A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

The next morning.

At 3:50, Matthew opened his eyes on time. After washing up, he went to the kitchen to grab a loaf of bread and left the house amidst the chirping of birds in the morning.

He did not leave the mage area as usual.

Instead, he walked toward the centre of the mage area, where no one else had ever visited.

The morning of early spring was still cold.

Matthew walked past a well-maintained bush. Drops of dew swirled along the leaves, and a few drops even spilt on his shoes.

A few minutes later.

He wolfed down the bread and stood in front of a two-story house in the middle of the mage area.

“Dong dong dong!”

The bell suddenly rang from the bungalow.

This meant that it was four o’clock sharp.

Matthew quickly stepped forward.

He gently knocked on the door with his right hand until an exaggerated face appeared on the door. He then said the password, “A day’s plan is in the morning. ”

The strange face split open quickly, revealing a dark, dome-shaped entrance.

‘ Good morning, Matthew. Welcome to ‘Crucible House’.

“I’ll wait for you on the top floor. Remember to press the acceleration button on the elevator a few more times. You’ll experience an extraordinary pleasure.”

A mechanical voice came from inside.

Matthew lowered his head and walked in.

What appeared in front of him was an extremely vast space.

The floor was paved with a strange material like mercury, the dome of the sky was lined with stars, six marble pillars rose into the sky, and the two sides were lined with sculpture-like automatons.

This was the Crucible House.

It was part of a Mage Tower that the Great Mage Ronan had made public.

Here, you could buy magic tools and materials, borrow magic books, rent magic laboratories, forge magic equipment, find an adventuring team, and so on.

It was similar to the Adventurer’s Guild in many online games, except that the Crucible House only served mages.

Moreover, the entry time was very strict. It was only fifteen minutes between four in the morning and four fifteen in the morning. If they missed it, they would have to come back the next day.

There were at least four entrances to the Crucible House south of Eversong Forest.

However, Matthew never bumped into anyone every time he came here. He speculated that it might be because there were too few mages in this world at the moment and that the Crucible House charged an entrance fee. Thirty gold coins each time wasn’t too expensive, but it was still an expense.

Take Matthew as an example.

If he did not have the need to borrow books from this place, he would never have come to the Crucible House.

The food and service here were good but expensive.

The materials and tools provided by Master Ronan were much better than those outside.

But if Matthew had a choice, he would rather travel a few hundred kilometres to Baiyan City to find a familiar merchant to buy the same materials and tools.

Unfortunately, he had no choice.

This was the kind of place where one would unconsciously bend over when they entered the door if they were not rich.

Matthew walked to the nearest marble pillar. This was actually a magic elevator hidden in the pillar. You could go to the floor you wanted according to your needs. Different floors had different constructs to serve you. Of course, you could also choose to have human servers receive you, but it would cost more.

When Matthew approached, he was surprised to find a woman wearing black-rimmed glasses and a traditional robe waiting anxiously before the elevator.

“Ding! ”

The pillar rotated to both sides, and the magic elevator appeared in front of them.

“Ah, why don’t you go first?”

The female mage said to Matthew somewhat unnaturally.

She seemed to be particularly constrained.

Matthew sized her up and shook his head.

“No, you go first. I’ll wait for the next one.”

The female mage was a little surprised.

However, after seeing Matthew’s determined expression, she was shocked.

She quickly nodded and thanked him in a low voice.

Then, she jogged into the lift.

“By the way, if a voice asks you to press the acceleration button later, remember to reject it!”

The elevator doors were about to close. Matthew smiled and gave his advice.

Through the crack, the female mage tilted her head in confusion.

The elevator went up in an instant.

Matthew waited patiently for a few minutes.

A brand-new elevator booth unfolded in front of him.

He walked in calmly.

As a close friend of Ronan, the privilege he enjoyed in the crucible house was Tower Spirit 177’s service.

This would greatly facilitate him to find what he wanted in the vast sea of Imowledge.

There was no need to pay labour fees.

Matthew was very grateful for this.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

He could feel himself rising at a slow and comfortable speed.

After a few seconds.

A stiff voice rang in his ears.

“Sir, according to the current speed, you will need 29 hours and 7 minutes to reach the floor you want. So, do you need an accelerated service? I am your friendly companion, Tower Spirit No. 247.”

Matthew immediately refused. “No. Don’t play this kind of trick anymore. 177 , you sound like a broken record.”

A few seconds later.

The voice continued, “177 has been killed and replaced by me, 369. Now I control the Crucible House. If you don’t want to fall, you better press the acceleration button. It will make you very happy.”

Matthew smiled and said, “It can indeed make people very happy, but I’m sorry, I’ve already vomited once. After that time, I swear I won’t fall for your trick again. ”

The voice laughed coldly..