Chapter 302 Mu Dongjie and the Mechanical Titan

 …

 Faced with Matthew’s doubts.

Rhaegar yawned:

  “Is it possible that you have been too busy recently?”

 “I’ve talked to you about the preparations for this before.”

Matthew rubbed his hands in embarrassment:

 “But I didn’t expect it to be implemented so quickly.”

Zeller smiled and explained:

“It’s all settled, and it’s all so smooth thanks to the pressure from the Seven Saints Alliance.”

“The current territory defined by the Rolling Stone Kingdom includes the mossy green hills, high leaf collar, red soil mountains, golden fertile fields, and the main town of Rolling Stone.”

“The demarcation of the other three territories was not beyond our expectations, but it was surprising that the frogman tribe in the mossy green hills actively wanted to join us, but no matter what, it is a good thing.”

"Since last week, we have used Rolling Stone Kingdom as our official announcement. The expansion of Rolling Stone Town is also in progress. It is expected that the expansion in the northwest and northwest directions will be initially completed in the first half or second half of next year. At that time we will initially build the framework of Rolling Stone City."

“Then in the summer or winter of the next year, the Kingdom of Rolling Stone will be officially announced, and the middle-aged man in pajamas reading a newspaper in front of you will also become the first human king to aspire to the throne in this land.”

Zeller gave an overview of the plan to establish the Rolling Stone Kingdom.

 Matthew nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

Although he doesn’t quite understand this, Zeller’s ability in domestic affairs is really impeccable, which makes people feel admired after listening to it.

“It turns out that it will not be officially established until the year after tomorrow.”

 Matthew breathed a sigh of relief:

“I thought I had traveled through time and missed the founding celebration of the kingdom.”

Rhaegar blinked:

“Depending on how busy you are now, it is indeed possible to travel through time one day in the future and miss something important.”

“But maybe this is the mage.”

"Master Ronan used to be like this. I hope that on the day when the kingdom is established, you can at least send a clone or a mirror image here. This will be our greatest honor."

Matthew was too lazy to argue with the sinister Rhaegar.

 He pointed at the name of the second heir and asked:

 “I thought Patton was going to be in front of Brad.”

Zeller opened his mouth and said:

“That was the original plan, but when Lady Liz learned about it, she persuaded Rhaegar.”

"She told us that Brad had no intention of becoming a lord. Afterwards, with her coordination, Brad signed an agreement to give up his inheritance rights and automatically extend them. This agreement is still confidential for the time being. Little Patton said this Not aware of it.”

“The meaning of this is actually to make the appearance more beautiful and more regular. After all, many forces on this continent attach great importance to the superiority of elders and juniors when passing on power.”

 Matthew nodded.

“But it seems a little inappropriate for me, a person with a foreign surname, to become the fourth heir without doing anything, right?”

Rhaegar impatiently raised the newspaper and shouted:

 “It’s just a signature, why are you talking about your mother-in-law?!”

"I don't care? What do you care about?"

 “Mrs. Wesley, a pot of coffee!”

 The words have not yet finished.

 The elderly Mrs. Wesley walked in carrying a coffee pot.

 She smiled as she walked and said:

 “I guess it’s time for you to call out at this point.”

“Look, Rhaegar, I told you I knew everything about you, and you didn’t admit it yesterday!”

"Even if you just wiggle your butt, I can tell whether you want to fart or if your **** is itchy."

Rhaegar’s face darkened.

He took Mrs. Wesley’s coffee without saying a word, but he did not drink it immediately. Instead, he turned to Matthew and said:

“Actually, signing this confirmation is just a formality. I think I can live for a long time—maybe longer than you all!”

Mrs. Wesley put down the tray and interjected:

 “Don’t listen to Rhaegar’s harsh words.”

“He was very moody when he was drawing up this list, and he often secretly dropped small pearls alone.”

“He was worried that Rolling Stone would fall apart after his death.”

Rhaegar rarely refuted Mrs. Wesley, but continued:

 “So, will it?”

 He asked the three of them seriously.

 “What if one day?”

“If I die, will Rolling Stone be burned to the ground?”

 Matthew and Zeller were silent.

 Apparently no one can answer this question.

Only Mrs. Wesley smiled nonchalantly and said:

“Don’t be ridiculous, kid, I felt like the sky was falling when I just lost my husband, but haven’t the days passed by?”

 “The world will not stand still without anyone.”

"Even if I admit that you are indeed a rare and good lord..."

As she spoke, she took the cleaning tools and walked towards the inner room.

Rhaegar breathed a sigh of relief.

 But there was an inexplicable melancholy on his face.

 He seemed to want to say something.

He was interrupted by Mrs. Wesley who came out as soon as she entered the room:

“Rhaegar, next time you use sword oil, could you please stop all over the bed in the lounge?”

 “You’ve become more and more unruly since Sif left!”

 “Wouldn’t it be better to let your lover serve you in the bedroom?”

Rhaegar coughed violently:

 “Leave it alone, I’ll just clean it myself!”

"Come on!"

Mrs. Wesley shouted very loudly:

 “I won’t let you find an excuse to fire me!”

“When you become the king, I will be the king’s steward. This honor is not something that ordinary old ladies can enjoy!”

 It didn’t take long.

 She walked out carrying large and small bags of things.

“The sword oil I filled for you last time has been used up again. I’ll go to the basement to get some.”

"But remember to take it easy and don't make an illegitimate child."

 “Sif will be sad!”

 Her voice is still very strong.

Rhaegar put one hand on his forehead and groaned feebly:

 “Jenny is not that ambitious.”

Mrs. Wesley was unmoved:

“Jenny may not have it, but other people will, and people change.”

 “You are the king now. If you really want a child, you have to discuss it with a lot of people.”

 “But the person you are looking for first must be Sif, and of course, Matthew.”

　　As she spoke, she patted Matthew on the shoulder with a smile on her face.

Matthew waved his hands awkwardly:

“If Rhaegar wants to have a child, there is no need to discuss it with me.”

Mrs. Wesley shook her head and said:

"Silly boy."

 “If I were you, I would definitely keep an eye on Rhaegar for Sif.”

“He is different now. I don’t know how many women have thrown themselves at him...”

"If I were you, I would secretly use magic to sterilize him. Of course, don't let him hear this, otherwise he will definitely fire me..."

 Said.

 She left the room.

Rhaegar was left speechless.

 He looked at Matthew with some suspicion:

 “Is there really magic to sterilize?”

Matthew nodded:

"some."

Soon as if he thought of something, he quickly clarified:

“But don’t worry, I will never use it on you!”

Rhaegar coughed heavily:

 “Use it on me quickly!”

 “I can’t wait!”

 “You don’t know, those sheep intestines and fish soaks are not very easy to use...”

 Matthew couldn't help but roll his eyes.

 He handed the confirmation letter in his hand back to Zeller, who took it and looked at it with a satisfied smile on his face.

 “Is it signed? Let me see!”

Rhaegar came over:

 “I thought you would decline again.”

"etc?"

“What the **** is this Ma Xue Qi Xiu?”

Zeller corrected:

 “It’s the horse, the blood flag, the repair.”

Soon he looked up at Matthew:

 “Are you a Sioux?”

Matthew shook his head:

“It’s just that the places I used to live in have a similar naming pattern.”

As he spoke, he asked:

 “Is there anything you need my help with regarding the establishment of the Rolling Stone Kingdom?”

Zeller thought for a while:

“There are also some mountain tribes to the west of the High Leaf Collar and the northwest of the Moss Green Hills. We plan to annex them before the celebration. This will be very helpful for the subsequent development of the Rolling Stone Kingdom.”

“These tribes are not large in size, so they do not meet the conditions of the battle mode. I plan to send a force to deter them. I believe they will understand the direction of the wind.”

"If possible, I hope you can send some of the undead to become a member of this army."

Matthew readily agreed:

"no problem."

 “Do you need a bone dragon?”

Zeller smiled gently:

 “That’s perfect.”

 “An ordinary bone dragon will do.”

 Matthew is still discussing the details with Zeller.

 Poof—!

  Such a sound came from behind the desk.

But I saw Rega holding up the cup of coffee with a look of disbelief on his face:

“Is this washing the pot with water or boiling hot mud?”

 “Why is it all scum and not filtered at all?!”

 “Mrs. Wesley?!”

 “Mrs. Wesley?!”

Rhaegar’s cry was not answered for a long time.

He pressed the cup on the desk angrily:

 “This old woman is always just right deaf!”

 “Next week!”

 “I will definitely fire her next week at the most!”

Zeller reminded:

 “But next week is the Mudong Festival.”

Rhaegar hesitated.

Then he said solemnly:

 “Then next week!”

 …

It’s the end of December in the blink of an eye.

 The cold winter is coming unknowingly.

 “Rustling, rustling!”

Matthew’s shoes stepped on the pure white snow, leaving a mark more than a foot deep.

 The cold wind from the Helen Mountains slapped his face.

 He couldn't help but wrap himself up in clothes.

 “It’s been more than three years…”

 Walking in the snowy woods.

Matthew was quite emotional.

This snow started to fall at noon yesterday, and continued to fall in full force until this morning.

As soon as Matthew left the cemetery, he was amazed by the scenery of the silver-covered woods.

 The sudden heavy snow covered the ground with a layer of silver frost overnight.

 In the woods.

 The oak tree's canopy looks like it's stuffed with cotton.

 The situation on earth is slightly better.

 But the frost, snow, and ice all over the ground also announced the coming of severe winter.

 The ground is no longer suitable for small animals to survive.

But the biggest advantage of this land is that there are many burrows.

 Under the influence of the Sanctuary of Life.

These burrows have higher temperatures, enough to provide shelter for most animals over the winter.

besides.

  The centaur tribe also built various large or small shelters next to the World Tree.

Although Bogaard, the world tree, cannot provide a warm and spring-like environment.

 But by his side.

The temperature will at least not drop as cold as in other lands covered with ice and snow.

Centaurs are creatures that are extremely afraid of the cold.

 Generally speaking, they have been less active since winter, but due to the blessing of the Sanctuary of Life and the World Tree, the situation in the above-mentioned neighborhoods is somewhat different.

 When Matthew passed near the centaur tribe.

 It was found that many centaurs were playing musical instruments.

 When I saw Matthew.

They all gathered around and looked at Matthew with respect.

Matthew smiled and nodded to them.

 He walked towards the entrance of the cemetery.

Passing by a large underground cave, the sounds of small animals chirping could be heard inside, as if we were in a vegetable market——

"have you eaten?"

 “I haven’t eaten! I’m hungry! Do you have anything to eat?”

 “No, let’s be hungry together!”

 “Would you like to go out and find something to eat?”

"Are you stupid? If you go out now, you will be eaten by others!"

“It’s better to go hungry! Starving is the right way!”

 …

“This beautiful lady grouse, would you like to...wait a minute, you are not a grouse?

That’s okay.

I go first! "

 …

“Have any of you seen that rogue black peacock?

 I'm looking for him, he's harassing my sister!

 Which sister?

Every! "

 …

“This beautiful Miss Grouse, are you willing to accept my confession?

with me.

 Thus entering a new chapter in Niusheng? "

 “You are blind, I am a man!”

"Really? But you are also very good-looking. I saw you running in and out of the cave several times. What were you doing?"

“I’m looking for a black peacock! He’s a gangster! He goes around trying to seduce our grouse women!”

"Really? Haha! Fortunately, this matter has nothing to do with me. After all, I am a white peacock."

“You are very white! Otherwise I would have suspected you! Remember to notify me if you find that black peacock!”

 “Understood! Goodbye…”

 …

“Gan, why are you so wet? It turns out you are the **** black peacock!”

 “I’ll pluck all your hair!”

 …

 Listen to the little theater where the chickens and dogs are dancing in your ears.

Matthew smiled and shook his head.

 He walked quickly past the snow-covered mushroom garden, and then came to the stone stairs.

A farmer zombie was sweeping the snow with a broom. His movements were very standard, and he quickly cleared a passage for entry and exit. When he met Matthew, he took the initiative to get out of the way.

 This made Matthew extremely satisfied.

Going up the stone stairs to the cemetery, the cold seemed to be isolated behind you.

  Relative to the surface of the earth.

 It is really too warm in the cemetery.

Although negative energy is naturally chilly, it also represents a relatively stable temperature.

 Coupled with the unique advantages of underground caves.

 This results in Matthew's cemetery being warm in winter and cool in summer, making it seem more livable than the woods.

 Just walked into the cemetery.

Matthew saw red scarves hanging everywhere.

 This is the symbol of Mudong Festival.

 In Rolling Stone and surrounding areas.

 Mudong Festival is the most serious and important festival of the year.

 This is the last day of every year.

 On this day, people will reunite with their families, celebrate the harvest of the past year, and look forward to good luck in the coming year.

The symbol of Mudong Festival is the red scarf.

People here simply believe that as long as they receive a red scarf on the day of Mudong Festival, they will have good luck in the coming year.

 Matthew received a lot of red scarves early in the morning.

They come from Mrs. Wesley, Rhaegar, Zeller, Brad, Little Patton, Ms. Liz, Richard, teachers from Silver School, members of the garrison, and some Matthew can't remember. Names of ordinary people.

 Since the Outstanding Citizen Award Ceremony and the Battle of Moss Green Hills.

Matthew became a household name in Rolling Stone.

The name of the new generation of guardians of Rolling Stone Town - Tree Planting Mage is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Although a considerable number of people still fear the Necromancer.

  But with the efforts of Matthew and others.

These fears have gradually turned into awe.

 The fact that he received so many scarves on the morning of Mudong Festival is a clear proof.

 At least the Mudong Festival in the previous two years.

 The number of red scarves he harvested will not exceed ten.

 Most of them are from our own students.

Especially Sif.

And Béanna.

 In previous years, they both came early in the morning to give gifts to Matthew.

 As for the meaning of red scarf in Mudong Festival.

 It was Sif who told Matthew.

Matthew has a lot of people around him this year.

 But the two girls went far away for various reasons.

　　Obviously difficult to encounter.

 “I hope they all go well.”

  Matthew ended his brief thought.

He casually took off the red scarf around his neck, casually hung it on the tombstone next to him, and then walked quickly towards the second underground floor.

 Today is the Mudong Festival.

It is a day off for everyone in Rolling Stone.

 According to custom.

 Matthew also gave his men a holiday.

 The whole day today is free time.

 So the cemetery seems to be a little more lively than before.

 Next to the negative energy fountain on the basement floor.

Several arsonists are chatting with the Sphinx.

 “Your job is to keep people’s treasure?”

 One of the arsonists looked up and asked.

 The Sphinx nodded affirmatively.

The arsonist said with great interest:

 “That’s almost the same as me!”

 The Sphinx said displeasedly:

"But as far as I know, you were just a bunch of arsonists before you were locked up."

The man said disapprovingly:

“We are urban gangs. We occasionally set fires and most of the time we keep other people’s property.”

 The Sphinx shook his head and said:

“What you are doing is stealing or robbing, which is completely different from the nature of my work!”

“People like you are my enemies!”

The man asked back:

 “Who do you work for now?”

The Sphinx answered honestly:

 “Lord Matthew.”

The man nodded:

"So are we."

“Suppose there is such a situation. Master Matthew orders us to steal a treasure, and that treasure happens to be guarded by you. Can you refuse Master Matthew’s order?”

 The Sphinx looked troubled.

He didn't answer for a long time.

The man reminded:

 “I heard the Sphinx must be honest?”

The Sphinx answered with difficulty:

"cannot."

The arsonist clapped his hands and laughed and said:

"In that case, aren't you just insisting on stealing and are in the same group with us?"

 “According to this logic, our jobs are indeed similar!”

The Sphinx was stunned for a moment.

 Immediately fell into deep thought.

 …

 Outside the Wanderer's Courtyard.

Peggy stopped Matthew who was about to walk past.

“I’m going to hold a hide-and-seek contest today. All units in the cemetery can participate. Do you want to join us, Matthew?”

 Her tone was full of expectation.

Matthew smiled:

"This is my cemetery. I know every detail here. It would be unfair for me to compete."

 “But I can be the referee.”

Qiuka on the side jumped on the spot and turned into a white cat in an instant.

 She fluttered on the spot a few times, and then said with bared teeth and claws:

 “Then I’ll be a cat!”

"Huh?"

 “Why don’t you hide?”

 “Didn’t you say hide and seek?”

While Peggy is explaining the detailed rules of the hide-and-seek contest to Qiuka.

Matthew quickly slipped away.

However, as soon as he got down to the second underground floor, he bumped into Little Patton, who was carrying a heavy accessories bag and had a charcoal-black face.

 When the latter saw Matthew, he danced excitedly:

 “Hey Matthew, I was looking for you!”

 “I’ve done it!”

Matthew hesitated and said:

 “What have you accomplished?”

 “Wait, what’s going on on your face?”

Little Paton waved his hand indifferently:

 “Just got an electric shock.”

"I'm used to it. I go back and wipe it with snow and it's all in vain."

“Let’s get down to business, I’ve got that batch of electric lights from Bigfoot!”

As he said that, he pulled Matthew to the huge tombstone.

This tombstone is inlaid with white astral crystals, and is surrounded by groups of exposed copper wires.

 Several strings of light bulbs hung from the terminals of copper wire and crystal.

 The source is a black suitcase.

“Before, I had no way to make the electric light shine continuously and stably. The fundamental reason was the problem of energy transmission frequency.”

“I’ve checked the runes, and there’s nothing wrong with them.”

"The problem lies in the supply of energy - I found that the big devil's heart is too luxurious for a small-scale power supply, and the energy output from the big devil's heart is not stable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. I guess Stu Luke The industry should also have hidden energy stabilization and conversion technology. Unfortunately, we didn’t get this technology last time, but it doesn’t matter, I found a new means of energy supply!”

 “That’s to replace the big devil’s heart with the devil’s heart!”

“I have researched and found that the devil’s heart is more stable and durable than the devil’s heart because they are born with strong order attributes, so the output frequency is extremely stable.”

“Look, here’s the heart of a little lemure…”

 Speaking of which.

Little Paton excitedly pushed open a switch next to him.

 Click.

 A burst of electricity flowed through him.

 He let out a strange cry and let go, his hair stood up suddenly, and his face became darker than before.

 In silence.

 A streak of bright light bloomed from the tombstone!

that moment.

 The entire catacombs were illuminated as bright as day.

"I did it!"

Little Paton pumped his fists excitedly.

Matthew also showed an expression of surprise and relief.

 Previously, lighting in underground spaces still relied on torches or luminous gems and fungi.

These light sources are not stable.

And the brightness is too different from that of electric lights.

 Even if Matthew himself has higher quality candles and mage fire as assistance.

 He had to admit it.

 The electric lamp invented by Little Patton can give people more comfort and pleasure.

 The light illuminates everything.

 A period of time.

 Many undead people who were active nearby were attracted and pointed at the light source on the tombstone.

"Congratulations!"

“How many sets of light bulbs can a little lemure’s heart power at the same time?”

 “How long will it last?”

“Is this solution feasible to be promoted?”

“Can we make this light bulb ourselves?”

“There are also astral white crystals and copper wires used to transmit electricity. Do you think Rolling Stone has the ability to build such a factory?”

“In addition to lighting, this bioenergy can also be developed for other uses, right?”

Matthew asked a dozen application questions in one go.

Little Paton patted his head after listening:

“I have written down all these questions, and I will study them in two days.”

 “Now, I have to go home for the holidays!”

“I’ve been spending time in your cemetery every day, and my mother thought I fell in love with a zombie, hahaha.”

 “I can’t make her sad anymore!”

“After all, she had just grieved for her other son last week—

My stupid brother Brad actually asked my mother to marry the little widow from the moonshine shop outside the town.

 The reason is that he has already slept with her and must be responsible for her.

 This makes my mother very angry.

 Come on, he is now the second-in-line heir to the Rolling Stone Kingdom!

 Speaking of which, that little widow is pretty cool, right?

Has taken the second and third picks in bed.

It’s a pity that Sif is not very convenient.

How about I introduce you to her? "

Matthew rolled his eyes after saying this.

Little Patton laughed:

"just kidding."

 “Happy Mudong Festival, Matthew.”

“By the way, do you mind if I give you a scarf?”

 …

 Farewell to little Parton.

 Matthew walked into the workroom.

 Close the door.

 It was completely quiet all around.

 He came to the table and continued his study last night.

 With his unremitting efforts.

These days, Matthew's progress in the field of necromancy, especially in the knowledge of souls, can be described as rapid.

Every time he read a piece of information, he felt that his understanding of the world had deepened.

This feeling fascinated him.

 And in this process.

 He also realized once again how helpful Isabel was to him.

 Nearly infinite knowledge points mean that the alliance’s precious knowledge is completely available to him.

 This is completely unbelievable to other mages.

 They must accumulate enough knowledge points to be able to purchase a piece of knowledge.

 But Matthew is different.

 He has no worries at all.

 So just focus on learning itself.

 And be able to focus on learning itself.

 It is a very happy thing in most times.

After one hour.

Matthew closed the document in front of him.

 “The general framework has been set up...”

"The deep contract has been completely completed. I can also achieve the out-of-body state of the soul required to sign the deep contract through the ability of soul projection."

“The carrier for signing the contract is tentatively determined to be the scalp of Rand Devil and the blank tombstone obtained from the troll underground palace. Both of them are solid enough to withstand the energy of the deep contract.”

“Next I need to make a Horcrux and equip it with a sanctioning object.”

Matthew was thinking and writing his plan.

 He is now 90% sure of controlling the fragments of the God of War's soul.

 The remaining percent.

 An inspection is also required.

 “Who should I practice with first?”

 Matthew rubbed his chin in thought.

 But at this moment, a roaring sound suddenly came from above his head!

 Matthew hurried to the surface.

But on the wasteland in the north, where it was originally covered with snow, a mechanical giant the size of a small mountain suddenly appeared!

 The red spray paint on the giant's surface is so conspicuous in the white snow!

 …

 Hint: You encountered the Mechanical Titan (Fire Dragon version)!”

 …

 “Like my lady, Matthew?”

A dull voice came from the Mechanical Titan.

 …

 (End of this chapter)