This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees - Chapter 54

The spirit of nature is both conservative and open-minded!

Watching Ella fly away in shyness, Matthew felt a thousand emotions in his heart.

He returned to his cabin and transcribed his conversation with the goddess in a handwritten form. Although he could bypass the intellectual puzzle lock, Matthew still couldn't be a hundred percent sure that he wouldn't be disturbed.

In the next few days.

Matthew's tree planting project slowed down slightly.

In the past month, he had planted a staggering 452 trees, which was truly incredible compared to the past.

And Ella deserved a lot of credit for this achievement.

If it weren't for her tirelessly encouraging the seeds to sprout and Matthew's mastery of the "Rapid Growth" spell, the results of the past month wouldn't have been so significant.

In theory.

Rockstone Town only had three suitable tree-planting seasons: March, April, May, and October. Matthew should have gone all out during these times.

Unfortunately, the seedlings in the greenhouse were running out – the oak tree seeds he bought last time had serious problems, and many of the seeds couldn't even be revived by Ella, the spirit of nature. After that, the merchant Jeff never appeared in the market in Rockstone Town again.

No one in the town usually went to the Watcher's Heights, and for a while, Matthew lost his source of seeds.

He took the time to commission another merchant to bring him goods, but it was unknown when he would receive them.

The logistics in this world were still too inefficient.

On the other hand, Matthew had many other things to consider, such as advancing his skills and building a cemetery.

In the underground cave.

Silvermoon zombies were wandering unconsciously.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A few crows flew in from somewhere and dared to peck at the flesh of the zombies. However, their sharp beaks were blocked by the "Barkskin" spell.

The crows persisted for a while, unable to get any meat, and flew away disappointed.

Deep within the cave.

Several figures were still busy.

"Yes, nail it here. Thanks!"

Mage's fire and torches illuminated a corner of the cave.

There were shadows on the walls.

Under Matthew's command, several guards gathered the last circle of fences against the wall and placed a wooden sign sprayed with red paint outside the fence.

The sign read: "Matthew's Cemetery (Beware of Zombies!)"

After setting up a few warning traps that Matthew had personally arranged, the approximate boundaries of the cemetery were defined.

The cave where the cemetery was located was originally an abandoned underground mine.

There were several passages leading to the deep underground all around.

To prevent any unforeseen incidents, Matthew not only set up warning signs around the cemetery but also collapsed those passages.

In this way, except for a few paths leading to the surface oak forest, the cemetery became a closed underground space.

Matthew's zombies and skeletons would roam freely here.

Although it lacked individual rooms.

It was much more spacious than the previous undead dormitory.

"When I return from White Rock City, I'll plant a whole circle of 'Shadowthorn' near the fence. Then the cemetery's negative energy will have a chance to circulate automatically."

After giving some tips, Matthew saw off the guards who had helped with the construction.

He stood on the edge of the fence, lost in thought.

Behind him, the shadows of the sparse undead lingered.

To outsiders, this scene would only seem terrifying.

But for a necromancer who had grown accustomed to it, it exuded an indescribable beauty.

"But the Shadowthorn seeds aren't cheap either. Sigh, it seems that regardless of the era, you can't get far without money."

Matthew shook his head with a bitter smile in his heart.

Shadowthorn is a type of plant that grows in the underworld. Similar to Phantom Butterflies, Shadowthorns feed on negative energy. However, during the night when the undead are active, Shadowthorns release a certain amount of negative energy to promote the circulation of negative energy in the area. Only during the day do they absorb a small amount of negative energy for their growth.

The greatest advantage of this plant is that it doesn't require sunlight; it only needs water and can be planted underground.

Once the area around the cemetery is filled with Shadowthorns, the negative energy there will hardly leak out.

At that time, Matthew also planned to add things that the undead liked in the cemetery: coffins, burial shrouds, negative energy springs, loose bones, ropes, saws, and decay pouch plants...

Matthew's goal was to turn this place into a mini negative energy plane!

In the future, he even thought about integrating the ecosystems of the aboveground and underground spaces, forming a mutually recycling closed system.

He had even thought of a name for the relevant field.

"Let's call it the 'Ecosphere'!"

"Eondor doesn't seem to have such a field yet. When I advance to a legendary level and can create my own field, the Ecosphere might become a higher-level new field to encompass the 'Oak Trees' and the 'Undead'."

"Now, my body carries two legendary paths, and I must find a way to cover or unite them. Even if I can't achieve that, at least they should be balanced with each other."

Just as Matthew was daydreaming by the wooden sign.

There was a sudden sound of rolling stones deep in the cave.

Matthew's heart tightened.

That was the direction of the tunnel he had previously collapsed!

Before he could gather the undead...

A shiny bald head emerged from the tunnel.

When the bald man saw Matthew, he was also surprised.

"We meet again, uh, Matthew, right?"

Matthew looked at Lysanna behind Lee Wichi in surprise.

"Mr. Lee, what are you doing here?"

Lee Wichi rubbed his hands, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"These days, I've been tracking the underground creatures by following their scent and dismantled three nests of underground creatures, but they still managed to escape. Two days ago, I had a fight with a group of awakened Winterclaws, and we almost ended up in the territory of the Abyssal Cragfish. In the end, I circled back to the original spot."

"When I was close to the surface, I accidentally got lost, so I had to make my way in an unconventional manner."

Matthew walked over quickly.

He noticed a passage that could only accommodate one person had appeared where the tunnel had collapsed before!

Beside it were scattered rocks.

Matthew was somewhat surprised.

"Mr. Lee, did you dig this tunnel by hand?"

Lee Wichi replied warmly, "Don't call me Mr. Lee, call me Lee Wichi, or just Lee."

"As for the tunnel, of course, I didn't dig it by hand. I used 'Qi'."

"Qi?" Matthew had heard of it vaguely. He knew it was a supernatural energy practiced by monks, with a nature completely different from mana.

"Lee, I noticed that your Qi seems somewhat unique," Matthew recalled the day he confronted the enemy and heard the dragon's roar from behind. He couldn't help but ask further.

Based on what he knew, ordinary monks couldn't produce a dragon's roar.

And Lee Wichi's job suffix was "Dragoncaller," which meant he was one of the unique ones among monks.

"That's right," Lee Wichi didn't shy away but openly explained, "The 'Dragon Monastery' I'm initiated in is a somewhat unique branch within the monks. We not only cultivate Qi but also strive to simulate the forms of transcendent beings in the universe using Qi. Dragons are just one of those forms. In the Dragon Monastery, there are also monks who simulate deep-sea whales and sky serpents."

"Because of this kind of simulation, our Qi often carries different qualities and attributes. Compared to regular monks, our practice is more challenging. We must follow the precepts, meditate on our Qi, and, when necessary, track the transcendent beings we're simulating."

A wry smile appeared on his face as he spoke, "This path has its pros and cons. Simulating transcendent life grants us greater combat abilities, but if such transcendental beings no longer appear in this plane, our advancement possibilities are almost permanently lost."

Matthew, taken aback by this revelation, asked, "So, in all these years..."

Lee Wichi cheerfully continued, "Yes, for all these years, I've been running around hoping to find any traces of the being I've been simulating. Unfortunately, it hasn't appeared in the mortal world since it left a claw print at the Dragon Monastery two hundred years ago. I suspect it has left this plane entirely."

Unable to contain his curiosity, Matthew inquired, "What kind of creature is it?"

Lee Wichi used a very standard common language to pronounce the obscure term, "Panlong."

"It's a unique giant dragon, once active in the ancient eastern continent. Unlike the five-colored dragons, metal dragons, or rare dragons in Eondor, the Panlong is an even more ancient and powerful true dragon."

"According to records in the Dragon Monastery, Panlongs are legendary from birth and possess powers rivaling high-level legendaries or even deities once they reach maturity. I've comprehended Qi due to its claw print, but I've been hesitant to progress further as I haven't been able to find more traces of it."

"Perhaps, that's fate for you."

Eastern continent's giant dragon?

Matthew's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "Do you know about the Su Kingdom?"

Lee Wichi looked somewhat surprised and said, "You know the most famous country in the history of the eastern continent?"

Matthew was puzzled, "In history?"

Lee Wichi nodded, "I've traveled around the Endless Ocean and the western coasts, where I met some displaced Su tribe members living in those areas. They told me that there was once a very powerful empire on the eastern continent, but it was destroyed over a thousand years ago."

"It was because the empire was destroyed that you can find Su tribe settlements along the long coastlines of the Alu Inner Sea and the surrounding islands. Their ancestors crossed the sea in huge tower ships hundreds of years ago and settled in Eondor. Now, they retain the physical characteristics of the Su people, but most have assimilated into local life."

Destroyed over a thousand years ago?

Matthew was deeply puzzled.

If what Lee Wichi said was true.

Then what was the deal with the tower ship Samantha encountered in her childhood?

Matthew wanted to ask further.

However, Lee Wichi laughed and said, "Do you plan to have zombies and skeletons eavesdrop on our conversation the whole time?"

Matthew hurriedly led him out of the cemetery.

As they walked through the Oakwood Forest, Lee Wichi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes, his face was filled with curiosity, "Did you personally plant all these oak trees? It's incredible. I can feel the oaks' affection for you and your natural affinity. Heh heh, even as a monk, I'm not as welcomed by the forest as you are."

"But you're clearly a necromancer and even built a cemetery. Wait, are you planning to follow the Su tribe's path of balance too?"

A thought stirred in Matthew's mind, "The Su tribe's path of balance? Can you elaborate on that?"

Lee Wichi earnestly replied, "Sure, but everything comes at a cost."

Matthew nodded, "Name it, just ask."

Lee Wichi blinked, "Give me a sip of water. Thanks."

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