A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees
Chapter 676 - 676: The Land of Daytime and the Art of Mental Retardance

Chapter 676: The Land of Daytime and the Art of Mental Retardance

Translator: Lonelytree

She was not interested in the memories of her previous life.

After becoming a demigod.

She immediately threw away her power in Battle Angel mode and spent all day researching new recipes with Sif and Chuka.

She did not seem to have any desire to continue digging out her own strength.

At that time, Matthew had sensed her thoughts.

” Perhaps the last time she awakened, the memories from her previous life washed over her and made her independent consciousness feel a sense of crisis?”

Matthew thought to himself.

“But you are the High Priestess…”

Sanger couldn’t help but kneel down again. He was clearly an undead creature, but his tears and snot fell to the ground.

Peggy rolled her eyes with her soul fire.

“The Sun God is gone, and the Tauren tribe has been extinct for more than a thousand years. What kind of priestess can I be?

“Go do what you need to do.”

As she spoke.

She turned to Matthew and asked gently,

“What do you want to eat tonight?

“Do you want to try my newly developed snail soup?”

Matthew was alarmed.

In the past few days, Peggy had been trying new dishes every day. Some of the dishes were completely dark dishes, and his stomach was a little unable to withstand it.

However, he could feel Peggy’s eager gaze.

He could only say carefully,

“We can try.

“But it’s best to add a bowl of mushroom fried noodles, the kind you’re best at. Yes, I’ll eat it when I’m hungry tonight.”

“Alright!

“I’ll go prepare your favourite snail soup now!”

Peggy left, satisfied.

Matthew and Sanger were left looking at each other.

“Do you want to stay and drink snail soup?”

Matthew ordered him to leave without changing his expression.

Sanger suddenly straightened his chest.

“I’m here to apply for the position of messenger!

” I was good at running when I was alive, and I ran even faster after I died. I’m a natural messenger. For the sake of the high priestess, I won’t charge a single cent for sending you a letter. It’s fine as long as I can see the high priestess occasionally!”

Matthew reminded him in a friendly manner,

“But she might not be happy to see you.”

Sanger looked sad.

“Then I’ll just hide at the side and secretly watch her. You don’t understand what the high priestess means to us, Taurens…

“But she’s right. The Tauren tribe has been extinct for more than a thousand years. Many things are meaningless. It’s just that for old farts like us, we have to grab onto some meaning to survive. Otherwise, it’s too boring to be half-dead.”

Matthew raised his eyebrows.

“For example, the Swingers Club?”

Sanger coughed.

“I haven’t gone there yet…

“By the way, didn’t you want to send a letter? Where are you sending it to? I’ll show you my powerful messenger talent!”

Matthew took out the letter.

“Send it to the Jade Court…”

Whoosh!

Sanger snatched the letter and ran north. After delivering it, he disappeared.

Matthew didn’t even have time to stop him!

An hour later.

Matthew looked at the snail soup, stir-fried snails with carrots, steamed snails, and enoki mushroom snail rolls on the table.

Then, he silently hugged his mushroom fried rice tightly.

Under Peggy’s questioning gaze.

He could only reach out to grab the spoon.

At this moment.

Sanger’s figure suddenly appeared. He panted and said,

“Jade Court, Jade Court… When I arrived at the Jade Court, I realized that I forgot to ask who I wanted to give it to.”

Matthew coughed.

“A human girl named Beanna, she…”

Before he finished speaking.

Sanger disappeared again.

Peggy silently watched Sanger leave.

“This guy is so fast. Is this your new mount?”

Matthew shrugged and changed the topic. He focused on the fried noodles in front of him.

After dinner.

Matthew was taking a walk.

Sanger’s panting image appeared again.

“I, I only realized that I forgot to ask for the specific address when I arrived at Jade Court!”

Matthew said helplessly,

” Jade Court Upper East District, Prancing Pony Inn, second floor, Moonlight. Remember to knock.”

Sanger gave him a thumbs up and set off again.

” He ran really fast.”

Matthew discovered Sanger’s strengths.

Although this guy was careless, his speed was indeed fast!

“But as a messenger, I’m afraid I have to change his shortcomings.”

He thought about it.

He bent down to pick up the letter on the ground and smiled.

“When he comes next time, I have to explain the details to him.”

However, what was surprising was that…

Matthew did not wait for Sanger to appear in front of him again.

The entire night passed.

There was no news of Sanger.

The next morning.

Matthew came to the office and sat in Rheagar’s seat.

Rheagar had been very busy recently.

Therefore, the most important job in Rolling Stone Town, reading the newspaper, fell on Matthew.

He grabbed a newspaper and flipped through two pages. His eyes bulged slightly.

On one of the pages, there was a piece of news.

[According to the registered sorcerer of Jade Court, Winter Moon, Ailan, an underworld creature of unknown origin, barged into Jade Court at night and seemed to be trying to attack a human girl who came to learn elven culture.

[The Underworld creature had been captured and was currently being detained in the Stone Forest Prison.

[Although the creature claimed to be a messenger, he did not have any token of identity on him. He did not even have a letter. It was hard not to suspect that this was another attempt by the Underworld to test the Prime Material World.

[In recent years, the Underworld creatures had become more and more active, and Viscount Fan, the leader of the Spirit Touch Hall, was the most active.]