A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees Chapter 476 – Chapter 476: The Spore Society and the Dusk Elves

Chapter 476: The Spore Society and the Dusk Elves

Translator: Lonelytree

Quick, answer me, Magic Mirror Trian. Is this conversation common among human couples?”

A square face quickly appeared on the magic mirror.

“The answer is yes.” Clayde mumbled,

“Looks like they didn't lie to me.

“I better prepare some gifts for that man tomorrow. He's so young, but he only knows how to copy scrolls all night long.”

The next morning, Matthew woke up early.

According to his agreement with Margaret, he would go to Clayde first and create an opportunity for Margaret to explore Eternal Island alone on the pretext that she was not feeling well and wanted to rest more.

The dragon race's requirements for sleep were obviously different from humans. As soon as Matthew left the treehouse, Clayde came up to him.

This old dragon had obviously not slept the entire night.

He invited Matthew to visit his collection of undead creatures.

Matthew readily agreed.

The two of them came to the bottom of the dragon's nest. On the cliff about ten meters above the sea, there were individual rooms carved out here.

These rooms were all connected to the dragon nest.

There was a siren guarding every room.

Most of the rooms were filled with items of unknown significance.

Many of them were even salted fish, seaweed, and other items.

However, Matthew knew that all of this was just the effect of camouflage.

Clayde brought Matthew to the most spacious room.

After Matthew entered, he found that the cave was empty. There was only a small sandbox on the stone platform in the middle.

He walked closer to take a look.

He realized that the sand table was filled with undead creatures!

“Shrinking technique?” Matthew asked.

Clayde nodded.

“I spent a lot of money to hire a mage to shrink all the undead creatures in my collection into this sandbox.

“As I grew older, I grew more and more fond of perceiving this world in my human form.

“Whenever I was bored, I would sit by the sand table and observe some undead creatures.

“See, they're all funny, aren't they?”

Matthew walked around the sand table from a bird's eye view.

The number of undead creatures here was so abundant that it was comparable to a miniature negative energy plane.

Matthew quickly found the mummy that Clayde had mentioned yesterday, which kept tripping over its bandages.

That guy was too tall, and the bandages on his body were too long. It was inevitable that he would stumble when he walked.

Other than that.

There were also zombies that were as fat as buckets.

A skeleton with three eye sockets on its head.

The Headless Horseman was always unable to tell the direction.

There was also a bone dragon that had to take off its bones and count them again every day.

The undead creatures in the sandbox had their own characteristics, but their strength could not be underestimated.

If it were not for the Shrinking Spell that kept them at this size and the power of the sandbox itself, several undead creatures would have the strength of a king.

Clayde introduced their origins to Matthew as if he knew them all.

Matthew naturally went crazy with flattery.

In the morning.

Both the host and the guest were happy.

“I'm not bragging, am I? My collection of undead creatures is definitely the strangest in the world.

“If you have similar undead creatures, you can show them to me. If they can become my collection, I will use other treasures to exchange with you.” After proudly introducing the undead creatures in the sandbox, Clayde said so.

Matthew's heart skipped a beat.

He spent some effort to summon a zombie and a skeleton from the cemetery.

The zombie was a Silvermoon Zombie, and it carried a tombstone on its back.

The skeleton was a very ordinary skeleton, but its crotch always twisted when it walked.

Crete really liked them when he saw them.

Matthew tactfully said,

“It's fine as long as you like them. You don't have to give me anything.”

Clayde shook his head.

“I may be vulgar, but I never take advantage of my friends.

“This is an exchange of collectables. You can't just give and not take.

“Is there anything you want in particular?” Matthew shook his head. Clayde casually grabbed something.

“Then I'll just return you two items.” In the next second.

Two coins appeared in his hand.

The coin was glowing with magical light.

Clayde forced the two coins into Matthew's hands.

Matthew could only accept it.

[Prompt: You have obtained Feather Drop Coin and Weight Coin.]

[Feather Drop Coin (accessory): When you put it in the pocket of your shirt (it must be the pocket of your shirt. It won't work if you don't have a pocket), when your body falls from a high place, it will automatically gain the effect of Feather Drop (Slow and Safe Landing).]

[Weight Coin (accessory): When you put it in your shirt pocket, your weight will increase by five times.]

“What an interesting pair of props.”

Matthew played with the two coins curiously.

“What would happen if I put them both in my shirt pocket and jumped off the cliff?”

Clayde laughed.

” There's a cliff outside the door. You can try it yourself.”

In the end, Matthew did not attempt to jump off the cliff with the two coins.

After leaving the cave where the sand table was located, Clayde led Matthew to visit the other collection rooms.

It had to be said that the Ancient Dragon's treasure was something that everyone coveted.

What Clayde showed Matthew was just the tip of the iceberg, and its value was already more than Margaret's debt.

It could be seen that the wealth of a dragon was also highly related to its age.

An ordinary young dragon might not even be able to gather a few hundred thousand gold coins.

It was even difficult to build a stable dragon nest.

On the other hand, Ancient Dragons like Clayde were much wealthier..

Chapter end