MTL - A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 101 Plague Fields and the Way Back

  Chapter 101 Plague Domain and Return

  …

   "You know my name?"

  Matthew looked curiously and cautiously at the face that appeared on the tree wall.

  The latter said honestly:

"Oh, of course, the wind of nature blowing from the main material world is chanting your name. They say that there is a necromancer who wants to reshape the soul of the oak tree in the main material world by himself. Such a brave thing , certainly impressive."

  Reshaping the Soul of the Oak?

  Why use the word reinvention?

   Matthew's heart moved. Could it be that this is the root cause of the mission issued by the way of nature.

  Thinking.

  The poison world giant tree asked:

   "The person next to you, is he your friend, Mr. Matthew?"

  Matthew nodded:

   "Yes, what's the matter, Mr. Giant Tree?"

   "Oh **** ho ho, I have a name of Matthew, just call me Solinka."

  The giant tree introduced itself very politely.

  At this time, Lawrence, who was entangled by a large pile of roots, somehow burst out with a huge force.

  He got out from inside, showing a head and shouting hoarsely:

   "Don't make a mistake! Sorinka, I summoned you! It was me! Not him!"

   Solinka quickly showed a sorry expression.

  He dragged Lawrence down, and then explained to Matthew:

"I originally wanted to eat this poet in one bite. After all, such a fresh demigod is rare. I haven't eaten such a delicacy for hundreds of years, but for your sake, I am willing to hold back this kind of delicacy." Eat your appetite."

  Matthew was stunned for a moment, and immediately thanked:

   "Really, thank you so much."

   Sorinka was flattered and said:

"No, no, I am the one who should thank you. I can let you accept a favor from the soul of the oak tree, the soul of the rainforest, and Ms. Asia, and it is not in vain to use my clone Let’s take a trip to the main material world.”

  Lorland curled his lips, but in the end he remained silent.

  Matthew just wanted to ask a few more questions.

   As a result, Lawrence got out from the vine pile again:

   "Sorinka, you idiot! I summoned you! Kill those two people! Kill them!"

Snapped!

   A vine hit him **** the face.

   Immediately after.

  Countless vines were tied around Lawrence's waist, hanging him high.

  His mouth was so tightly stuffed by hundreds of vines that he couldn't make a sound. He could only watch Matthew talking and laughing with the giant tree in the poison world.

"If you have a chance, welcome to the poison world as a guest. We are not as bad as the outside rumors say. When you come here, you only need to report my name to the giant frog in the poison world, and no one will dare to hurt you. .Of course, before coming here, you have to strengthen your physique, otherwise you will inevitably suffer some physical pain."

   Sorinka said gently.

   As he spoke, he also revealed a spell coordinate on the tree wall, saying that as long as the index of this coordinate is followed, the entrance of the poison world can be found through the cross-plane teleportation technique.

   Solinka seemed very enthusiastic, and Matthew wanted to chat with him more.

  However, the current situation is really special.

   Solinka's avatar continued to skyrocket, and soon, the Southern Drama Theater couldn't accommodate it.

  At Matthew's request, Solinka let them stand on one of his vines, and then the vines rose all the way with the growth of the giant tree.

soon.

   They came to the air three to four hundred meters.

  The scenery below is unobstructed.

   On the square in front of the theater.

  Two giants about six meters tall are slowly advancing.

   Their movements were slow, but their stride was enormous, and soon they began banging against the doors of the theater.

   And in the sky.

   Meteors flashed by.

   Matthew can see clearly.

  Those meteors are obviously drop capsules with metal shells!

   "Has Cloud Elf's technology reached this level?"

   Matthew was a little unbelievable.

  Lorland nodded and said:

   "The cloud elves are a race that is cursed and blessed at the same time. They can't easily touch the ground and can only live in the clouds, but their technological level is second only to Cyberdragon."

   During the conversation.

   A booming sound came.

  in the southeast sky.

  A huge airship opened the way, followed by countless small planes.

   "Cyberron?"

   Matthew asked.

   Lorraine shrugged:

"It's not just them. Due to the short-term fluctuation of the godhead in the demigod ceremony, the breath is enough to attract all the strong people and forces around here. Look, we are surrounded under our feet, which are from several local temples in Zeshui City. strength."

  Matthew looked at Lorraine with a headache:

   "You better have a way out."

  Sorinka said intimately:

   "So they came to encircle and suppress you? I thought the material world hated me so much now. I just sent a clone to leave a mark, and they launched such a big battle."

   "Uh, do you need my help? I can roll you up with vines, and then throw them out with force, about ten kilometers away."

  Lorland hastily declined:

   "Thank you, no need, I'm afraid that if I get rolled up by you, I'll be like that poor **** down there, with a mouth full of vines and unable to speak."

   While speaking, he took out a green "Eagle Eye Gem" and placed it in front of his left eye.

   Then quickly opened a door with the teleportation staff.

  The two got in.

  The portal quickly disappeared.

  Matthew found himself at the door of the Jungle Dance Hotel!

   "After tonight, we may be big celebrities in the south!"

   Lorraine smiled proudly:

   "Of course, they may mistakenly think that the giant tree was summoned by us."

  Matthew's face darkened suddenly.

   "So run away early, before they have a way to determine your identity."

   Lorraine whistled.

   Ten seconds later.

  A huge albatross appeared in front of the two.

  Lorland turned over skillfully and climbed onto the back of the albatross, then hugged its neck, and said to Matthew:

   "This pursuit will not end so quickly, their target is me, so you'd better not go with me, leave Zeshui City as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

   "Goodbye Matthew, if you still want to see me again."

   As he spoke, he blinked at Matthew, and the albatross under him suddenly flapped its wings and soared into the sky!

  Matthew silently stared at the figure above the sky.

Suddenly.

  He took out the plump book from his luggage.

  But as soon as it was taken out, the color of the cover of the little yellow book kept fading, and soon faded to pinkish white.

  The title of the book on the cover also changed to—

   "618 Makeup Techniques: Makeup Techniques for Men".

"it is as expected."

  Matthew laughed silently.

  He quickly returns to the guest room to find Laila, and the two leave the city overnight.

   I don't know if the movement in the direction of the theater attracted too much attention, and nothing happened along the way.

   It was not until they left Zeshui City and came to the mountainside where they had rested briefly before that the two took a rest.

  Matthew stood on the same cliff as when he came here and looked at Zeshui City.

  I saw that the canopy of the giant tree that went straight into the clouds had already been wiped out by unknown injuries from all sides.

  There are still a large number of unknown magic lights shining above Keze Water City.

that moment.

  He suddenly felt a little tired.

   "Let's go."

  He greeted the always expressionless Lyra.

   After walking for a long time, Leila suddenly asked:

   "Why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

  Matthew thought for a while, looked at Beibei and said:

   "It's nothing, maybe I'm just homesick."

   Laila heard the words.

  There was deep envy in his eyes.

  …

   Two weeks later.

  A simple and unpretentious carriage drove on a bumpy gravel road, passed by the checkpoint of the southern Red Earth Mountain, passed through the golden fertile fields, and finally slowly entered the site of Rolling Stone Town.

  Matthew sat in the carriage, quietly feeling the changes in the power of the domain in his body.

  He held a white porcelain bottle in his hand, but the contents inside were empty.

  Due to the particularity of the plague field.

  Matthew carefully chooses to absorb only a little bit each day.

   It’s been a half month.

   Finally safely grasped this hard-won domain power.

  …

  「Based on an unexpected harvest, you successfully set foot in the sub-field of death "plague".

   In return for getting involved in the field, you can choose one of the following three abilities—

  1. Rotten sac evolution (your rotten sac will have the ability to spread the plague quickly)

  2. Plague Necromancer (your undead will have the ability to spread the plague quickly)

  3. Symptom enhancement (you can use this ability on a single target, after that, you can choose up to two of the hidden diseases or symptoms on the target to make it worsen drastically in a very short time)

   You chose "Symptom Intensification"! "

  …

   There is actually nothing to choose from these three.

  Matthew didn't want to be a walking plague spreader at all, but the ability to aggravate the target disease was extremely useful.

  Most of the occupations these days are sub-healthy.

  Who hasn't had a headache and brain fever occupational disease?

  Let’s not talk about the mage, who stays at his desk all year round and is sick all over his body.

  Even if soldiers don’t have old injuries, there will always be joint strain, right?

  Let's not talk about bards, laryngitis is a high probability.

  Druid looks very healthy, often eating raw food and messing around in the wild, most likely also have gastroenteritis, or **** polyps or something.

   If the thieves are very skillful, they will have tenosynovitis and arthritis.

  Nine out of ten professionals in the Northland have cold symptoms.

  Adventurers who live by the sea are prone to gout.

  How can there be so many perfectly healthy people here?

  Only monks have qi protection, which is relatively healthier.

  Matthew feels that this ability is very useful below the legend.

   If it is legendary or above, it will reshape the golden body, so that's another story.

  …

  「You have completed the enlightenment in the field of "Plague", and the current status is: first entry.

  You get a permanent status "Health Origin".

  Health Origin: Your Disease Resistance +10; Plague Resistance +15

  You have gained a limited-time status "sickness".

  Bounded with all kinds of diseases: You can activate this state at any time within the next three years, and it will be transformed into a temporary state after activation, which lasts for 60 days.

  During these 60 days, you can stimulate your physical growth by contracting diseases, plagues and even toxins.

  Attention, please face up to your own resistance, overinfection may lead to death! "

  …

   Status aspect.

  The origin of health provides a good basic resistance, which makes Matthew more confident when he comes into contact with related elements of the plague field in the future.

   And the time-limited status looks very attractive.

  After all, no one would refuse the attribute of physique.

   It’s just that Matthew always feels that this thing is easy to kill himself.

  The good news is that this state can be opened at any time in the next three years.

  Matthew still feels that before using this ability, the resistance must be increased to a higher level.

  After sorting out the power of the domain.

  Matthew's attention returned to the outside.

  After entering the territory of Rolling Stone Town, the road conditions became obviously better, and the carriage was less bumpy when driving.

  Matthew stretched comfortably, feeling a little excited.

   can be suddenly.

  A black shadow passed over his head.

  The coachman calmed the horses in panic, and Laila quickly opened the door and asked:

"What's wrong?"

  The coachman said:

   "A big strange bird came and blocked our way."

   Lyra just wanted to go out.

  Matthew has already lifted the curtain and walked out:

   "Don't be nervous, it should come to me."

  In front of the carriage.

  An albatross two meters high stood there in a daze.

   See Matthew.

  He walked over clumsily like a penguin, and after handing a letter to Matthew, he flapped his wings and flew away.

   Hurrah!

   What a storm.

  Matthew covered his mouth and nose through the dust and returned to the carriage, and said to the driver:

   "Go ahead."

  The carriage moved forward slowly.

  Leila glanced at the pink letter:

   "Girls?"

  Matthew smiled:

   "No, a very aggressive man."

   said.

  He opened the letter.

  …

   "Dear Matthew:

   See the words as the face.

  I'm lying on the soft bedding of the captain of the "Big Wave" right now, watching the seagulls and dumb whales playing outside the porthole.

  The cabin is not comfortable at all, the environment here is like a seafood market in the south in June, stuffy and hot.

  But who told me to take a whaling ship with a downwind.

   It has been half a month since we parted, so forgive me for writing to you at this time.

  Probably because I'm not used to it, I turn my pen a thousand times every time, but in the end I can only write a few words on the paper.

   But today, I decided to write you a letter.

  Because Captain Halima brought me a can of canned tangerines in the morning—it’s a sweet, nasty food that I don’t usually like to eat at all.

  But sweets can give people courage.

  I opened the can, put it aside, ate while writing, and ate a mouthful of the can when I felt guilty, so that I probably had a chance to finish writing this letter.

   That's right.

  The reason for my reluctance to write to you is lack of courage.

  Although we only dated for a short dozen days.

  Your sincerity, kindness and trust really moved me and made me ashamed.

  Every time I think of how many times I have deceived you in order to achieve my goal, even the taste of canned tangerines seems to become bitter.

   Where should I start?

   Write indiscriminately.

  …

   About five years ago.

  The cloud elves and the sky giants found a relic of the battle of gods in the ruins on the cloud.

  They found more than four collapsed places caused by the fall of gods in the ruins.

  At first, the two parties jointly explored the first collapsed place, and soon they determined that the godfall that formed the collapsed place came from a male **** named "Flynn".

   What's more, they soon discovered Flynn's peeled godhead in the collapsed land!

  Although the divine power and divinity inside have long since disappeared, with this godhead, both forces have the opportunity to cultivate a demigod.

   I don't know who was the first to tear up the agreement.

  In short, the two sides fought directly in the collapsed ground.

  In this way, the cloud elves and the sky giants fought from the collapsed land to the ruins of the **** war, and then to the ruins on the cloud.

  The temptation to become a demigod is too great.

  Small-scale friction quickly escalated into a large-scale protracted war.

  During the protracted war, neither the cloud elves nor the sky giants could withstand each other's consumption, and began to pull in foreign aid.

  I happened to be playing in Cloud City at the time, and because I had a good relationship with Cloud Elf, I was soon invited by them to join the war.

   Out of curiosity about the ruins on the cloud, I agreed.

   Unfortunately, however.

  The sky giant also called for foreign aid—

  They got Cyberron's fleet of airships.

   Unbelievable!

   These sky giants, whose foreheads are kicked by donkeys every day, actually expect artificers to win this war for them!

  As soon as I boarded the ruins on the cloud, the gossip told me about the movement of the Cyberron airship, and I escaped immediately.

   Facts have proved that my decision is quite wise.

   Never get close to the artificer, you will become unlucky!

   That night, the ruins on Yunshang were very lively, and the artificers did not know what to do, and in short, they blew up a quarter of the ruins of the battle of the gods!

  The remaining three-quarters also activated the barrier of self-protection due to severe damage, and became inaccessible again.

  That night, the cloud elves and sky giants suffered numerous casualties.

  I don’t know the situation on Cyberron, and I dare not care about it.

   All I know is that because of that big bang, Flynn's collapsed land fell to the world.

   Many forces have seen this.

  Countless hands scrambled for Flynn's godhead.

   Fortunately.

   This godhead was finally obtained by me.

  However, it is impossible for the cloud elves, sky giants, and cyber dragons to just give up their godheads.

   They were always paying attention to Flynn's breath.

  In order to avoid extraneous branches.

  I took the godhead and flew away and disappeared without a trace.

   For a long time, I put the godhead in a lead box and didn't even dare to take a second look.

  …

   Years later.

   They gradually relaxed their pursuit of Godhead.

   And I finally had the opportunity to understand this treasure.

quickly.

  I discovered two problems with this treasure.

  First, Flynn's field is not simple. He mainly focuses on acting, and he even merged some plagues.

  If I want to be promoted to a demigod, I will definitely be affected by the plague.

  I hate the plague. In my legendary path, the plague is an option that must be erased absolutely.

   This has to be overcome, no doubt about it.

  Second, Flynn's godhood seems to have been polluted by something, and there is a trace of crazy spiritual imprint.

  I traced the source of the brand and found that it was related to a twilight creature named "Acitana".

  He is in charge of dark areas such as voodoo, destruction, tricks, sudden death, and sudden death.

  If I merge directly, I will inevitably be polluted by Asitana.

  Even if one successfully becomes a demigod, one's mental state will become a hidden worry afterwards.

   This is also a problem that needs to be overcome.

  Next.

   It took me three months to create a plan.

  In this plan, I need to find an unlucky guy, let him find the way for me, wade for me, and face the pollution of Asitana for me.

  At the same time, when I plunder the demigod fruit, I can successfully strip the plague domain contained in the godhead.

  In order to prevent my plan from being noticed in advance, I came to Zeshui City a long time ago.

  After observing for a year and a half.

   I found a nearly perfect option.

   That's Lawrence from the Southern Drama Theater.

   When we first met, this guy made a good impression on me.

  He is always so enthusiastic and cheerful, even if others ridicule him, he doesn't seem to mind, but he suffers the pain silently, and then returns the smile and humor to the audience.

   But soon, I discovered the dark side of Lawrence.

  In the circus, he often secretly abused animals to vent his anger.

  Outside of the theater, he would pretend to be the head of the theater Brandon and date girls, often making their bellies bigger and slandering Brandon.

   Poor Brandon may have too many women, and he can't remember who is who. Every woman who came to his door thought he did it himself.

  At the beginning, he was willing to pay some money, but he was soon emptied out, and he changed his appearance.

  Brandon's ugliness was seen by Lawrence.

  He was complacent about this, and intensified it, until he was caught by a girl he was dating once, and he stopped in time.

   What really prompted me to choose him as the unlucky guy was because I found out in an investigation that Lawrence had killed someone when he was very young!

  That incident happened when he was about eight or nine years old. At that time, one night, a tiger in the circus suddenly ran out of the cage and ate people.

   Afterwards, there are different opinions. No one knows how the tiger escaped from the cage. According to the previous rules, when the tiger is not training, it will be fed every day, so that it will not attack and eat people at night.

   There is no conclusion to this matter in the end.

   But we can be sure of two things—

   First, Lawrence was responsible for feeding the tiger that night.

  Secondly, the person who died was the deputy head of the regiment, Jess, who had the worst attitude towards Lawrence and was always beating, scolding and whipping him.

  Probably out of trust in the children, no one believed that Lawrence would kill Jess.

  Only his wife determined that Lawrence was the murderer who killed Jess with a woman's intuition.

  But at the request of the leader, she can't do anything, at most she can only run on Lawrence with words every day.

  Of course, Jess and his wife contributed a lot to Lawrence's abuse in those years.

   And after I learned the whole story through spells and special abilities, I took action.

  I let Lawrence obtain a godhead that I modified after an accidental fall.

  I have attached the knowledge and rituals needed to become a demigod in the godhood.

  Of course, I concealed an important part, and I also moved some hands and feet on the godhead.

  By these means, I can ensure that he ascends to demigod on the day I want.

  Of course, I also gave Lawrence a chance to be good. If he was pure enough and refused to become the Lord of Plagues, things would not have progressed to the next step.

  You can laugh at my hypocrisy, and I do have bad intentions, but I never thought of killing him.

  Even if he loses his godhead, relying on the inheritance of the bard that I attached to the godhead, it is enough to bring him back to life.

  It's a pity that once people's desires are magnified, they can never go back, right?

   Well, I admit, from this point of view, I am indeed a bad kind.

  In short, after introducing Lawrence to the performance of the Plague Lord.

  I started looking for candidates for my leading role.

   That's right.

   Lawrence has his demigod rites.

   I have mine too.

   You saw me take away his godhead with ease that day, not only because of my domain and strength above his, but also because of my performance.

   Sorry Matthew.

  You are the protagonist and audience I finally chose.

  From the first moment we met.

  My promotion to demigod ceremony began.

   (The **** canned tangerines are so sweet! Captain Halima came over and asked me if I needed water, of course I did, I was dying of thirst! I'll go there now, and I'll write when I get back)

   (It was already dark when I came back, that damned girl has amazing physical strength, who knew that the water she mentioned didn’t mean it literally, I’m even thirstier now, forget it, take a sip of sugar water and continue writing)

  —Speaking of acting, don’t you still think I’m a super rich second generation?

   That's a lie to you!

  Think about it carefully, during the many days I have been with you, what aspects of my performance made you think that I am particularly rich?

   Actually only the first face, right?

  A few bottles of cheap holy water, some counterfeit spells and scrolls, just the right acting and arrogance, and a simple and rude line.

   You're convinced of that, right?

   It's not your fault.

  I've used this trick on a lot of people, and it almost never works.

  Every time this process goes down, everyone feels from the bottom of their hearts that I am a rich second generation.

   This is the importance of "Laws of Performance: First Impressions"!

   With this preconceived impression.

  Even if I pick and choose in the market afterwards and bargain with others, you will only think that I am a smart rich second generation, and you will not realize that I am ostentatious.

  After entering the rainforest, I don’t need to deliberately perform, just do a few details casually, and you will make up the rest yourself, am I right?

  Sorry little Matthew.

   This is the first place where I deceived you, and here I also completed the first step of the ritual—

   "Identity Fraud."

   Then comes the second step—

   "Cognitive Fraud."

  When you were traveling in the rainforest and Kordo City, you must have heard the news that a bohemian poet broke through the Naga Palace by himself, right?

  The news spread wildly both at sea and on land.

  I know you must admire and envy me after listening to it.

   Just thinking about that scene makes me want to laugh.

  Sorry little Matthew.

   This is the result of my six or seven fellow bards spreading rumors on the coastline day and night.

  I didn’t really lie to you this time. It only takes six or seven bards to exert their strength at the same time, and a storm-like news effect can be formed in a certain area.

  The most ridiculous thing is.

   Not only people on shore believed this outrageous story.

  Even the Naga in the sea believed it!

  Those Naga warriors who were far away from the palace thought that civil strife had really broken out, so they fought each other without saying a word.

   When I left, they were still fighting.

  I don’t know the story behind it anymore, the Naga should stop.

should.

   Then there is the third step.

   During the day of the night of the ceremony, when I took you to buy tickets, I lied that I didn’t have enough gold coins and borrowed a sum of money from you.

  Sorry little Matthew, you definitely won't get the money back.

   This is also part of the ritual—

   "Money Fraud."

to here.

  Matthew, you have almost been deceived by me with money.

  But there is still a last point that must be achieved in the ceremony, and it is also the most difficult point on my road to demigod——

   That's "trust fraud"!

  In the theater, when a good show is on.

  I told you that you only need to be a spectator, but in fact you and I still have to enter in the end.

  I asked you to trust me, but at that time I was already full of flaws.

  I know, at that time you have already noticed the abnormality.

  If you keep digging, or walk away, then my ritual is doomed to fail.

   But you don't.

   I appreciate your trust in me.

  I know it's not because of my good acting skills or other reasons, but because you really treat me as a friend.

  This is also the point that makes me feel guilty the most.

  Afterwards, I left the Plague Domain to you, which will make my little conscience feel better.

  But as you said, friends should trust each other and not hurt each other.

  I don't know if my actions count as hurting you.

   If so, I'm sorry.

  If you go away from me, I won't have any complaints.

But if you think that I, a guy full of lies, can still be saved, and you are still willing to continue to be friends with me, then please write back to let me know (I am traveling far away at the moment, and I have no fixed place. I will contact you as soon as I have a new address. Tell you, if you want to write back, just write it and give it to Sweetie, the albatross who comes to you from time to time).

I swear.

   I may fool anyone in the future.

   But only not to deceive you.

my friend.

   Matthew.

  —your best friend.

  20 Bard & 1 Twilight Singer & Deceitful Demigod.

  Master of Musical Instruments & Weapons Master & Amateur Tomb Raider & Smandy's Lie Handler & Honorary Citizen of Cloud City & Sword Singer of Deep Blue Harbor & No. 3 of the Top 10 Most Popular Men on the East Coast of the New Decade.

  Losoren Lankey, who was 45 years old at the time but felt that he was not old at all. "

  …

  Close the stationery.

   Matthew was filled with emotion.

  Lorland's self-report didn't exceed his expectations.

  While watching "a good show" in the theater, Matthew has already noticed many things are wrong.

  The subsequent choice can only be said to be a matter of opinion.

   Now it seems that the result seems to be not bad?

   Network: Legendary poet +1.

   "If one trust can be exchanged for the friendship of a legend and a demigod poet, it is estimated that many people will sign up enthusiastically?"

  Matthew smiled.

  He didn't reply immediately.

   Instead, close your eyes and enjoy the tranquility on the way home.

   But this tranquility did not last long.

  The carriage stopped.

  The coachman chatted with a few people outside for a while.

   After a while.

  A gentle young male voice came in:

   "Hello, I'm a resident of Rolling Stone Town. I have something urgent to go to the South Trading Station, but my carriage broke down on the road, and I won't be able to fix it in a while."

   "Can you take me all the way?"

  Matthew opened the curtain and found that the other party was a young man who was only a little bit worse than himself.

  He stood there alone, not far away there was a carriage parked by the side of the road, and the driver was checking something under the carriage.

  The young man looked anxious.

   "Okay, come up."

   They are all from Rolling Stone Town, and Matthew doesn't mind taking him along the way.

"Thanks!"

  The man said gratefully.

   There is not much space in this carriage.

  After the man got into the car, Laila squeezed into it immediately, and ended up being next to Matthew.

  A faint fragrance entered Matthew's mouth and nose.

  He quietly moved a few steps to the side, but got closer to the strange man.

   "Sorry to trouble you."

  The man apologized.

   Then he extended his hand towards Matthew generously:

   "My name is Howard, Howard Joels. I have businesses in the southern trading post and Rolling Stone Town. How do you call them?"

  Matthew stretched out his hand subconsciously.

   can be suddenly.

  He felt that the name seemed familiar.

  …

  (end of this chapter)