A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees - #304 - Chapter 304 - Chapter 304: Your Bread Is Too Delicious!

Chapter 304: Your Bread Is Too Delicious!

Translator: Lonelytree

“This Lord Matthew is really an extremely pragmatic person.”

David sighed softly.

Three days later, at 4:15 AM.

A group of apprentices in academy robes walked out of the cauldron house. They looked around curiously. If the buildings in the mage quarter were considered gorgeous and in line with the apprentices’ knowledge as they left the town, everything in front of them seemed to be a little backwards.

Matthew didn’t care about the apprentices’ gazes. He brought them to the wasteland north of the oak forest and said calmly,

“Everyone must move within the area I specify. If anyone leaves without permission, I don’t mind reviving them and using another method to get them to serve me.”

Everyone’s spirits were lifted when they heard that. “Lesley, I’ll leave the rest to you.”

After saying this, Matthew left without looking back.

Only the acolytes were left behind, staring blankly at the desolate scenery around them.

Lambier was an apprentice of the spell class. He was very good at summoning creatures from another world with spells.

After the interview, he had no confidence at all because he felt that his performance on the spot was terrible, and he did not highlight the spells he was good at.

However, he soon received a notification that he had passed the interview.

This made him ecstatic.

He carefully prepared himself according to the instructions on the note. Even though Lord Matthew brought him to a wasteland, his enthusiasm for the project did not decrease.

However, the next moment, when Lesley announced that the mission assigned to them by Lord Matthew was to dig a hole in the wasteland according to a certain pattern, everyone lost their composure.

It was the same for Lambier.

However, Lesley had made it very clear that this was Lord Matthew’s original intention.

“If you are unwilling, you can withdraw now. Lord Matthew won’t pursue this matter, but once you start, it won’t be so easy to give up halfway.”

As she spoke, Lesley pointed at the slow-moving undead in the distance and said,

“That is the Scar of Death. Strictly speaking, we are indeed working near the project site. Lord Matthew promised that he would give each of us 0.5 Knowledge Points after the event. All we need to do is to obediently dig a hole for him for half a month. Is there a simpler source of points in the world than this? Not to mention that after the project is over, we will receive a recommendation letter from Lord Matthew and an excellent resume from participating in Project Al.

“I’ve already made it very clear. Those who think digging holes are above them can go now.”

No one left.

It was the same for Lambier.

What a joke. Wasn’t it just digging a hole? Could it be that digging a hole was more dangerous than participating in a real spell experiment?

Everyone had done everything possible to get this opportunity, so they naturally wouldn’t back down because of it.

Very quickly.

They received shovels from Lesley.

While digging a hole according to the distribution map, a mage apprentice had an idea and summoned a bear to help him. The others followed suit.

Most of the people present were mages, so which one of them didn’t have one or two contracted beasts?

Soon, more than a dozen contracted beasts appeared out of thin air on the barren land.

These various contracted creatures worked hard to assist their masters in digging.

The scene was in full swing.

Lambier worked like this for an entire day, from early morning to dusk.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought of slacking off and resting.

However, whenever he was hungry.

The girl called Palaya always came over with a big basket of magic bread.

When he was thirsty.

There was always a Frey guy who stuttered over and asked,

“Do you want water? I can produce clean water at any time.”

In the evening.

The exhausted Lambier was surprised to find that a cluster of mushroom huts had appeared behind them.

According to Lesley and the apprentice responsible for building the mushroom hut.

They would be sleeping in such a house for the next half a month. Although the mushroom hut smelled strong, it was at least safer than a tent.

In the evening.

However, not long after.

Suddenly, a commotion came from outside, and several mage apprentices screamed excitedly.

Lambier went out to take a look and saw a Tauren skeleton pushing a cart in. As she walked, she shouted,

“This is Rolling Stone Town’s dining car, Rolling Stone Town’s dining car! Does anyone want to try the local food of Rolling Stone Town? 3 Gold Coins per serving, 3 Gold Coins per serving!”

Many acolytes surrounded her.

Smelling the alluring fragrance of the delicacies.

Lambier was very tempted.

He thought about it and decided that 3 gold coins for dinner were not too expensive, so he went over and bought one set.

A moment later.

When Lambier, who had sweated all day and eaten bread for most of the day, was eating hot food in the mushroom hut with tears in his eyes, he suddenly felt that life was so fulfilling! “This place doesn’t seem to be that bad.”

He thought so.

At night.

A figure quietly appeared outside the door of a mushroom hut.

This scene happened to be seen by Lesley, who was patrolling nearby.

She didn’t say anything but pursed her lips.

“I knew it. Damn it. Why not me?”

She watched Matthew’s figure enter the mushroom hut where her best friend

Palaya was.

Driven by curiosity.

Lesley boldly leaned against the door and listened to the movements inside.

“Lord Matthew? What are you doing?”

Palaya’s voice was full of seduction.

While Lesley was happy for her best friend, she couldn’t help but reveal a disdainful expression.

“Little b * tch!”

In the next second.

She heard Matthew’s serious voice.

“I have to tell you something. Your bread is too delicious!”

“Ah?” Palaya was completely confused. “Did you come here in the middle of the night to eat more bread? Or something extra?”

Her voice was full of temptation.

Matthew said firmly, “Remember to make the bread taste worse tomorrow!” As he spoke.

He turned around and left the mushroom hut, bumping into Lesley.