Something's wrong with my undead

Heine parked the carriage next to the "Magic Leather", asked the guards to help watch, and then walked.

With his many years of experience in RPG games, the mission density of this place is slightly lower than that of the tavern.

This is also the main purpose of his coming here.

There is nothing more reassuring than listening to the guide and finding tasks.

"What hand crossbow? Tell me in detail."

As expected, Brother Yang couldn't help but start asking.

"A self-charging magic hand crossbow, venom armor-piercing arrows, the upper limit is five. It seems like there is no chance."

"It's okay, it's just a crossbow. We can't press him to trigger the mission."

Teacher Xia was silent for a few seconds and then suddenly said: "Actually, there is also a plate armor belt on this street that is enchanted with slight thorn protection. In the early stage, it can be considered..."

"I think this magic hand crossbow is very important to you. We should be more proactive."

"Damn it, does the knight still have face changing in his skill bar?"

"This is what I call sincerity."

Teacher Xia couldn't complain, but the words about catching sheep also inspired him.

"We can indeed be more proactive - you said that since he has accepted our setting of 'being able to fight independently', is it reasonable for us to trigger memories in certain scenarios?"

"You mean to pretend to be a high-level NPC revenant from the McCalla area?"

"Yes, it's free mode now. When you get to the 'Kiss of the Spider' door, stand still and attract the alchemist to come out. Whether you can trigger the plot depends on this guy's understanding."

"why me?"

"The hemolytic wood used for the chopping board of Boss No. 3 (Hunter), hemolytic hemp, hemolytic grass and the like only grow near the haunted farm. It is a dungeon area. Normal people dare not go there. He will borrow it in the name of research. Your chopping block and start the plot.”

Brother Yang was alert: "You won't tear down my shield, will you?"

"Good question, I don't know."

"what?"

"I was wanted when I dug up Master Qi's grave. I spent the first 10 levels in the Whispering Forest, so it depends on his understanding."

"Then why am I standing still?"

"Well, maybe you are the old father of this shop owner who died in the battle..."

"……Good for you."

At this time, the three of them had slowly approached the "Kiss of the Poisonous Spider".

When he reached the door, Zhuoyang suddenly stood still, and Heine deliberately walked out for a few steps before turning back in surprise.

Alchemist Luo Wen had already walked out at this time, also frowning at the tightly wrapped skeleton in front of him.

He recognized it as the undead.

"Is this your servant? Come in and have a chat."

Rowan returned to the house, and Heine followed after pretending to hesitate.

There were no customers in the store, but it was just as deserted as yesterday.

Heine automatically ignored this one when he visited yesterday and chose the "Bottles and Cans" pharmacy not far away. Unexpectedly, there was a plot here.

"Are you from the Boneyard?"

"Yes."

"My name is Rowan. I don't like to be polite, so I'll just say it straight away - there is something in your servant that I'm interested in. Please give me a price."

Heine's eyes swept over Zhuyang, seeming to be thinking.

"Teacher Xia, why is this different from what you said?"

"Don't panic, this NPC is at most level 5, and he is still a living profession. You can kill him with just one flying shield."

"Then Heine was wanted and went to the Whispering Forest to spend the first 10 levels?"

"Look, the world line has closed."

Heine was dumbfounded, but his face remained calm.

"What you're interested in has to do with Hunter Gitiller?"

"you……"

Rowan's breathing was obviously heavier, and there was hostility in his eyes.

"Don't get me wrong, Hunter died last night."

"what?"

"The burial ground was razed to the ground by the holy light that fell from the sky, and the college ceased to exist."

"How is it possible... No, Holy Light..."

Rowan's expression suddenly changed, he put his hands into his hair and said painfully:

"That Kitty was strangled? Dead? Then where should I find the hemolytic grass? Damn it, I managed to escape from that place!"

"Let's talk." Heine said, "Maybe I can help you."

……

Half an hour later, Heine left the Kiss of the Poisonous Spider with two bottles of paralyzing toxin.

The communication was smooth. Not only did he receive the task, he also received part of the reward in advance.

Teacher Xia sighed with emotion: "I am so envious of this guy's understanding and eloquence. If he had been in the team back then, how could we have had so many unnecessary fights... We would have been in the first echelon a long time ago."

"It makes sense. After all, your brains are below the professional level and you could even fight with the quartermaster before I joined."

Heine scratched his head after hearing this. What kind of players are these?

Rowan's story is not complicated.

He was born on a haunted farm run by the Gitiller family and spent the first thirty-two years of his life there, only escaping for nearly a year.

In addition to working for the Kitilers, the farmers at the Haunted Farm also serve as experimental materials.

Because he was good at mixing potions, he was selected to join the manor at the age of fifteen. Not only did he become a mage apprentice, he also got married and soon had a lovely daughter.

But later he learned that his wife had been infected with the blood curse for a long time, and his daughter was a test subject for the genetic study of the blood curse.

After being buffered by her mother, her blood can be used as medicine. This blood was added to the medicine Hunter used to deal with the teacher at the Boneyard - which is why Siara is still unconscious.

Heine first asked the other party to study the chopping board. Unfortunately, most of its characteristics were changed by the potion and it could not be used as medicine.

So he agreed to go to the Haunted Farm and bring back some hemolytic grass.

Not only for the follow-up of the magic hand crossbow, but also for the treatment of Siara.

He did not reveal that there was also a patient lying in his house. Rowan naturally burst into tears of gratitude and gave him two bottles of poison on the spot.

During the conversation, Heine kept repeating Rowan's words in the form of rhetorical questions, allowing the two players to hear the whole story.

The two did not disappoint Heine. They quickly connected the task with the Haunted Farm and said, "This copy came just in time. When I returned to the Haunted Farm, it felt like I was back home."

I have to go now.

Heine handed the poison bottle to Teacher Xia and carefully instructed him on how to apply poison to the dagger, just like teaching a kitten to poop in the litter box.

……

On the carriage heading north.

Heine directed the sheep to sit next to him and drive the cart together.

He decided to give the other party a certain degree of freedom, but before that he had to show enough hesitation.

On the other hand, catching sheep is also very stressful.

"What should I do, Teacher Xia, I feel like I'm going to turn into bone powder."

"On the other hand, you are the first skeleton to prepare for the next battle."

"Thank you..."

At this time, Heine spoke carefully.

“Principal Garay said I am not a necromancer.

"The effect of the soul-repelling curse is to prevent the mage from communicating with wandering souls in the underworld, so this curse is of no use to me.

"But he mentioned spirits, which are a stronger type of dead. They have good fighting consciousness when they are alive, and these consciousnesses do not die after death... I think you should also be a spirit, and very good.

"A person who can summon spirits is a psychic. I hope that one day I can be worthy of this title - a psychic.

“I don’t know why you stopped in front of Rowan’s store today.

“I asked him about the situation of the store, and he said that it was taken over by an old man who had a son who died in a war far away. He was a great young man who was affectionately called a ‘solid support’ by his teammates.

"I don't know if you're related to him, but I have to admit, you're just as reliable."

The gentle words were blown away by the early autumn wind.

Heine was silent, and the two of them may have been silent for a long time.

After a while, Heine sighed.

He patted the catcher on the shoulder: "Go in, just like a psychic trying to communicate with his summons, but obviously failed."

After catching the sheep and returning to the carriage, it took a while before he spoke.

"Do I pass the test?"

"I think so."

"Then next time, can the hint be more obvious?"

"I think it's okay."

Heine also breathed a sigh of relief.

Okay, this story is not made up in vain.