Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 146 You are trash

Heine even thought of mass production and the prototype of the "Yuanling Factory".

The best result is to save him the step of learning the rune set. After all, there is a special "skill trainer" here, and it would be a waste not to use it.

However, there is currently no connection between the five magic circles, and they can only travel back and forth on their own. This can only be an assumption.

He knew that he had to eat one bite at a time. After all, he had seen a bright future.

Don't rush, take your time!

After sorting out his thoughts, he looked at the anxious Karl.

"Okay, tell me about your past."

Karl nodded with complicated eyes.

Then talk about it.

...

Carl is forty years old and once had a happy family.

But now his wife fell ill and died, and his daughter ran away from home and disappeared.

The source of everything is his research.

His biggest mistake was not pointing out the need to learn from the necromancers.

Instead, he mentioned that "the mages are enslaving Yuanling."

The word "slavery" is Vilitas' biggest taboo.

The sense of superiority that the magicians are most proud of is that they are different from other "spell casters who control energy".

They call themselves engineers who "call upon" energy.

In other words, the reason why magic is the truth of this world is that it is part of the law.

It is because it does not "dominate" but is a part of nature like wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Mages never absorb and produce energy, but are transporters of energy.

So they don't pollute the energy.

Therefore, the Institute of Truth is superior to the four countries, and looks at people from backward countries like barbarians.

As a result, Karl, who committed a serious crime, lost his job, and no one dared to hire him.

Any company that accepts him will be defunded, complained, denounced, and become the target of public criticism.

Under heavy pressure, he decided to write a book and put all his hopes in "defending the truth with personal strength and finally making a comeback."

As the story promoted by Velitas goes:

"As long as you hold the truth, everyone will bow to you."

As a result, the book he wrote with the support of his popular fans became a joke, and even the publication and sale became a part of the fun.

In the end, his wife and children were separated, and he owed a lot of debt.

...

"Is it all the truth this time?" Heine asked.

"Absolutely true!"

Karl almost knelt down to him.

Heine didn't ask any more questions, since he couldn't verify it anyway.

The other party is under a blood curse. Whether they come here to hide from debts or risk their lives, these are not important.

"From today on, you will be responsible for teaching me runes. Do you need any teaching materials? How long will it take to master 37 basic runes?"

Karl was stunned: "No, no need, and you can't buy textbooks here. If you just master the basic runes, two months at most is enough."

"Okay, let's go back to the airship and go to class."

"Yes, my lord."

……

At dusk the next day, in the southern suburbs of Panshi Town.

"This is it," Simon said.

"here?"

Mark, who came with him from the south, looked around suspiciously.

There are only trees here, and some wooden fences can be vaguely seen in the distance. I don’t know what they are surrounding.

"Unloading here?"

Mark, the sharp-mouthed monkey in life, raised his eyebrows as if he was provoking.

If Simon hadn't been familiar with him, he might have punched him now.

"It's right here, you can unload the goods in peace." Simon urged: "Don't let the country bumpkins see it."

Hearing what he said, Mark sneered twice and then walked towards the open space.

He raised his hand to the air, and four 2*2*5 wooden boxes appeared out of thin air, neatly stacked on top of each other.

At the same time his backpack deflated.

"It's done."

He breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body seemed to have been emptied out, his head was sweating profusely, and his temples were wet with sweat.

Simon looked at the tuft of white hair on his temples and couldn't help but frown:

"Have you been using Mifen again recently?"

"Don't mention it." Mark waved his hand with an unlucky look on his face:

"I don't know what's going on lately. It's very difficult to use the void capsule. I used to be able to load and unload it twice a day, but now it's a struggle to load and unload it twice a day. I really can't work without two."

After finishing speaking, he said with great interest: "What kind of business are you doing? Are you so generous? This is my first time transporting grain and vegetables. Isn't this enough for at least one or two thousand people to survive this winter? This is too extravagant."

Simon's face was cold: "Don't ask any more questions than you should. Have you forgotten a process?"

Mark was stunned for a moment, then patted his wet forehead.

"Look I forgot, check for corrosion."

He reached into his backpack and took out a lantern that glowed white, and controlled it with his mage's hand to fly around the box carefully.

The white light in the lamp was pulled out bit by bit, as if filling the gap on the box, and was obviously dim when it returned to his hand.

"Such a big loss on this trip? You have to record this charging stone for me." He muttered.

Simon was helpless: "Okay, I'll give you another 15 gold coins, is that okay?"

"Hahaha cough cough... cough, generous, too generous."

The man was overjoyed and laughed so much that he coughed repeatedly.

When the work was done, he said goodbye to Simon and left quickly south.

Not long after, Red came from the direction of the fence with the sheep and a group of Konu people.

Seeing that Red was still alive and became "one of his own", Simon was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head.

He suddenly thought of a possibility and lost his voice: "Did you..."

A cold, gloved hand blocked his mouth.

Warm holy light seeped from the gaps in the helmet.

Simon wisely didn't ask any more questions.

The supplies here were quickly moved away, leaving only three people.

Reid, or Duoduo, spoke.

"It's what you're thinking, I'm just playing Red and inheriting all of his memories."

Heine had previously given her instructions on how to deal with Simon, and Zhu Sheep had also given additional instructions.

She knew Simon well enough now.

She stood on a rock looking straight at each other, arms folded.

Simon's heart skipped a beat, and his hands and feet felt cold.

The nightmares these days seem to be clearer.

At this time, a sentence popped up from Zhu Sheang’s head:

"Don't be afraid."

Simon smiled bitterly: "How can I not be afraid..."

He suddenly became excited and looked at Zhu Yang in shock:

"you……"

"What's wrong with me."

"You, can you understand me? No, no, someone is controlling you!?"

He looked around to no avail, then turned his attention to catching the sheep:

"Is there someone hiding inside you?"

"No, Heine is in the eastern suburbs."

"Then what did he send you to do?"

"I'll deal with you..."

Simon's legs weakened and he almost fell.

"The trouble of..."

"..." He said angrily: "Can you finish it in one breath next time!"

"I'm sorry, this word is difficult. I'm not good at spelling yet."

After a pause, Zhuoyang typed:

"The next words are important, don't worry."

Simon nodded and waited for him to "speak" slowly.

"You're trash."

Simon: "You..."

"Don't worry."

Simon took a deep breath: "Okay, speak slowly."

Then he saw the other party repeat the previous sentence.

"You are trash..."

"..."

"...So it doesn't deserve to be dealt with in this way."

"This is the lesson Heine learned from Naga."

"The person who replaces Red is a better businessman than you."

"So this is Heine's final plan for you, supervision rather than replacement."

"Because the only redeeming quality about you is your fairly flexible brain."

"When resources are limited, he doesn't want to waste them."

The golden text was intermittent, particularly conspicuous in the dim sky.

It seemed to have a shocking power, and it did not disappear, but was burned into Simon's heart.

...

Duoduo: "So why doesn't Heine let me say it?"

Zhu Sheep: "The power of words depends on tone, demeanor and personal momentum. I am a nearly two-meter-tall skeleton wearing armor. I have a huge advantage in momentum. As for the rest, he will think in the direction of fear because of the momentum." "

Duoduo: "What do you mean? You think I'm short?"

Zhu Sheep: "This is not what I said, it was said by Old Man Wei. He said that you are 1.48 meters tall in real life, and you are also a lolita in the game. You have never been a tall man in and out of the movie. This time you also added I'm a Kenu person, I've been here all my life, and if I pick up a green onion in Zhangqiu, I'll be taller than you."

Duoduo: "Ah? Wei! Dian! Kite!!"

...

Simon took a deep breath of cold air and then exhaled it slowly.

Straight-ball insults hurt, but they work.

Especially the combination of these two people.

Red told him that what the other party said was true.

Skeletons show off their skills and intimidate them with force.

The other party has mastered technology that even the Institute of Truth has never touched.

This is the capital to compete with that group of people in the future.

Although he felt bitter in his heart, he clenched his fists unconsciously and his palms felt warm.

The nightmare faded.

"You say he is a better businessman than me?"