Something's wrong with my undead

study.

City Lord Isek frowned and looked at the magic image in front of him.

What is shown above is Lavan and others waiting in the living room.

"Does this really tell anything?" he asked the staff next to him.

"If they really have the means to deal with the strange beast, then 'it' will definitely not be able to help but ask for help from them."

The staff member spoke.

He was completely hidden under a black hood, and his voice was sinister, which didn't sound like a good thing at first glance.

Issik asked again: "But how do we know that 'it' really asked for help?"

"Its branches will undergo obvious changes, just like when you first received its blessing as a child."

"Is this so..."

Issik looked up at an empty wall.

There used to be a painting hanging here, showing a huge tree.

When he was young, he seemed to be able to hear the tree in the painting talking to him, so he once fell asleep leaning against it.

When he woke up, the branches of the tree stretched out from the painting, binding him like ropes.

If his parents hadn't heard his cry for help, I might have become their nourishment at that time, right?

Thinking of this, Issek's eyes became colder.

...

"You must not act rashly or be exposed."

There was a light stain of sweat on Lavan's forehead, and he kept explaining to the branch next to him.

From the moment he sat down, the tree was asking for help.

"Help me - help me -"

The sound was so loud and so subjective that Lavan almost jumped up from his stool in fright.

Just when he was frightened, the tree made an even more terrifying statement.

"Answer me—answer me—"

"I know you can hear-"

"If you don't answer, I'll hit you—"

Lavan suddenly woke up, then activated My Kara and handed over a sentence.

Fortunately, there has been a lot of business in treating diseases during this period. Everyone has plenty of charging stones. My Kara can be activated in such a deserted place, but it is just impossible to connect to McCalla.

As long as the signal problem is fixed, everything will be fine!

"Great, you really answered me."

The mysterious voice finally fell silent.

But it was only quiet for a few seconds before it started reading again:

"Help me—save me—save me—"

"Don't talk yet, let me be quiet."

Lavan pretended to be a little hot, opened the window, and wiped the sweat from his forehead without leaving a trace.

Instructor Xia said that there are surveillance cameras in the lord's mansion, so they should be careful.

——But how did he know?

Lavan shook this suspicion out of his mind, looked at the thick tree trunks outside the window, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It's really strange...

The branches growing from the wall are full of vitality and energy.

But the big tree outside is lifeless, like a gloomy weirdo...

We can't delay any longer, we have to find a way to contact that faint signal.

This lord's mansion is full of weirdness.

"What's your name?" he asked again.

"I don't know, what's a name?"

"A name is what others call you."

"No one has ever called me that, and you're the first to ask."

Rawan frowned: "How did you know to ask me for help?"

"You are different from others. You are warm, fragrant, and bright. And you took the initiative to sit next to me."

The voice sounded quite neutral, and Ravan suddenly got goosebumps.

He looked at the fruit on this branch - a pale golden fruit called Berio, with a touch of magic.

When Berio matures, it is just as the other party described it, warm, sweet and bright.

This is a specialty from the Luku Plain, and the Golden People believe that this fruit represents the Holy Light.

"Then your name is Berio." He gave a random name, and then continued: "How can I save you?"

"I do not know."

"You don't know? Then how can I save you?"

"It was you who saved me, so you have to know!"

——Damn it, is it so difficult to communicate with a tree?

Lavan asked again: "Then can you receive information from outside the city and to the west?"

This time Berio did not deny it.

"Yes, there is a sound that sounds every half hour. It's very noisy."

No matter how much noise you make, you won’t make any noise, okay?

Lavan was overjoyed: "Then can you help me contact it? Tell him, 'This is Lavan, in the Lord's Mansion in Nibra City'. Repeat it a few times."

"Ok."

Berio agreed, then fell silent.

……

At the same time, on the west side of Foggy Valley.

The airship named "Deliverance" by Renee landed on the ground, the light of the Harmony covering the surroundings.

Beyond its light, twelve totem poles that require two people to embrace are being driven into the earth.

Within the area circled by the totem poles, the ragged elf refugees were lighting fires and cooking in small groups in an orderly manner, their sallow faces filled with happiness and joy.

The Rescue ended its operations on the south side of the Blight Scar like a plow, and then rushed to the north side without stopping, starting from the Green Leaf Court and flying all the way to Foggy Valley.

This time they did not fly to Foggy Valley in one breath and then turn back. Instead, they took a step-by-step approach and planted totem poles every 100 kilometers or so.

Therefore, the people who were rescued were sent directly back to Cuiyeting, and these were temporary personnel who stayed behind to take charge of logistics.

Just like Ian did in the south, they forcibly organized a "network line" to McCalla in an environment wrapped in spiritual embers.

This is the last node. The moment the action begins, Mr. Sa is sending a message to the flora in the city.

Because the sounds of grass and trees exist widely as chaotic sounds, and the McCalla people with mykara can filter out useless information and only receive valuable information.

So this is equivalent to a layer of encryption, and there is no need to worry about the information sent in groups being received by the enemy.

First of all, few tree herders dare to accept any spam messages.

Secondly, even if they receive it, they still can’t understand what is being sent.

But Mr. Sa never received feedback.

"That's weird. Is the signal in this city so bad? It shouldn't be..."

He thought quietly.

Anara, possessed by Megumin, was trimming her nails at the side. After hearing what he said, she couldn't help but reply: "Is it possible that you talk too much? The plants in the city cannot carry such long information, so it causes distortion. ?”

Mr. Sa: "Then what did I say? 'Are you there?'"

Zhu Sheep: "Isn't this a problem? Remember it, go back and hold a meeting with McGregor. If you encounter similar situations in the future, send '1?' and reply '1.' when you receive it."

Megumin: "Indeed, I think this is very effective."

Mr. Sa: "That makes sense...it has to be my Brother Yang."

He had just finished blowing a wave of rainbow farts when he suddenly received a series of message bombardments——

"This is Lavan, in the Lord's Mansion in Nibra City. Please repeat it a few times."

"This is Lavan, in the Lord's Mansion in Nibra City. Please repeat it a few times."

"here……"

After repeating it seven times, the message finally stopped!

The key is that the sound was so loud that the three people guarding the receiving end were almost deafened.

Zhu Sheep: "It was so dangerous, I almost died because of the phone noise... I have to remember to add a sound adjustment function when I go back."

Mr. Sa: "This is the disadvantage of the closed beta version."

Megumin: "Reply quickly. The sound is so loud. Normal plants can't do it. It's probably because we encountered a boss we haven't seen before."

Mr. Sa asked while replying: "Is there a boss in Nibra City?"

Megumin: "Well, Issyk's City Lord's Mansion is bound to a 'war-level' ancient tree, and when the Blight Scar broke out in the Mercury Forest, the tree should have been activated into a Blight Guard, but in fact it was not.

“The explanation at the time was that this thing was a waste project, because with such a large Blight Guard placed here, even if the Master at the time helped us, the players would not be able to defeat it, which would probably cause the expansion pack to be unable to advance.

"But now that we are all glorious McCalla people, we naturally know that it was some will that resisted the invasion of Blight, and finally perished with it. If nothing else, it was the guy who helped Ravan spread the message."

After she finished speaking, neither of them spoke to each other for a long time.

Huihui: "No, you two lost your vocal cords at home?"

Zhu Sheep: "No, I was just shocked by the knowledge reserve of the black-bellied glasses."

Mr. Sa: "It has to be my sister Hui, Heine is nothing!"

Megumin was stunned for a moment, and then replied skillfully: "Ah, yes, yes, that's so right."