Vegetable Skeleton's Exotic Land Reclamation

When they saw the undead summoner, both the king and Ange paused for a moment. Nigris, who had known them for a long time, immediately noticed something unusual. Asked in a low voice: "What did you see?"

Ange took the rare initiative and said, "Scarecrow hat."

"What? He has a scarecrow hat on his head. Isn't that what he really looks like?"

"No, this is what he really looks like. He seems to be hiding something with the scarecrow hat." The king said.

"What can he cover up? Isn't it already taboo to summon the undead? What can he cover up by pretending to be a summoner of the undead? Is it divine power?" Negris asked in surprise.

Is there anything more taboo these days than the undead? Except for the god who just struck hard.

"You have become smarter, Naige. Is it because there is no influence of the wisdom halo now, so your intelligence has returned to normal?" the king said in surprise.

In fact, he had long discovered that Nigris' reaction was much faster. The most likely reason was that Nigris was projected and the aura of enlightenment could not work, so his intelligence would not be transferred to others.

"No, it's because you are too stupid. I don't need wisdom to cover you. You can be easily deceived." Nigris said proudly.

After exchanging a few customary words, a 'man' and a 'bird' came to the necromancer in one disguise.

"This..." Looking at this look, Shah didn't know what to say.

The king said: "I heard that you are looking for me? What's the matter?" The king felt majestic as soon as he opened his mouth.

There was no way, even though Nigris was the same age as him, he looked like a curious old man in front of Ange, but after all, he was the immortal master, and he was definitely condescending.

Naji Gray Stick could not feel this kind of power because they were already in a weak position at that time, but Shah felt it immediately and frowned dissatisfied: "Shah Grumman, Summoner of the Undead, please 'see' Rest in Charge of the Cemetery.”

The word 'see' is emphasized very strongly.

The king naturally heard his dissatisfaction, and said casually without caring: "You look ugly and are gone. Is there anything wrong?"

As expected, he and Nigris often exchanged blows, and all of Shah's dissatisfaction was bottled up in one sentence. People said that he was ugly, and it would be too rude for you to 'meet' him.

Seeing Shah's deflated look, Nigris laughed like crazy in his heart. This old immortal was just like Ange, he could make people half dead even if he spoke seriously.

"I am a Death Summoner, and I would like to purchase some corpses from the Cemetery of Rest. This is a license issued by the Death Summoners Alliance." Shah was so angry that he was too lazy to engage in friendship, so he said it in a business-like manner.

"Permit?" The king took a look and asked doubtfully: "Can corpses be bought and sold?"

"Of course, you don't understand this? Are you a night watchman?" Shah said doubtfully.

The king glanced at Laisi, who quickly stepped forward and explained: "This is not the night watchman. The night watchman only comes at night. This is the person in charge."

Shah said angrily: "You see, it's not professional at all. Will the night watchman come back only at night?"

Shah didn't want to talk to these people anymore, but he looked at the sky and saw that it was only morning now. He couldn't say the word 'wait', so he could only explain patiently: "Ownerless corpses can be bought and sold, but you have to get the undead souls." A license issued by the Summoners' League, otherwise it is corpse theft."

The king looked at Shah and then at the permit to make sure he was not lying, but nodded and asked: "What kind of corpse do you want? How much do you plan to pay?"

"I need a body that is tough, with skin as tough as cowhide, complete, with no obvious missing parts, and preferably even the brain tissue," Shah said.

To make it so complicated, doesn't it mean he wants a bast zombie? Of course, he should be talking about a soulless one. Isn't this kind of corpse rare?

"It's not rare, so I came here to look for it. If you have it here, I'm willing to pay a high price." Shah said hesitantly.

The king heard the insincerity of his words and said dissatisfiedly: "If you say that, then I don't have it here."

"Huh?" Have you been seen through? Shah was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the king who was about to leave, he quickly explained: "Please wait a moment, it's like this. Originally, this kind of corpse was not difficult to find, but since the Royal Magician Corps began to clean up, suitable ones They have all cleaned up the corpses, so there are indeed relatively few such corpses now, so if there are suitable ones, I am willing to pay a high price."

After Shah's explanation, everyone realized that the so-called registration of the Royal Magician Group was not limited to the gods, but also included fringe forces such as the Summoners of the Dead. Shah's license was that after registration, the Death Summoners Association granted license.

Only registered necromancers with a license can purchase corpses and refine them into their own summoned creatures, and the number must be registered every year. Therefore, it is illegal for anyone who wants to play Skeleton Sea or Undead Frenzy.

"So that's it, then how much price are you willing to pay?" the king asked.

Shah raised a hand tentatively: "Five magic crystals?"

"I'm not sure about the price. Is the Five Magic Crystal very high?" the king asked.

Shah nodded: "It's very high, higher than a living person. A living slave only needs one or two magic crystals. If it is more expensive than a living person, many people will kill the slave and sell it as a corpse, so ordinary corpses are also It’s just one or two gold coins, and my requirements are relatively high, so I can produce five magic crystals.”

"It makes sense, then you haven't thought about killing living people secretly?" the king asked.

"No, how is that possible? Don't talk nonsense!" Shah was startled, shook his head and waved his hands and said: "If you are caught, you will be thrown into the soul prison. Don't talk nonsense. Are there any suitable corpses? If you don’t sell it, I’ll leave.”

The king said: "Yes, there is, but I can't use the magic crystal. I stay here with the dead every day and have no place to spend money. Do you have any other good things? You can exchange them for it."

When Nigris heard this, he knew what the king was thinking. He was probably thinking about other people's scarecrow hats. Scarecrow hats are very low-level magic items. They only cost about a dozen magic crystals. But they had asked Najib before. It seems that I have never seen such a thing.

"No money? What do you want?" Shah asked.

"It depends on what you have. I have several corpses here that meet your requirements." After the king finished speaking, he added in his mind: If you don't have any, you can make them on the spot.

Shah thought for a while and said: "Soul crystal? Black crystal? By the way, you must have never seen this. Muscle-building potion is especially good for treating trauma. Even if your flesh falls off, just apply a little on it to stop bleeding. Muscles, with continued use, wounds as big as a bowl can be healed, which is very precious. How about replacing three corpses with this potion?"

As he spoke, Shah took out a bottle of transparent liquid. Seeing the bottle of liquid, Nigris couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing on the spot: "Pfft——"

Shah, who had always regarded the construct bird as his mount, was startled and looked at Nigris in confusion. When he saw Nigris's unnatural movements after being discovered, his expression suddenly changed and he was so angry: "You guys Refining soul constructs? How bold, damn it, the bone ax and bone sword come out, catch..."

The next words could not be said because the king's big hand had already pinched his mouth.

However, the summoning process did not stop. A spatial rift slowly opened on his side, and two golden skeletons jumped out holding big swords and axes. Their souls roared and rushed forward, and smoothly knelt down in front of the king.

"..."

Thank you to the domineering werewolf, book friend 131449, for the reward.