All the Necromancer Wants is to Plant Trees

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"Notification: Summoning successful, you have obtained a 'Cursed Specter' (LV9/Elite Template)"

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When these words appeared before Matthew's eyes, he was somewhat disappointed.

However, the specter that appeared next caught his eye.

She looked like a woman with a very unique aura.

She floated out of the negative energy array, a faint chill following her. From top to bottom, the specter's body was constantly fading.

Her upper body was very solid, with big eyes, a perky nose, bloodless lips, black shoulder-length hair, and a tightly cinched chiffon long skirt at the waist.

Further down.

It turned into a faint white light.

The specter's level was not high, but she was quite attractive. Matthew took a look, her charm was actually quite ordinary, only 12 points, even less than Matthew himself.

But she had a refreshing aura.

Very few undead could give Matthew such a feeling.

"Well, luck is always conserved. This time, consider it as summoning a vase, put it by my side as a secretary, it's not bad to please the eye."

Thinking this.

Matthew glanced at the specter's panel, and two unusual characteristics immediately caught his eye.

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"Speechless (Curse): Your specter cannot communicate with people like normal specters"

"Beauty is Power (Curse): Your specter can exchange additional levels and combat power by adjusting her beauty (deducting charm).

You can choose the following two adjustment methods——

1. Manual adjustment (At 3 a.m. every day, you can adjust the charm of the specter once, and she will fight with a fixed beauty, charm, and combat power for the next day)

2. Autonomous adjustment (Return the power of adjusting beauty to the specter herself, she will be grateful to you for this, but she may not adjust to a beauty and combat power that satisfies you)

First summoning, you can now try to adjust the beauty and combat power of the specter (within 30 minutes only)"

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"There's such a curse?"

Matthew was immediately interested.

"Matthew, this sister is so beautiful!"

Bobo exclaimed as he looked at the newly appeared specter:

"Is she your summon? I'll trade you the big bomb in my backpack!"

Matthew smiled:

"Summons can't be traded casually."

The next second.

He began to adjust the specter's charm.

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"Notification: You used 'Beauty is Power' on the specter, the specter's charm -2 (current 10), level +1 (current LV10)!"

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"Eh? Why did she become ugly?"

Bobo has a sharp eye:

"Did I just see it wrong? Matthew, if you want to trade now, you can only trade for a small bomb!"

Matthew remained silent.

Two points of charm in exchange for a professional level, is it?

Let me see your limit!

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"Notification: Specter's charm -12 (current -2), level +6 (current LV16)!

Your specter has gained some new abilities......"

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"Mommy! Ghost——!"

Before Matthew had time to check the new abilities of Miss Specter, he was disturbed by Bobo's scream.

He looked back at Bobo with a somewhat amused look:

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"Matthew, don't let her come over!"

Bobo backed away nervously:

"If she comes any closer, I'm really going to throw a bomb! My bombs are scary even for ghosts!"

This time, she absolutely refused to mention the trade.

Matthew was curious about her reaction, so he also looked back, and as he turned his head, he said:

"Bobo, judging people by their appearance is not a good... Whoa!!"

Matthew only took a glance at Miss Specter's current appearance, and he was speechless.

It was a kind of ugliness beyond worldly understanding, indescribable, probably what is meant by abhorred by gods and ghosts.

Plop!

At this moment, several birds flew over their heads, and a few droppings fell down gracefully.

Fortunately, the specter had no physical body, and the bird droppings passed through her head and fell directly to the ground.

Matthew also dodged it with his high perception.

Only Bobo's helmet was hit.

"Matthew? What happened?"

Bobo was still immersed in the huge shock brought by the collapse of Miss Specter's beauty.

Matthew quietly changed a glove, touched her head, and acted as if nothing had happened, otherwise she would probably be clamoring to bomb the bird's nest.

"Is this the horror of -2 charm? Even the birds can't help but come out to disgust?"

Matthew also encountered a creature with negative charm for the first time.

Soon.

A faint sense of grievance came from the undead contract.

Matthew immediately changed the charm back.

Miss Specter returned to her beautiful appearance.

Matthew thought for a moment.

In the end, he gave the adjustment right to Miss Specter herself.

Although she had become an undead, beauty seemed no longer important, but Matthew still felt that such manipulation was too cruel for her.

Originally, his psychological expectation for the specter had been lowered to the level of a vase.

Now it's a role that can adaptively switch between "a vase that can fight" and "a good vase that can't fight".

This is already beyond expectation.

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Giving the adjustment right to Miss Specter herself has another advantage, that is, the exchange of charm and combat power does not need to be restricted by "3 a.m.", it can be adjusted at any time.

This greatly increases her unpredictability.

Who can guess that a level 9 specter will suddenly collapse in beauty and become a level 16 fierce ghost?

"Who put this curse on her?"

Matthew was a bit curious.

Unfortunately, the summoned creatures from the advancement or mission rewards are randomly captured from the negative energy plane, Miss Specter cannot speak, so he has no way to know the story of her for the time being.

"Specters should have their own names, seeing you floating around, I'll call you 'Ah Piao'!"

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"Notification: Naming successful! Grateful for the grace of naming, the loyalty of the Cursed Specter to you has increased to 85!

You returned the adjustment right of 'Beauty is Power' to the specter, Ah Piao is very grateful to you, Ah Piao's loyalty has increased to 95!Ah Piao has shared her ability "Phasing" with you.

Phasing (Weakened): You can, through a series of preparatory actions, turn your body into a specter, allowing you to pass through a solid wall with a maximum thickness of 1.2 meters.

Warning——

During phasing, your speed will be reduced to one-third of your usual speed;

If you are attacked or initiate an attack during phasing, you will lose your spectral form;

If you touch a living thing during phasing, you will also lose your spectral form;

Before each practice of phasing, please prepare the "Escape Spell" in advance, or have a companion assist you. Every year, many mages encounter strange bullying during the practice of phasing...

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Phasing is indeed a very classic spell.

Despite knowing its dangers.

But there are countless learners, and naturally, many get stuck in the wall due to the large base number.

Matthew heard a joke from Ronan:

"If a mage asks you to be his partner while practicing phasing, it means he trusts you without a doubt, but it could also mean he's trying to seduce you..."

Matthew, who had seen countless films in his previous life, understood instantly.

At that time, he was amazed at the openness of the mages in this world.

Later, he realized that no matter which world, humans who have acquired too much strange knowledge are all the same.

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Specters are not like zombies and skeletons. This type of undead creature suffers much more punishment under the sun than the latter two, so Matthew doesn't plan to let Ah Piao come out during the day.

Fortunately, specters have their own advantages, which is possession.

Matthew thought about it and simply let Ah Piao attach herself to his bag. In this way, when something happens, he just needs to pat the bag, and Ah Piao will naturally pop out.

And when there's nothing to do, let her stay in the bag, occasionally helping to clean and organize, it's reasonable, right?

So, under the curious gaze of Bobo, Ah Piao turned into a wisp of white smoke and flew into Matthew's bag.

At present, there is an important choice for Matthew.

That is, should he level up again?

Yes, after leveling up to twelve in one breath, Matthew still has surplus XP.

Unlike the second to third tier, there is no need for an advancement ceremony from the third to fourth tier. Once the XP is in place, most people just rush up.

But Matthew is different, he rushed too fast.

He tried to use the domain of moderation to judge this matter and quickly got an answer.

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Prompt: Considering your leveling speed from LV5 to LV12 in the past half year, as well as your spell learning situation, it is recommended to have a dormant period of at least 8 months.

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The dormant period means not leveling up for 8 months.

Matthew understands the meaning of the dormant period.

Level is only a part of strength, and the matching spells and abilities are equally important. Matthew actually stayed at the second tier for a relatively long time. Although some spells were learned hastily and the foundation is not very stable, they can still be used.

But the third tier is different, he hasn't learned any third-tier spells.

If he rushes to the fourth tier and then goes back to learn the third-tier spells, he may fall into the trap of the "Law of Arrogance".

That is, high-level casters often appear careless when learning low-level spells.

Many times, high-level casters indeed cannot comprehend the essence of the same level spells like low-level casters.

Matthew decided to accept the suggestion of an 8-month dormant period.

Sharpening the knife does not delay the work of cutting wood. First, learn the spells that should be learned. At least, he can't fall into the problem of unstable foundation.

At the same time, he also decided to plant more trees, and the best ones can kill some blind people.

Because Matthew found that the light points in the undead domain have greatly exceeded the light points in the natural domain.

The former is about two-thirds, and the latter is only one-third. This shows that Matthew's exploration progress in the undead domain is faster during this period.

Matthew is consciously controlling the balance between the two.

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Not long after dawn, Lumiere's figure appeared beside the Bitter Water Swamp.

Matthew didn't go far, he knew Lumiere would return soon.

In fact, Matthew felt that Lumiere's return to the tribe yesterday was indeed due to his concern for the tribe, but on the other hand, he chose to avoid his own Night of the Undead.

This future king of the rainforest actually has a high EQ. He probably guessed what would happen on the Night of the Undead. As a Jango, seeing an abomination stitched together from the corpses of his compatriots would definitely not feel good, and he was not in a position to disrupt Matthew's advancement ceremony.

So timely withdrawal is the best choice.

This move made Matthew's impression of Lumiere rise a lot.

When Lumiere saw Matthew, his expression was very serious:

"I went back and asked the people in the tribe. In the past two days, a large number of outsiders suddenly appeared around the rainforest. These people came very strangely. Almost as soon as I left the rainforest, they came in. It happened in these two days. And they don't seem to be unfamiliar with the rainforest at all, as if they had done their homework in advance. My tribe and some tribes in the southwest have had several conflicts with these people, and we haven't gained much advantage. This is very unusual. You know, the rainforest should be our home field."

Matthew was about to ask more.

Suddenly, Lumiere turned his head to look at the jungle on the other side, and Matthew also sensed that a group of people were approaching!

Lumiere strode forward, shouting something loudly in the native language.

Soon, some figures emerged from the rainforest. They were wearing clothes woven from leaves, holding spears in their hands, with sharp teeth sewn around their mouths, and their eyes were extremely fierce.

Matthew noticed that among these natives, there were several strong men. They carried several human skulls on their backs. One of the heads was still bleeding, and the large cut was still oozing blood.

"They are the headhunter tribe from the southwest, be careful, they are very extreme and resist any outsider."

Lumiere didn't turn around, he was still negotiating with the other party, but this sentence still accurately floated into Matthew and Bobo's ears, and he didn't know how he did it.

Lumiere and the headhunters chattered for a while.

The latter glared fiercely at Matthew and Bobo, pointing and gesturing at them, seemingly unwilling to let them go.

In the midst of the standoff, Matthew asked, "What are they saying?"

Lumiere replied, "They say there are people cutting down the rainforest to the southwest, a lot of people. Those people have even built factories in the rainforest. I don't know, they were vague, I don't know if it's a factory or a logging site, but it's a large building surrounded by fences, and there's always the sound of machinery coming from inside. Damn it, what the hell is going on!?"

Matthew wanted to ask more.

Suddenly, one of the headhunters cursed and said something.

From a not-so-dense bush nearby, a boy who looked only twelve or thirteen suddenly raised his blowgun!

Whoosh!

A thin arrow was aimed straight at Matthew's chest.

Fortunately, Matthew was very alert. From the moment they met, he had scanned all the possible hiding places in the bushes with his perception and was ready to dodge at any moment.

Just as he was about to dodge, a small figure suddenly stepped in front of him and jumped.

Bang!

The blowgun dart hit Bobo's helmet, changing its course and sticking into the bark of a nearby tree, with green juice flowing from the arrowhead.

Matthew was somewhat annoyed.

But Bobo had already made her move. The gauntlet on her right hand flashed blue, and then she threw an uppercut into the air.

Puff!

The child hiding in the bushes seemed to be hit by a huge force in the abdomen, being smashed upwards, not only falling out of the bushes, but also hanging on a high branch, screaming in pain.

"Wait, stop!"

Lumiere shouted, he turned back to Bobo and Matthew and said, "You two back off a bit, trust me, let me handle this, okay?"

His eyes were pleading.

Bobo was about to shake her head in refusal.

But Matthew pulled her back by her helmet.

Gratitude flashed in Lumiere's eyes.

Then he walked alone towards the group of headhunters.

The aura of the Son of the Rainforest unfolded.

No headhunter dared to stop him.

"Lumiere, what are you doing?!"

A headhunter asked.

"You shouldn't be so presumptuous."

There was a hint of pity in Lumiere's eyes.

The headhunters challenged, "Are you going to kill our children for an outsider?"

Lumiere, agile as a cheetah, jumped onto the branch and gently took the child down from the tree.

The child's mouth was bleeding continuously, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"There are no children in the rainforest, only hunters and prey."

Lumiere's tone was incredibly calm, "I know what you're thinking, you think I won't hurt a child, but you're wrong.

I've warned you time and time again, they are my friends, but you still crossed my line, this is really stupid."

A headhunter with a grim face cursed, "I don't believe you really dare to kill him!"

Crack!

Lumiere calmly broke the child's neck.

"No!!!"

The headhunters' surprised and pained howls echoed through the jungle.

Lumiere slowly stood up, his hands trembling slightly.

"You will never be the King of the Rainforest! You can't be our king, you're a traitor!"

The headhunters roared in grief and anger.

Lumiere turned around resolutely, "Whether I can become the King of the Rainforest is not up to you.

I want to become the King of the Rainforest, precisely because I hope that one day, children like him won't have to hold blowguns and kill in secret.

I want to change the living environment of all the Jango people, I want them to live a stable life, I want them to have enough to eat, live well, wear warm clothes, and avoid fighting as much as possible.

And to achieve all this, we can't blindly reject all outsiders.

They are the key to us stepping out of the rainforest and into the world.

I don't expect you fools to understand my ambitions, but if you continue to be stubborn and obstruct me, I don't mind twisting off your heads—I mean, all of you."

Having said that.

He stopped, turned back to the headhunters and said, "Now, tell me everything you know about those outsiders, don't get me wrong, I'm not begging for anything, I'm ordering you to tell the truth."

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Ten minutes later.

Lumiere returned to Matthew and Bobo with his usual expression.

He only said one sentence, "He's dead."

Matthew patted him on the shoulder.

The latter quickly said, "According to the clues provided by the headhunter tribe, the people who are logging in the southwest of the rainforest may be related to the Dragon Witch Cult. The highest leader of the Dragon Witch Cult is a powerful priest, who is said to have a close relationship with a Dragon Witch who has ascended to demi-god. They have been active in the desert before, I don't know why they suddenly started to invade the rainforest."

Matthew nodded.

While Lumiere was communicating with the headhunters, he had already thought of some clues, but he still needed some evidence.

So Matthew asked, "Do you know where the original territories of the Tyrannosaurus and the Wind God Pterosaur were?"

Lumiere was taken aback, "It's to the west, near where the headhunter tribe lives, what do you mean?"

Matthew had an expression of 'just as I thought', "Ecological niche vacancy!

It seems that the people of the Dragon Witch Cult have been closely watching the rainforest. They may have had plans for the rainforest for a long time, but due to the existence of the two lords, the Tyrannosaurus and the Wind God Pterosaur—especially the Tyrannosaurus, their plans have been delayed.

After your advancement ceremony, the Tyrannosaurus died, leaving a vacancy in the ecological niche. It's impossible for the rainforest to produce a second lord with similar deterrent power in a short period of time.

Compared to the Tyrannosaurus, your strength may be stronger, but on an individual basis, you can't cover as wide a territory as he did.

You and the Tyrannosaurus fought for a long time, this must have attracted their attention. As soon as the Tyrannosaurus died, the Dragon Witch Cult couldn't wait to take action."Looking at the timeline, this speculation holds up. Otherwise, they wouldn't have come in right after you left."

Upon hearing this, Bobo asked:

"What about the Sandstorm Thieves and the Scourge Cult?"

Lumiere was the first to answer:

"The people from the Scourge Cult come from the Dark Regions. I know there are several entrances to underground dungeons near the rainforest. They used to be occupied by Gnolls, but they disappeared later."

Matthew had many doubts about the Sandstorm Thieves as well.

He was just about to express this.

Suddenly.

A small flying squirrel jumped down from a tree behind the three of them.

His voice sounded incredibly excited:

"Hahaha, Lord Matthew, I have great news! A robed man from who knows where has brought a dozen or so Fire Dragons and a group of Dragon Blood Warriors. They are attacking the Black Banyan Dream!"

"Lady Suya is struggling to hold on, but the situation is grim. I'm sure she'll be stepping down soon!"

"The next Spirit of the Rainforest will undoubtedly be me, Afei!"

"What do you think, Lord Matthew?"

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(End of Chapter)