All the Necromancer Wants is to Plant Trees

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"This weapon, it's very special."

Matthew could feel a cold power emanating from it.

It's different from the destructive negative energy, more like a power that reaches the soul.

For ordinary people, it may just be a tool to dispel undead.

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

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"Of course, the previous owner of this weapon, Usur, was a hot-tempered necromancer. Her reputation was well-known in the Great Marsh, and people said that her undead had various incredible abilities. At first, I thought it was because of her excellent spells, but later I realized that the real reason was this."

Old Falong sighed:

"She entrusted me to find a good owner for this weapon when she died, but a few years later, the incident with Raga happened, and I sealed this whip."

Matthew was stunned when he heard this:

"You and the previous owner of this whip also had a good time together? A female necromancer?"

Old Falong raised an eyebrow:

"Do I look like someone who would settle for anything?"

Matthew quickly shook his head.

"I and Usur were just friends. Of course, when she was young, she might have had some affection for me, but at that time, I had high standards. I was either looking at a princess from a small country or a wealthy lady. I would rather spend a lot of money to entertain a succubus for a few nights than look at a dry necromancer. But the fact proved that I was completely wrong."

Speaking of this, Old Falong chuckled self-deprecatingly: "After returning from hell, my appearance was ruined. Those shallow women left me one by one, but Usur came to me on her own. She went to great lengths to heal the wounds on my face, and then quietly left one day."

Matthew asked in confusion:

"What happened afterwards?"

"Afterwards? There was no afterwards. Child, when you are young, you always think that many stories can wait for the future, that you will have a chance to meet the people you missed. But in reality, many stories end without any reason."

Old Falong's eyes were filled with a shallow sadness:

"At that time, I was busy dealing with the wounded soldiers, and then there was a major mining boom in Rolling Stone Town... When I finally had time to visit Usur, her brain had been excessively corroded by negative energy due to a failed experiment. Her mind became unclear, and she couldn't even recognize me when I visited her."

"I went to her residence in the marsh twice. The first time, she drove me away. The second time, she was conscious, but it was too late. When she was dying, she left everything to the two apprentices she always scolded, except for this whip."

"At first, I thought she wanted to whip me a few times, but later I understood that this whip was a magical tool she had spent her whole life creating. It contained her complete understanding of necromancy. She probably thought that those two untalented apprentices were not capable of fully unleashing its value, so she entrusted it to me to find a good successor."

Old Falong finished speaking in one breath.

His gaze stayed on the whip for several seconds, then he moved his eyes away and said with a congratulatory tone:

"Now, it's yours."

Matthew took a deep breath when he heard this, then clenched the whip tightly:

"I won't let it down."

Old Falong nodded:

"That's how it should be."

The two fell silent for a while.

Beside them, Sodie looked at Matthew putting away "Usur's Scolding" with envy almost visible in his eyes.

Seeing this, Matthew could only sigh:

"As for Firefly and Moonbeam, I think I can only rent them."

Compared to buying, renting was undoubtedly a more expensive choice.

But Matthew had no choice.

His current cash flow was not enough to support a one-time purchase.

And at this critical moment, he really needed these two daggers to enhance Sodie's combat power.

After weighing the options, he could only use the newly acquired land deed as collateral.

After completing the procedures, Matthew walked out of the low building of the Veteran Mutual Aid Association exhausted.

Behind him, Sodie drove the Night Cloak, and the Soul Fire flickered.

Old Falong also had a smile on his face:

"If you need other weapons in the future, feel free to come to me. My weapon arsenal has all kinds of weapons for various professions, and most of them won't disappoint you."

Matthew forced a bitter smile and did not respond.

Suddenly, Old Falong said again:

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

The venom of the viper?

Matthew recalled the group of veterans in the second-floor room, constantly coughing and moaning.

Then he nodded firmly:

"I'll give it a try."

...

After leaving the Veteran Mutual Aid Association, Matthew deliberately went to a shop in the Artisan District.

He bought ten sturdy shovels.

Then he returned to the Oak Forest with a light step and began today's tree planting journey.

In the evening, the tree planting quota for the day was completed as scheduled.

After a simple dinner, Matthew continued his meditation and spell learning without stopping.

Unconsciously, the moon had risen.

Inside the wooden house.

Matthew stretched lazily, got up, and carried the sack containing the shovels outside.

He walked all the way to the "Zombie Dormitory" and summoned the five Silver Moon Zombies. Then he threw the shovels in front of them.

"Pick them up, these are your weapons."

Matthew tried to give orders to the zombies.

This process was not easy.

Don't overestimate the intelligence and ability of ordinary undead to use tools.

Commanding them to adapt to the level of responsibility of a shovel is much more difficult than learning to operate an excavator yourself.

Fortunately, Matthew was very patient.

He was like a kindergarten teacher, teaching the little zombies how to hold a shovel correctly. It took him nearly an hour to teach them the proper grip.

"Phew!"

Matthew wiped his sweat.

The process was difficult, but it was enough to surprise him.

"Zombies are different with flesh after all!"

He tried to command one of the zombies to dig a hole on the open ground.

The zombie tried a few times.

Before long.

An irregular hole appeared in front of Matthew.

"Success!"

Matthew smiled with satisfaction.

This is the advantage of zombies over skeletons.

Their hand structure is closer to that of humans, which means they can easily grasp the tools they used in their previous lives.

Skeletons can't do that.

Skeletons can use a knife to chop or a small round shield to smash.

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

Their hand bones might fall off while digging.

That's why Matthew never let the undead participate in his work.

But now it's different.

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

"I can focus more on site selection, transplantation, and maintenance in the future."

Matthew led the zombies to the northwest.

Soon.

On the barren land under the moonlight.

There were a group of tireless and hardworking figures.

...

"I never imagined that zombies could do this kind of work."

Eli appeared silently.

He looked at the zombies swinging their shovels with a complicated expression.

"They don't look like evil creatures at all, but more like a group of farmers."

Matthew smiled and said, "Undead creatures are not inherently evil. It's just that their existence is too different from other life forms, so it causes people's subconscious fear and rejection."

Eli frowned.

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

But he didn't refute it, instead, he changed the topic voluntarily.

"These days seem calm, but evil is not far away. I can sense their presence."

"The Withered Ones?"

Matthew's expression became serious.

Eli nodded vigorously, "They are really cunning and patient. They have been observing in the dark, and it doesn't feel good to me. Maybe we need to change our strategy. It's too passive to just wait for them to make a move."

Matthew pondered, "If we want to lure them out, we need to make more preparations."

Eli said confidently, "If they dare to show up, they will never be my opponents. As for preparations, haven't you done a lot in these days? There are magic traps all around the small wooden house, and I almost stepped on them."

Matthew shrugged, "Those are just warning spells. It's hard to say how useful they will be. The important thing is, once we choose to lure them, we must eliminate all of them."

Eli relaxed his muscles and bones, "I'm ready."

In fact, Matthew had been thinking about this issue these days.

Now that Eli was full of fighting spirit.

After thinking for a while, he agreed, "In that case, let's hide in the Moonlit Grove tonight. I will instruct the Oak Tree Fairies to be responsible for communication. If there is any movement from the Withered Ones, we will kill them immediately."

Eli agreed.

Not long after.

Matthew called Ella to take Eli to the Moonlit Grove.

And he himself had to find Lulu and give her instructions on surveillance.

The Withered Ones destroyed trees at a very fast speed. If they wanted to minimize the losses, the vigilance of the Oak Tree Fairies was crucial.

...

Moonlit Grove.

Fourth level of the insect nest.

Eli wandered around idly.

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

He still remembered.

Last time he was here, he was fighting side by side with Samantha.

But now--

The thought of Samantha's cold and delicate, confident and independent face made Eli's heart ache uncontrollably.

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

Eli kicked a stone in annoyance.

Bang!

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

The echo couldn't stop for a long time.

Eli touched his forehead, the pain didn't ease, but became more intense.

Whenever he thought of Samantha.

His heart seemed to be missing a big piece.

This sense of emptiness was torturous.

"What is she doing now?"

"Does she regret saying those things to me?"

"If only I could see her again."

Various thoughts arose in Eli's mind.

His longing for Samantha became stronger and stronger.

A strong impulse urged him to move forward.

Not far away.

A leopard suddenly jumped out of the adjacent passage!

"Samantha?"

Eli looked at the other person in surprise and joy.

The leopard quickly transformed into human form.

However, what made Eli feel a piercing pain in his heart was that her first reaction upon seeing him was to frown!

"Was it you who made that noise just now?"

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

Eli was stunned.

His mind was a bit confused, not knowing whether to admit or deny it.

But Samantha didn't intend to entangle with him too much.

She reprimanded in a cold voice, "Listen, Eli, we are done. Put away your childishness, okay?"

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

"Now, please leave the Moonlit Grove immediately. The people from the Earth Society should not stay here for a long time."Samantha's seemingly ordinary words felt like sharp knives stabbing into Eli's heart.

His face turned deathly pale.

"I..."

His throat moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"Please leave!"

Samantha continued to urge:

"Please stop bothering me. This is the Moonlit Grove, the realm of the Moon Goddess. Your actions are too much!"

A flush of color suddenly returned to Eli's pale face.

He had never been so embarrassed before.

Just as he was feeling extremely awkward, a gentle voice sounded from behind him:

"Sorry, I'm late."

Not far away.

Matthew and Ella hurried over, and Samantha looked surprised.

Then, she heard Matthew say to her:

"Sorry for the misunderstanding, but Eli is with me."

Upon hearing this.

Eli, like a drowning man clutching at a straw, suddenly raised his voice:

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

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

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

"Well, we'll be going first."

The two of them walked away arm in arm.

Samantha stared blankly at the scene.

The stunned expression on her face took a long time to return to normal.

It wasn't until Eli's figure completely disappeared from her sight.

That she suddenly felt as if something that originally belonged to her had been taken away.

......

This night was exceptionally long.

In order to be ready for any sudden situations, Matthew and Eli did not venture deep into the bug nest, but instead swept through the fifth layer where the area had been roughly cleared.

However, the patience of the Withered was even better than they had imagined.

Not only did they have no gains by dawn.

But the same was true for several nights in a row.

The Withered showed no signs of movement.

The oak forest was calm.

Matthew could only declare the plan to lure the snake out of the hole a failure.

Eli then proposed a plan to actively track, he wanted to find the Withered through tracking abilities and annihilate them in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, he was more of a "Shapeshifter" who preferred direct combat, rather than a "Wilderness Master" who was better at tracking.

And each of the Withered was a true master of anti-tracking.

Matthew was afraid of being lured away from the mountain, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

In this way.

The Withered, who were ready but did not act, became a thorn in Matthew's heart.

In order to remove it.

Matthew once again asked Zeller for divination when he went to find him.

However, Zeller said that he had divined too many times recently.

He needed to take a break to ensure accuracy.

Matthew could only reluctantly put this matter on hold for the time being.

Fortunately, he was also very patient.

"Just treat it as a breath-holding contest with them, let's see who can have the last laugh!"

......

In this way, several days of seemingly peaceful but actually turbulent days passed.

Three nights later.

Matthew's living room.

"Ding dong ding dong!"

Someone rang the bell.

Before Matthew could get up to open the door, a gust of wind came from the kitchen straight to the front door:

"Is it Sif? I remember today is the day you agreed to tutor her!"

Peggy asked joyfully as she opened the door.

Matthew nodded helplessly.

"Matthew, you better come over."

Outside the door.

Peggy's voice sounded a bit grumbling:

"I don't remember you having so many students needing tutoring. The living room can barely fit so many people, but there definitely won't be enough milk to drink."

Matthew looked up in confusion.

The next second.

A group of people filed in.

Leading the way was Sif with a beaming smile.

Following her was Raga with a tense face.

Then came Blade with his big beard, the handsome Zeller, and Richard with his gentleman's cane.

At the end.

Samantha also came in, looking surprised.

She was holding a thick book bag in her hand.

The group of people flooded in.

The originally cold and spacious living room suddenly became lively and crowded.

......