Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 58 Saiweng Poetry Club

In Heine's mind, the four of them had already begun a new round of business exchanges.

This time the topic obviously focused on Wei Dian Yuan.

Catching Sheep: "Level 9 Shadow Flame? I remember that skill is not known as the strongest passive for warlocks? It comes with affinity, damage reduction, damage increase, etc., a trinity. It is also the most difficult passive to increase proficiency."

Teacher Xia: "That's right. We also know a warlock friend. His character is level 40 and Shadow Flame is only level . When I asked him why, he said that commonly used skills like Shadow Fissure do not increase proficiency at all."

Wei Dianyuan: "That's true. Summoning skills are useless. They can't increase even a little. I just do pure output. Just burn them and that's it."

Teacher Xia: "Why didn't you tell me before? My brothers thought you were cold and unsociable."

Wei Dianyuan: "How can I do that... These brothers are so good at chattering. Each sounds more awesome than the other. I don't know what to say. Xing Si quickly used all his skills. At least he is not a waste.

"Also, do I really have an accent when I speak? Don't I speak purely Mandarin?"

Zhuoyang: "It's...it's okay. After all, Mandarin is also based on northern dialect. Apart from the local dialect vocabulary, most of the differences are only in some tones, and the words are the same."

Teacher Xia: "Stop saying anything. Congratulations to Brother Wei for learning the skill. Mr. Sa, why are you silent? Mr. Sa? Wai? My Sa, are you here? Are you there?"

Mr. Sa: "By the way, why did the floating city shake just now? Did Brother Wei hack this thing?"

Wei Dianyuan: "It has nothing to do with me. I just went in and cooked it, and didn't do anything else."

Catching Sheep: "Speaking of which, I'm very curious. I can understand that level nine passive is equal to half immunity. So how did you hold on until you mastered the skill?"

Wei Dianyuan: "You said you learned the skill by washing your feet in the dedication. Now that it's over, I thought it would be fine if I absorbed enough energy, and then I went on."

Zhu Sheep: "That's it..."

...

The conversation then turned to a discussion of energy absorption.

One of them had absorbed the Holy Light and the other had absorbed the Shadow, and they began to communicate with each other as patients.

At the same time, the flame on Wei Dian Yuan's body went out.

He also retreated to Heine like an ordinary skeleton without saying a word.

The eyes of the audience were once again focused on Heine.

Especially Meno, the longing in his eyes is almost coming out.

"Mr. Heine, you..."

"It's getting late."

Dylan suddenly stood up.

"It's time for us to leave. I still need to rebuild the laboratory, and I need skeletons like you to help."

He said so, and Heine would naturally give him face.

He bowed: "Okay, sir."

Dylan had a creepy smile on his poker face.

He hasn't felt so good since this thing came near his house.

Seeing them about to leave, Meno hurriedly stepped forward to stop them: "Mr. Heine, the vibration just now may be related to your skeleton. Please help us investigate."

Heine smiled: "How could it affect it?"

He returned the sentence unchanged.

Cold sweat broke out on Meno's bare forehead again, this time it was urgent.

He gritted his teeth and turned to the attendant for help.

Siara found it funny. This was the first time that the shadow technician had shown weakness to herself since setting off.

It's quite unaccustomed.

The identity of the servants is not omnipotent. For these "pilots" who claim to have mastered the technology, they are the masters of the floating city, so it is inevitable to serve them in both positive and negative ways.

In addition, the two sides have very different attitudes towards the McCalla Mountains. It is enough respect not to openly oppose it.

"It's really getting late, let the guests leave."

Siara said to Meno.

...

Seeing that everyone was gone, Meno was no longer in a hurry.

There is no point in being anxious at this time.

"Master Attendant, you don't know what that means..."

He said seriously: "The reason why the skeleton was not annihilated by the flames of the furnace is because its flame density is higher than the flame of the furnace itself - the furnace is level five, so what is its level?"

"I don't have your knowledge to answer these questions, Mr. Meno.

"But I know that no matter what you want to ask, you can go find him by yourself, and I'm not stopping you."

Siara replied calmly, while looking around at everyone.

“And all of you, whatever you want, just figure it out for yourself.

“I know you look down on the McCalla Mountains and the people here, thinking they are backward and barbaric and are proud of their advanced civilization.

“But in fact this is exactly what our lockdown has caused.

"If you are really proud of something, I hope it is your noble personality and humble attitude, not this difference in cognition.

"I will not force you to let go of your arrogance as a servant, nor will I ask Heine to cooperate with you as a lover."

After saying that, she walked to her room.

Shadow hurriedly followed.

Meno's face was uncertain.

As she left, everyone whispered.

As shadow technicians, most of their usual research is on undead souls, and they are more or less half necromancers.

But no one has ever seen such a weird undead creature...

Is that still considered an undead creature?

According to general logic, an undead with partial autonomous consciousness will inherit the combat experience during life.

Then the opponent's skill in controlling Shadow Flame means that it was like this when it was alive...

Doesn't it mean that the dark soul fire was at least a level 6 shadow warlock before it died?

"Level 6 Shadow Warlock, can you buy a house in Godero City next to the furnace?"

"Look at your potential. If you have that level, you can buy a house in Saint-Xiting. There is a constant temperature circle all year round."

"Shut up, everyone. There is no good place for a sixth-level shadow warlock to go. Do you have to stay in this hellish place and get cold? If it were me, I would go to Velitas Court and live a good life..."

"Quiet!"

Meno stopped the conversation.

He called Ya to his side and whispered a few words.

……

Dylan was clearly in a good mood and kept that charming smile throughout the evening.

He didn't even scold Heine for being as clean-minded as his farm when he was tutoring in summoning lessons.

Before going to bed, Heine took Wei Dianyu to the cellar for an in-depth communication.

In the end, the two reached a basic consensus.

The mysterious black skeleton calls himself V—although he pronounces it "hello".

He was a powerful shadow warlock during his lifetime and spent some time in the floating city.

He hopes to visit that floating city often, where every aspect can arouse his memories.

As for where he died in battle, which floating city he served in, where in the North he was from, and whether he had anything to do with the Shadow Temple...

They all refused to answer.

Strictly implement the concept of catching sheep and play with a mystery.

Listening to the four people noisy in their minds, Heine drove them all to the yard to keep watch.

There is no main gate or second gate in Kitil Manor now, and even a corner has been scratched off.

Only Heine's house is still intact.

With the four of them standing guard in the yard, it will be much safer.

Moreover, listening to their chatter from this distance is like white noise on the voice channel, giving it a noisy and solid feeling, which is just right.

After washing up, Heine returned to the room and opened the door. Heine couldn't help but be stunned.

"When did you come in?"

Siara was wearing regular clothes, and her hair was still wet and spread behind her head.

She made a silencing gesture, then closed the door and enveloped the room with a barrier.

Realizing that the connection was blocked, the skeletons in the yard turned to look.

Wei Dianyuan: "It's much thicker than the shield during the day."

Zhu Sheep: "That's okay. The two of us are playing chess."

...

However, the reality is quite different from what they thought.

Time was running out, so Siara went straight to the topic as soon as she came up:

“I think you already know the current status of the McCalla Mountains through certain channels. In fact, not everyone recognizes the Four-Nation Convention. My teacher and I are both staunch opponents.

“People like us are distributed throughout the four countries, and some even work in the Institute of Truth.

“We formed an organization called Saiweng Poetry Society, and I told them about the situation here.

"Now, many people in the poetry club have noticed this place and noticed you."

Heine's expression also became serious.