A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 180
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Chapter 180: What Class Do Necromancers Hate the Most?
Translator: Lonelytree
“Also, my people and I will be walking around the rainforest for the next period of time. If those ferocious beasts or natives take the initiative to attack me, don’t blame me for being ruthless!
“If you can agree to this, I can give Emma face and stay out of your way for the time being.”
Matthew knew that this negotiation would not end well.
He simply said vaguely,
I’m not sure if the Soul of the Rainforest will accept such conditions, especially after you robbed her, but I’ll convey these words to her.” Blinken sneered, “She will accept it.
“Brat, I don’t know what the Soul of the Rainforest promised you, but no matter how generous the reward is, it’s not as important as your life. You’re not so lucky to have a flying squirrel be a sacrifice for you, right?”
Matthew’s heart skipped a beat.
So, he knew everything that happened in Black Banyan’s dream realm after he left.
“What do you want to do in the rainforest? The Tomb of the Dragon? It doesn’t exist at all.”
He tried to pry more information out of Blinken.
However, Blinken only smiled faintly.
“Don’t ask so many questions, kid. Don’t do useless things. I’ve already sent my people away when we were negotiating.
“As for me, you should know that the person in front of you is just a mirror image. The real me is already thousands of miles away.”
As he spoke.
He turned around and walked away.
After ten steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at Matthew solemnly.
“Forget it. Since we’re both necromancers, I’ll give you one last piece of advice.”
Matthew asked,
“What is it?”
“When you wear a robe with tight cuffs, it’s best to always roll up your sleeves to avoid affecting your spellcasting.”
Blinken said seriously,
“Also, the second button on the inner lining of your shirt is not fastened.
Remember to button it immediately.”
After saying that, his figure immediately collapsed and turned into a puddle of water.
Xiuyi came over.
“So, is this negotiation a success or a failure?”
Matthew did not answer.
Instead, he quickly turned around and looked at Bobo, who was enduring the pain.
“Let’s heal the wounded first.”
The sparkling-emitting gloves were removed one by one and thrown into the pool beside the mud. White steam immediately rose from the water.
After the three layers of the iron sheet were removed, Bobo’s fair, small, and slightly fleshy fist was revealed. “No burns, but there are some slight fractures.”
Matthew carefully examined her hand.
As a Necromancer, he was a natural surgeon. Not many professions dared to say that they knew bones in front of a Necromancer. “I’ve received professional training. How could I be scalded?”
Bobo blushed and said,
“But fractures are inevitable. Sure enough, the burden of Level 1 charging is still too great for fists and gloves. But you all saw it just now, right? It’s really cool, isn’t it?”
Matthew smiled and nodded.
Without hesitation, he took out a scroll from his inventory and tore it.
The magic ripples were like fish swimming into Bobo’s fists and wrists, while some of them flowed along her skin to other parts.
Huh?” The latter moved her wrist a little and found that the slight fracture on her hand had recovered, and the bruises on her skin had disappeared. “Is that a Basic External Injury Healing Scroll? Was it expensive?”
Bobo asked hesitantly.
Matthew smiled and shook his head.
Seeing the embarrassed look on Bobo’s face, he naturally wouldn’t tell him that she was actually using an Intermediate External Injury Healing Scroll!
Fortunately, this thing was not expensive in Baiyan City. After all, necromancers were all skilled in surgery. “This is an intermediate scroll!”
Xiuyi suddenly interrupted,
“Mr. Matthew, you’re so rich! This scroll was sold for more than 120 gold coins in Condor City, and this was under the condition that people generally did not pay much attention to external injuries.”
Lumiöre had no concept of money, so he listened with interest.
Bobo didn’t seem to have any reaction after hearing that. It was just that the colour of the light on her helmet changed, looking very much like the neon lights in Matthew’s previous life.
Matthew casually explained, “I did not buy it that expensively.”
After saying this, he wanted to pinch his thigh.
Why did he only think about buying Underwater Breathing Scrolls from Condor City and selling them inland? Why didn’t he do the reverse with Baiyan City and Jiliu City?
If what Xiuyi said was true, and this scroll that sold for 8 Gold Coins in Baiyan City could be sold for more than ten times the price in the Gold Coast, then Matthew had to open up this trade route that ran through the north and south!
Of course, now was not the time to think about this.
Even though Bobo’s external injuries had been healed, everyone’s spirit had been greatly drained after the battle just now. They urgently needed a break to relieve their mental and physical stress.
Since the undead in the swamp were all taken away by the tornado, the Dragon Lich Disciples had most likely withdrawn.
Therefore, in theory, this was the safest place in the rainforest.
Matthew and the others found a place to camp.
He entrusted Xiuyi to stay in the temporary camp and asked Soldier to protect Bobo while he and Lumiere scouted the area.
The journey was calm.
Just as Matthew had guessed, there was not even a ghost in the depths of the swamp.
He then asked Lumiere,
“If it were you, would you be able to accept such a negotiation result?”
Lumiere said uncertainly,
“I don’t know. That necromancer is really strong. I can feel that if I were to face him one-on-one, I wouldn’t be his match..”
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