This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

Bobo didn’t notice it at first, but she did eventually.

She was a little embarrassed.

"What’s wrong, Matthew? Are you tired? I’ve been talking too much.”

Matthew smiled and shook his head. He pointed to the sky and said,

"It’s getting dark.”

[Hint: You have ignited the

“Incense Burner of the Past (high imitation)”. Your advancement ritual, The Night of the Undead has already begun!”

In the open space.

A faint scent of incense overflowed from the small incense burner.

Lucky Rabbit Feet, Cursed Monkey Claw, Bat Teeth, Boar Umbral Vein, Goat’s placenta, Water Buffalo Horn, Human’s Liver Stones, Small Inferior Demon’s Eyeballs…

The fuel in the incense burner was a mixture of rhinoceros horn, ghoul liver fat, and a small amount of butter.

This ointment could make the living groggy and wake up the undead. Some of the undead could even recover their wisdom and memories for a short period of time.

It could attract the nearby undead to join this party that belonged to the undead.

Matthew sat there with a mint leaf in his mouth and a small handful of chilli in his left hand, ready to use physical methods to keep himself awake at any time.

Fortunately, his willpower was high, so the incense burner had little effect on him.

Chilli shouldn’t be of any use.

Soon, some of the undead were attracted. The first to come over were the two zombie ladies who were originally trapped in the reeds.

Attracted by the incense, they crawled out of the mud pit with difficulty and walked to Matthew’s side.

Matthew silently put on a boxing glove-like equipment in his right hand. There was also a short stick and a pole on the ground.

During the Night of the Undead, he couldn’t use any spells or abilities. He could only rely on his eloquence or strength to make friendly contact with the undead.

Even though Matthew was extremely charming, he couldn’t rule out the possibility that some of the undead would harbour malicious intentions towards him.

Boxing gloves, short sticks, and poles were prepared for them.

Matthew couldn’t hurt them. He could only send them away.

This was perhaps the most difficult part of the Night of the Undead ritual.

Under Matthew’s slightly nervous gaze, Miss Zombie slowly approached.

A faint stench assaulted him.

Matthew was highly focused. This was the first time he was in such close contact with an undead that he was not controlling.

This feeling reminded him of the first time he came into contact with the undead.

This was probably how ordinary people felt when they saw the undead.

Danger, destruction, loss of control… When these labels were stacked together,

It was indeed difficult for people not to panic.

The incense slowly rose.

Another two zombies and a skeleton found their way here.

They stood in a row in front of Matthew as if they were all perusing the things on the ground.

“Is there anything that you like?” Matthew said calmly,

"Everyone can choose one, but only one.”

The two zombie ladies took the lucky rabbit’s foot and wild boar’s umbilical cord, respectively.

The skeleton took the goat’s placenta in a daze.

One of the remaining two zombies grabbed the eyeball of the underling and ran away.

The other one suddenly pounced in front of Matthew. His hands grabbed Matthew’s shoulders tightly, and his rotten eyeballs almost stuck to Matthew’s face. His mouth was full of yellow teeth, pus, and a pungent smell. All of these made Matthew’s hair stand on end.

"I want to choose you! Hehehe!”

The zombie drooled and was about to kiss Matthew.

"Matthew, run! I’ll help you blow him up!”

Beside him, Bobo had already raised the red brick in her hand in a fit of rage.

Matthew quickly turned around to stop her.

Bobo widened her eyes in disbelief.

"Then you’ll let him kiss you?”

Matthew didn’t have time to explain. He turned around and punched the zombie’s chin with his right hook.

However, the zombie’s head was as heavy as lead. Matthew’s punch only made the zombie’s head tilt a little.

Matthew quickly picked up the short stick from the ground and propped it against the zombie’s stomach to maintain a certain distance from it.

However, the zombie’s strength was too great, and Matthew could not hold on much longer.

The zombie nudged his hip and knocked Matthew to the ground.

"Hehehe! You said it yourself! I can pick anything I like!”

The zombie threw the short stick aside and pounced over with a strange smile.

Seeing this, Matthew hurriedly shouted at the other undead who had taken his things,

"This guy is ruining the reputation of the Undead. Are you going to watch him do this?”

The few undead were stunned for a moment, as if they were thinking about what the reputation of the undead meant.

But soon, the two zombie ladies who came first grabbed the perverted zombie’s neck.

The two of them worked together to drag the perverted zombie out.

Matthew wiped his sweat.

Fortunately, the undead were willing to help. Otherwise, he would have to play hide-and-seek with that perverted zombie for the entire night. Or he’d lose something important.

But at this moment.

Matthew’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

From the corner of his eye, he saw a huge figure slowly walking over from the depths of the swamp.

At that moment, Matthew’s nerves were extremely tense again.

Because…

It was an abomination!

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