Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

In the eastern part of the continent, the city of the elves on the east side of the Misty Mountains - "Golden Forest" Lorien.

The huge trees that several people hugged formed a hedge wall that towered into the sky, surrounding the most prosperous city of the elves.

There were no ground buildings inside the tree wall, but there were thick trees of varying heights with golden bark.

These "golden trees" constituted the main body of the city of Lorien, and all the houses were built on the treetops.

A light trestle was built between the trees, and countless slender and tall figures shuttled on it.

On the highest hill in Lorien City, stood the largest "golden tree".

Its crown towered into the sky, and a magnificent white palace was built on the top.

"Your Majesty, this is what happened..." Archdruid Kyrel Randy gathered the gorgeous robe sleeves embroidered with gold thread, and stood on the side of the throne with a reserved and tall figure.

"I have tried it many times and can confirm that this teleportation array called online... uh, trading can indeed achieve long-distance continental teleportation."

Before he finished speaking, a buzzing and noisy discussion sounded in the palace. Kyriel narrowed his eyes and did not make any extra explanations.

"Just relying on a small alchemical instrument? And that small array that can be driven by only magic stones?"

"Ridiculous! When did humans have such advanced array research?"

"Maybe it is a shameless trick used by the despicable Federation to defraud our precious medicinal plants."

"Yes, they have always been dissatisfied with our adjustment of the price of medicinal plants."

"Humph, then increase the price of potion plant materials by 10% next year and see what they can do."

The etiquette officer heavily paused the golden ceremonial staff in his hand towards the ground, and the heavy thumping sound echoed in the hall.

The arguments and discussions stopped instantly.

"Kyriel, tell me the details of this... teleportation array." A pleasant, low and gentle voice came from above the throne.

The archdruid opened his eyes and bowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, the teleportation array must be activated by the person invited to this anonymous exchange meeting. I think it is because it is bound to the magic network positioning magic pattern of the invitee."

"In addition to the upper limit of the weight of the items that can be teleported at a time, additional money is required to purchase the array and the single teleportation."

"Therefore, I think this anonymous forum is definitely not organized by the Federation, but another unknown mysterious organization."

He paused, and then returned to a cold expression, scanning the expressions of everyone in the hall.

"But I can guarantee that if this teleportation technology is cracked or mastered by us, the Federation and any human wizard kingdom will no longer enjoy the privilege of controlling the price of potion materials and potions in the future."

...

The fire was burning in the mud-covered fireplace.

On the wall above the fireplace, there was a huge beast head with sharp fangs, and under the light of the fire, it cast distorted light and shadow on the ground.

On a wide back chair covered with thick animal skin, a short, muscular man was chewing on the barbecue stuck on the tip of a short knife while carefully stroking his thick beard that reached his chest to avoid getting grease on it.

"So, that transaction teleportation array is real?"

"Of course, I have tried it two or three times, and each time I received a confirmation message from the other party."

The short and sturdy man put down the short knife and rubbed his short and thick fingers on the fur to wipe off the grease on it.

"Copper hammer, that exquisite little gadget, can it be imitated? Let those human craftsmen do it?"

The man called copper hammer was half lying on another wide chair, holding a piece of crystal clear ore and throwing it up and playing with it repeatedly.

"No, even if I can copy it, I can't drive the teleportation array without being invited to the forum like me."

The bearded man frowned slightly, "How did they find you? It's really strange, there is such a good thing that comes to your door?"

The copper hammer chuckled, seeming quite satisfied.

"I have some reputation in Alaye, at least in the identification of magic ores, even the nerds of the Federation are not as good as me."

He proudly took out a metal brush from the side pocket of his fur coat and carefully groomed his woven black beard.

"The forum will only invite candidates who are particularly outstanding in certain fields, such as me, Noli, you should have gone to Alaye with me to study."

Noli sneered, not caring about this level of ridicule and showing off.

"After the snow melts, the caravans will come to buy new ore."

"I was hoping that your teleportation array would give us a better sales channel. Now it seems that I was just daydreaming. I wonder how they will lower the price of our raw ore this time."

The copper hammer was a little indignant, "Those damn profiteers have been using this reason to lower the price of our raw ore every time since a large mining area was discovered in the Evil Moon Mountains."

Thinking of this, he suddenly reached out and slapped the armrest of the chair, "By the way, I found out on the forum that the price of finished magic stones has actually gone up!"

"Hmph, do you think I don't know about this? Those shameless vampires buy raw ore at a low price, and then sell it at a higher price after processing. The war between the human kingdom and the demon clan is tense, and the consumption of magic stones has increased dramatically."

No mistakes in one post, one content, one book, one forum, one 6, one 9!

"We should have been the ones to distribute this war money!"

Noli looked at Tongchui with a sidelong glance, interrupting his incessant complaints.

"Enough, you dare not say these words to those human spellcasters, think about the reality."

"Find a way to get the imitation method of the instrument and array from that forum. As long as we have a hundred sets of such teleportation arrays, hum, I can guarantee that the caravan will never receive a piece of low-priced ore from us again!"

...

Harvey was covered with a thick blanket, shivering as he sat at the desk and looked through the large amount of information transmitted from the crystal plate of the "magic brain".

The winter in Jackdaw Town is really cold!

The manor he rented was a small country villa temporarily lived in by a small noble of Grizzly Castle when he came to Jackdaw Town to hunt in summer.

The original architectural pattern was only a three-story independent building, the first floor was a reception hall and two servants' bedrooms.

The second floor was transformed into a study and storage room by him, and the third floor was Harvey's own bedroom and living room.

The experimental workshop next to the three-story building was built temporarily by the workers in the town after he arrived. It is now the machine room of "Unit 0" and the laboratory for transforming alchemy beasts.

He also dug out an underground warehouse for storing zombies under the experimental workshop, and used frozen magic stones to ensure a low temperature environment.

The problem is that this country villa for the nobles in summer does not have a fireplace!

Harvey only felt that he was as cold as the pile of golden pounds in the warehouse.

The express delivery service brought him a full profit of 9,000 gold pounds in just one week.

Not to mention the continuous and sporadic single-time delivery costs of goods.

Although Harvey needs to go into battle and perform magic network delivery every time, the money is really like a constant flow of water!

Looking at the large number of messages sent on the forum, asking "Administrator Turing" Mr. whether it is possible to allow forum members to invite more people to join the forum through guarantee recommendations.

"Although I feel cold, my heart is very warm. My online platform is finally on the right track!"

Harvey tightened the blanket on his body and tapped the typing keys with his slightly stiff fingers.

Building a platform is indeed more profitable than building a product!