tracking master.

Matthew was afraid of being sent away, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

that's all.

This group of instigated blighters became a thorn in Matthew's heart.

To unplug it.

When Matthew went to see Zeller again, he asked the latter for divination.

However, Zeller said that he has been doing too many fortune tellings recently.

It takes a while to ensure accuracy.

Matthew had no choice but to put the matter on hold for the time being.

Fortunately, he is also very patient.

"Let's play a breath-holding contest with them and see who can have the last laugh!"

…

In this way, several days passed that seemed peaceful but were actually undercurrents.

Three nights later.

Matthew's living room.

"Ding dong ding dong!"

Someone rang the bell.

Before Matthew could get up and open the door, a gust of wind came out of the kitchen and headed straight for the front door:

"Is Sif here? I remember today is the day you made an appointment with her to make up lessons!"

Paige asked cheerfully as she opened the door.

Matthew nodded helplessly.

"Matthew, you'd better come here."

outside the door.

Paige's voice sounded a little mumbled:

"I don't remember that you have so many students who need to make up lessons. The living room can barely accommodate so many people, but there is definitely not enough milk."

Matthew raised his head in confusion.

The next second.

A group of people filed in.

Walking at the front was Sif with a smile on her face.

Following her was Rhaegar, who had a tense face.

Then there is the bearded Brad, the handsome Zeller, and Richard with a gentleman's cane.

The end.

A surprised Samantha also followed.

She was also holding a thick book bag in her hand.

A crowd of people poured in.

The originally deserted and open living room suddenly became lively and crowded.

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