This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 89

"Warning (Perception Successful): You have discovered a mimic disguised as an 'unlocked interdimensional treasure chest' (LV10)!"

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Mimics.

Creatures that look like treasure chests, they are widely spread across the continent of Aendora, especially in underground dungeons.

These devious beings are the bane of adventurers.

Not only do they quietly devour the loot that adventurers rightfully earned, but they won't spare the adventurers themselves.

It is said that items devoured by mimics are often transported to an extradimensional plane called the "Treasure Chest Paradise."

A being known as the "King of Chests" rules over everything there.

There are legends that claim all mimics in the world are created by the King of Chests and scattered across the world through temporal rifts, all to collect treasures on His behalf.

As a result, Treasure Chest Paradise has accumulated unimaginable wealth over countless years.

Many adventurers spend their whole lives trying to trace the footsteps of Treasure Chest Paradise.

Sadly, no one has ever been reported to succeed.

Matthew despised mimics more than anything in his life!

These creatures not only destroyed the joy of stumbling upon a lone treasure chest in the wilderness but also craved for your flesh!

Matthew's anger surged, and he discreetly called upon two skeletal Imps to block the mimic's escape route. Then, he reached into his bag and pulled out Edson's nail hammer. He ruthlessly swung it at the mimic.

Thanks to the "Nail Hammer Specialization" gifted by Edson, Matthew could still wield this weapon despite his lack of strength.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The mimic hadn't figured out what was happening before its entire body was completely smashed!

"Hint: You used the 'Exotic Weapon: Nail Hammer' to kill a mimic. Your proficiency with the nail hammer +1.

You obtained loot from the mimic's belly:

• Two blood-stained books.
• A rare metal (unidentified).
• A cloth glove (partial armor +0.5).
• A small amount of gold coins.
• Three preserved sheep intestines (one tied, the other end open).
• Two partially undigested finger bones."

Ignoring these strange items, Matthew retrieved the two blood-stained books from the mimic's remains. After wiping off the bloodstains with a cloth, the true content of these hefty tomes was revealed.

"Roaming Guide to the Dark Realms," authored by the non-man-eating Black Bearman.

"Love Story of Deep Bottom City," authored by the innocent Zouer Ah.

"Do authors from the Dark Realms all have such peculiar pen names?" Matthew wondered.

He flipped through the pages for a moment and was utterly astonished!

While "Roaming Guide to the Dark Realms" was passable, with its poor writing style and convoluted narrative, at least it offered some insight into the customs and culture of the Dark Realms.

As for the credibility of the information within, Matthew couldn't say for sure.

But this book, "Love Story of Deep Bottom City," was beyond the pale!

Matthew quickly scanned the story's summary and found it to be written in the first person, narrating the tumultuous life of a Zouer girl named "Mila."

The story began with Mila's birth and recounted the relentless abuse she suffered as a minor at the hands of her adoptive mother. As an adult, Mila experienced several internal wars in Deep Bottom City, eventually becoming its lord through extraordinary means.

This was all in the first chapter.

Starting from the second chapter, Matthew's head began to throb severely—

After becoming the city lord, Mila genuinely fell in love with three male Zouers, and together they bore six daughters, all male infants drowned at birth.

Fourteen years later, our protagonist, Mila, was betrayed by her eldest daughter, and the story ended with Mila reluctantly taking her life.

Sixteen years later, Mila was betrayed by her second daughter, and once again, Mila reluctantly took her life.

Seventeen years later, before the third daughter could betray her, Mila took her life, struggling through immense pain.

Twenty years later, her fourth, fifth, and sixth daughters united to betray her. Mila was forced to abdicate and was exiled to the "Cold Dragon Pool" with her three former consorts.

On their journey, all three of her consorts abandoned the oaths they once swore, leaving Mila one by one.

Ultimately, it was Mila alone who kept her promise in the face of the failure of the Dark Elf Palace, enduring a torturous journey to the exile grounds at the Cold Dragon Pool.

There, she suffered from hunger and cold, her magical abilities sealed. She was tormented by many of the Zouers she had once exiled, subjecting her to days and nights of torture.

In her despair, Mila began to recall the story of her difficult life. "Love Story of Deep Bottom City" was written in these circumstances.

The most preposterous thing was—

Matthew realized, with a sinking feeling, that he had only read the first half of the book!

The conclusion of this work was written like this—

"I'm probably about to die.

The water in the Cold Dragon Pool may not be cold enough to freeze my heart, as I can't feel any temperature, and my body is weakened to the extreme.

I'm certainly going to die.

Because I've seen the shadow of death.

He has come to claim my life.

I'm finally going to die!

Huh?

Death?

Why?

So gentle?

Ah?"

Off-screen Narration: At the moment of her death, Mila encountered the Grim Reaper, but he was unwilling to take her life. It turns out that our heroine was just too beautiful, even the Grim Reaper fell in love with her!

The Grim Reaper resurrected Mila but had a condition. He wanted Mila to bear many children for him, and all of them had to be boys, not drowned after birth.

Mila, of course, couldn't agree!

Our Zouer tradition is to drown male infants immediately after birth.

How could she resist the overbearing power of the Grim Reaper?

Poor Mila was taken by the Grim Reaper to a mysterious palace, where she endured humiliation day and night. Within three years, she gave birth to seven male infants!

These male infants grew up into something quite terrifying; they became tools of revenge for the Grim Reaper against the Heavenly Palace.

After all of this, Mila, with the support of the Grim Reaper and her sons, returned to Deep Bottom City. And just at that moment, the city, under the rule of Mila's three daughters, was facing a massive crisis. Can Mila seize the opportunity to take revenge on her daughters?

Will Mila's sons spark conflict with her daughters once again?

To find out what happens next, let us eagerly await the second half of "Love Story of Deep Bottom City"!

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"Can a normal person write something like this?" Matthew was deeply skeptical.

The author of this book clearly had a profound understanding of Deep Bottom City and the customs of the Zouer Elves. They delved into the female-centric society, the clan structure, and everyone gathered around the main mother.

Moreover, they even knew about the Heavenly Palace, and many details revealed impressive knowledge.

But, it was still such an outrageously bizarre plot that left Matthew completely puzzled.

He hesitated for a moment.

"Maybe it's better not to spread this spiritual pollution any further."

A faint light ignited at his fingertips.

"Spell: Fire Tongue."

Matthew rarely burned books, but this one was just too insane. Many of the descriptions made his scalp tingle. So, he decided to burn it, purging his own soul in the process.

The faint flame quickly consumed the book.

A few minutes later.

"Love Story of Deep Bottom City" was reduced to a small fragment of the spine, composed of an unknown material.

"Hmm?"

Matthew picked up the piece of the spine from the ground, wiped away the ashes, and was surprised to find a series of mysterious runes.

"Is this a secret tome?"

Matthew's heart skipped a beat.

...

"Hint: You've discovered 'Chapter of the Scarlet Perfume: Confusion of Desire' (a page from a spell book).

You can insert this chapter into any spell book of any type. Once fully charged, you can use the spells recorded in this chapter up to three times a day. The current spell details are as follows:

Confusion of Desire: You exhale a light pink mist from your mouth, carrying a strong aroma and the scent of pheromones. Anyone enveloped in the mist will quickly fall into a state of confusion and desire, completely pliable.

Best used in conjunction with 'Love Elixir' or 'Passion Powder.'

Base spell duration: 20 minutes.

Caring Spell: Select a target and, for three consecutive days without alerting the target, mark them with a magical symbol. From the fourth day until the forty-ninth day, you can send a magical message to the target at specific times, conveying the warmth of caring.

Note: A maximum of 7 targets can be 'cared' for simultaneously."

...

Matthew's eyes lit up!

These two spells were excellent!

In the eyes of most people on XX, the Confusion of Desire and Caring Spell might just be some sleazy tricks. The former could only be used to force the opposite sex or indulge in pleasures, while the latter might be used for relentless pursuit or central air conditioning.

But in Matthew's eyes, the former was a close-range assassination skill with long-lasting charm and control abilities.

The latter could be used for targeted communication or as an intimidating spell.

The only issue was adaptability.

Although the Chapter of the Scarlet Perfume clearly stated that all spell books could be inserted, Matthew compared the sizes of his Shield Psalms and the Chapter of the Scarlet Perfume.

There was quite a difference.

The Shield Psalms were palm-sized, while the spine containing the Chapter of the Scarlet Perfume was three to four times larger!

"Can this be inserted?"

Matthew tried it.

The remaining page slowly slipped into the empty layer behind the Shield Psalms.

In that moment.

Matthew could clearly feel the reluctance of the Shield Psalms.

It was resisting with all its might.

But soon enough.

This resistance was dissipated by a faint red light emitted from the Chapter of the Scarlet Perfume.

Ultimately.

The Chapter of the Scarlet Perfume successfully integrated into the Shield Psalms, and its size also shrunk to palm-size.

Matthew opened the expanded page of the Shield Psalms and found that both of these spells were now usable.

But he didn't attempt to cast them because he had no suitable targets.

"The Chapter of the Scarlet Perfume's remaining page is hidden within the spine of 'Love Story of Deep Bottom City.' If this book has been published many times, could other copies contain similar content?"

Matthew suddenly became very interested in this book.

He took out "The Guide to Wandering the Dark Hell" again, removed its spine, and found it to be empty.

"I guess I'll have to wait for Lysanna to wake up to inquire. She's a Zouer native from Deep Bottom City; she should have heard of this author."

After tidying up the things left by the treasure chest monster.

Matthew commanded the skeletal zombies to clean up the battlefield while pulling more undead out of the ruins.

Others also began to take action, with some helping clean up the battlefield and others trying to find an exit.

Not long after.

Slight vibrations came from above the cave again.

Everyone's expressions changed.

Bobo said calmly, "Don't worry, it's probably just aftershocks from the explosion we had earlier. I have a lot of experience with this; it's not a big deal."

As she spoke.

The dust and stones began to fall sparsely from above their heads.

"Let's find a place to take cover!"

Matthew hurriedly reminded.

At this moment, the shaking above became more intense, and the people below were covered in sand and dust.

Fortunately, the stalactites remained securely attached to the stone walls.

After a while.

The shaking stopped, and the dust gradually settled.

"See, my judgment is pretty accurate, right?"

Bobo smugly adjusted her helmet.

Bang!

A loud noise resounded on her head.

A blue object bounced off her helmet, and then hopped around the edge a few times before finally landing on the dusty ground.

"What's this?"

Bobo looked down in amazement.

"This is a magic crystal!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Soon enough, Bobo's head rang with consecutive noises.

Small stones, either blue, red, or yellow, kept falling.

This time, however, no one dodged them.

Everyone watched with joy as the stones landed on their faces!

"High-purity magic crystals! My goodness, there are so many, we're going to get rich!"

Li Weiqi said excitedly.

But the next moment.

He returned to his normal expression.

"Wait, it's you who's going to get rich, not us."

"These things have nothing to do with me!"

But in his tone, there was a hint of frustration.

At this moment, Reiga came over, patted his shoulder, and said with glee:

"I understand you. It must be because the Panlong doesn't like money. Don't worry; I'll take care of your share for you."

Li Weiqi gritted his teeth and said:

"It's the Discipline this time!"

"It's the Discipline!"

...

An unexpected shower of gemstones livened up the atmosphere within the team.

Everyone gathered the magic crystals they had picked up.

After estimating, Matthew and Reiga figured that this small chest of magic crystals was probably worth around 6000 to 8000 gold coins.

Evenly divided among the people present, it was around 2000 each.

Except for Reiga, for the rest, this was a considerable sum.

Bobo was quite alright.

When Lumi heard that these gems were extremely valuable, his eyes lit up.

"2000 gold coins? I can buy so many things from the outside for my tribe!"

He couldn't help but rub his hands together in excitement.

Seeing this, Matthew made a proposal:

"Regarding these magic crystals, I happen to have a plan that I'm about to put into action. If you find my plan interesting after I explain, we can proceed as planned. If you'd like to take your share and go, that's also fine, and we can distribute it now. My plan is as follows: We can use this money to establish a small consortium. The primary task of the consortium will be to purchase some specialties and magical items from the cities in the northern Gold Coast and transport them to our familiar inland areas, such as Rolling Stone Town and the surrounding major cities to sell. The selected goods I have in mind have nearly ten times the profit margin, or even more. As long as we control the quantity of goods shipped, it will hardly affect local market prices. So, taking the high-end boutique route is entirely feasible. As for the most challenging route, I basically have a strategy to deal with that. Right now, all you need is a little investment, and you will all become founders of this consortium. Once the subsequent plan unfolds smoothly, in the next few years or even decades, depending on your initial investment, you will all share the profits generated by the consortium's activities. If the consortium becomes larger and stronger from here, it might even offer you additional benefits. Now, do any of you have any detailed questions?"

Matthew looked expectantly at the others.

"I agree!"

Bobo raised her hand first.

"So, am I a boss now?"

Li Weiqi waved his hand and said, "I won't be involved in the profit-sharing or money-making, but if your consortium is established, can you give me an honorary founder position?"

"If one day I'm so poor that I have nothing to eat, at least I can mooch off your consortium."

Reiga, on the other hand, looked at Matthew with profound meaning and asked, "How long have you been planning this consortium?"

"I don't have any objections," Li Weiqi said, "but before the establishment, remember to go to the City Hall and report. Rolling Stone Town has been vigorously supporting businesses these past two years. Let Lizz help you with it; you can strive for at least a three-year tax exemption policy."

Only Lumière seemed somewhat indecisive.

"Matthew, I want to know if it's possible to incur losses by establishing this consortium?"

Matthew seriously replied, "I don't rule out the possibility of incurring losses, but in my personal judgment, the likelihood of making a profit is higher."

Lumière hesitated for a moment but ultimately shook his head.

He looked somewhat apologetic as he gazed at Matthew, "I'm sorry, my tribe probably needs this money more right now."

"It can help us get out of the rainforest faster."

Matthew didn't force him.

He distributed Lumière's share right on the spot.

The rest agreed to let Matthew temporarily manage the funds until the consortium was officially established.

Although Lumière didn't want to invest, he was still very interested in the consortium's activities.

He expressed on the spot that after the consortium was established, he would be more than willing to work for everyone.

This road through the rainforest must also be unobstructed for members of the consortium.

Matthew felt that Lumière said this out of guilt, so he just chuckled and bypassed the topic.

"So, what should we do next?"

Bobo looked at Matthew with eager eyes.

"Do we go back the way we came, or do we go deeper into the underground city?"

Before Matthew could reply, the group sensed something unusual nearby.

"Lyla?!"

Sometime during this, Lyla had awakened from her coma.

Her body was suspended in the air, as if a force held her, and patches of black oil flowed out of the void, repairing her heavily damaged body.

"The Dusk Creator, Gairan, has accepted me!"

She hung her head, murmuring softly.

A dangerous aura was rapidly spreading.

"Warning: Your temporary companion Lyla has been chosen by the 'Dusk Creator: Gairan' and has become a 'Shadow Oathbreaker'!"

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