Chapter 5: 100 Gold Draws to Praise the Necromancer
【As a priest, serving the gods is a compulsory course】
Before going to bed, Chen Shuang read through the manual of knowledge that was said to be essential for every priest to serve the gods. It was roughly divided into three aspects.
【prayer】
Priests need to devote themselves wholeheartedly to praising the gods, conveying their thoughts and ideas to the gods, and praying for oracles to be given.
Chen Shuang closed the disgusting prayer quotations given by the system, and recited "Love your job, be dedicated, honest, and friendly..." twice, and recited them fluently to the statue twenty times.
Serve
Priests need to keep the statues of gods solemn and dignified to demonstrate the majesty of gods.
Chen Shuang took out an exquisite black and white maid outfit and put it on, covering the parts of the statue that should not be seen by people, thus maintaining the dignity of the god.
【clean】
Priests need to clean the statues regularly and keep them tidy.
"You don't need to wipe this," she blew away the dust on the smooth stone surface and nodded with satisfaction.
This obsidian material is really good, it is dirt-resistant and easy to maintain.
After spending ten minutes fooling around with the process, Chen Shuang took off her shoes and went to sleep. Before closing her eyes, she looked at the maid-dressed statue that was "facing the wall and reflecting on its mistakes" and couldn't help laughing out loud.
It seems that there are benefits to not waking up as a god.
Perhaps because the impression of the statue was too deep, Chen Shuang had a dream tonight.
"Priest, why are you laughing?"
A low voice came from above, and Shen Shuang subconsciously looked up.
Her sight extended upwards along the black crystal floor. She first saw the hideous skeleton throne, then the wheat-colored bare feet. The intricate gemstone chains hung down from the throne and dangled by the legs, which was indescribably tempting.
The tall figure lazily sat on the throne, his long curly black hair draped in front of him, and he repeated in confusion, "Why are you laughing?"
Because you're funny.
Chen Shuang quickly lowered her head and covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing too loudly.
A tall and mysterious god, but wearing a maid outfit; a cold mask, but wearing a maid outfit; sitting on a golden horse, but wearing a maid outfit; seductive chest muscles, but wrapped in a maid outfit, and even a bow tied by Chen Shuang before going to bed on the waist.
Chen Shuang successfully woke up with her own laughter.
【6:45】
The first thing she did when she got up was to recite the twenty-four-character mantra twice in front of the statue of the deity, trying to wash away her sins.
"Praise you, Dark Demon."
After arranging the bow on the waist of the statue, Chen Shuang packed up simply and went out to continue exploring, but this time there was an energetic magic ant by her side.
[Strong, sleep, strong]
The demon ant raised its antennae and chirped excitedly in the connection network. It was obvious that resting in the Dark Temple yesterday had been very beneficial to it. Not only had its shell grown completely, but its body had even grown a little bigger.
"Today we need to find a water source and continue collecting magic crystals. Can you contact the other magic ants?"
After separating from the other six magic ants yesterday, the connection was disconnected due to the long distance, and now only Xiaohong is left in the mental network.
Xiaohong nodded and made a low-frequency humming sound. Not long after, it responded in the mental network.
[Find, stone, eat, busy]
"You mean they've found a new vein of ore."
Xiaohong nodded.
[Water, I know, sir]
Chen Shuang: "You know where the water source is."
Xiaohong raised her head proudly.
[They, eat dirt, I, water]
Chen Shuang was now becoming more and more proficient in interpreting ant language. Upon hearing this, she couldn't help but laugh: "Well, well, you're the best. You actually found the water source."
I am clean.
It shook its hidden transparent wings, touched Chen Shuang's hand with its head, and successfully got a touch.
Chen Shuang imagined it and translated it into: other ants are dirty and only know how to eat dirt, but Xiaohong is different. Xiaohong loves to take a bath and is very clean, so you can touch her at will.
She didn't mention the scene of Xiaohong rolling around in the mud yesterday. She tilted her eyes and touched its head: "Let's go, let's find water first."
Xiaohong led Chenshuang and walked along the same road as yesterday. A dry riverbed first appeared in front of them. They walked towards the lower part along the terrain and found a lake in the center.
And not far away is a wild fruit field, with red fruits hanging on the branches, which are exactly the ones Xiaohong picked yesterday.
After picking a lot of ripe fruits and putting them in the backpack, Chen Shuang took out an almost empty mineral water bottle, filled it with water and put it in the backpack.
After working for a whole morning, it was already noon. Chen Shuang stretched her shoulders and sat down to prepare for dinner.
What she brought today was braised beef noodles. She took out the hot water she had prepared in advance from her backpack. Thanks to the special feature of the backpack, the boiled water was still steaming hot. She opened the lid of the instant noodles and poured in the water. The aroma quickly spread.
It smells so good it's deadly.
The spices melted in the hot water, the dough softened, and a smell that had never been seen in the Lost Land gradually spread. Xiaohong stuck her head out to take a look, then lay back down and gnawed on her own soil.
Smells so good.
An aroma more tempting than any human noble's dinner wafted into the nose, arousing the most desired appetite in the heart.
Gar is assessing the danger.
The eyes hidden under the black hood were scrutinizing.
A fair and tender human being with a weak demon ant.
The wandering Forbidden-level Necromancer stopped where he was, followed by a huge skeleton scorpion. Gar stroked the scorpion again and again, trying to distract its attention.
It smells so good, my stomach twitches at the seductive aroma.
Ever since he fled to the Lost Land to avoid being hunted, he has been surviving on wild fruits for the past few months and has never smelled the fragrance of human food again.
It is well known that the Lost Land cannot grow food crops, let alone spices, meat, grains, and bread.
So, grab it.
The desperado raised his wand.
Even if the weak humans and monsters fought back with all their might, it would only be another wave of his wand for him.
Chen Shuang felt a strong gaze, turned around and saw a person wrapped in a black robe.
The person in front of her was staring at her, or to be more precise, at the instant noodles in her hand. Chen Shuang suddenly felt that "hungry to the point of seeing green eyes" was a very accurate adjective. She raised the instant noodles and asked.
"Want to eat?"
The necromancer's hand that was raising the wand suddenly stopped, and the dark light gathered in the center of the wand slowly disappeared. He continued to stare at Chen Shuang and licked his lips.
Okay, her eyes told her yes.
She made a bowl of noodles for the stranger, the same braised beef as hers. The boiling hot water was still steaming. The man took it with both hands and started eating immediately when Chen Shuang said "It's time to eat". He pinched the plastic fork tightly, picked up a large lump of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth.
He ate voraciously and even drank up all the soup in the end.
After carefully licking the last spice residue, Garl threw the paper box to the skeleton scorpion. The scorpion chewed the paper box into pieces with two clicks. Chen Shuang watched for a long time but couldn't figure out where it had swallowed it.
It is the Scorpion's responsibility to effectively dispose of garbage and protect the ecological environment of the abandoned land.
The system did not sound an alarm, and Chen Shuang did not find anything unusual about the black-robed man and his docile scorpion. Since they had already arrived at the Lost Land, it seemed that raising a skeleton scorpion was no big deal.
She rested for a while and then set out to meet up with other magic ants to collect the magic crystals.
"Why is he still here?"
The man in black robe had been following him from a distance since the beginning, but he didn't make any other moves. Whenever he turned around, he looked around and pretended to just happen to pass by.
Nothing threatening, but looks sick.
Holding the Joker card tightly in her hand, Chen Shuang silently thought about the sequel to the story of the God of Darkness and the God of Light, and then continued to move forward.
Xiaohong successfully found her companions by relying on the connection between the magic ants. This was another mound with magic crystals distributed irregularly inside. When Chenshuang arrived, the magic ants were mining them in full swing.
【You are using "Witch's Secret"】
The link was successfully reconnected, and six more voices appeared in the mental network, chattering about how many purple pebbles they had collected.
Chen Shuang touched the reward as usual, then took out the hoe to mine together.
This small mound was even smaller than the previous one. After completely leveling it, I barely managed to collect a hundred magic crystals, a total of ten draws.
Chen Shuang patted the dirt off her body and looked back, only to find that the black-robed man from noon had not left yet. The skeleton scorpion noticed her gaze, tilted its head back and forth, and shook its head, looking very happy.
Why are you still here?
Chen Shuang asked tentatively: "Do you still want to eat?"
The other person's eyes suddenly lit up, and even through the black robe, one could feel the eager gaze.
Chen Shuang: “…”
It turns out that I didn’t eat enough.
This time she opened a box of beef in sour soup and gave the man in black a different taste.
He took the hot noodles and stuffed them directly into his mouth, devouring them in no time.
They finished eating quickly and handed the paper box to Scorpion. The taciturn Necromancer finally spoke: "Amethyst, you want it?"
She stuttered even more than Xiao Hong, and it seemed like she hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time. However, Chen Shuang had already trained herself to guess the meaning of words, so she nodded when she heard the words: "I want it, the more the better."
The silent necromancer suddenly stood up and took two steps towards the east. Seeing that Chen Shuang did not follow him, he walked back and took steps towards the east, motioning her to follow.
Are you taking her to find the magic crystal?
Chen Shuang's doubts vanished when they arrived at a large area of magic crystal mines.
How many times does this take?
The brown soil layer was wrapped with purple crystals, which were much better than the small mound in terms of density and size. Chen Shuang rubbed her sore legs and felt that today's trip was extremely worthwhile.
In front of the magic crystal mine grows a black thorn bush, with its twisted spikes showing a bright red color, like traces of blood that has dried up and then been repeatedly replenished with blood before drying up.
It is hard to tell how many dead bones are buried under the thorns, but I think there are probably more than enough.
How to get through.
The black-robed man walking in front suddenly raised his wand, fluently uttered a string of complex spells, then aimed it at the thorn bush in front, and finally recited the name of the spell.
【Taboo·Death and Decay】
A huge magic circle unfolded under his feet, directly wrapping the entire thorn bush. Then these thorns with bared fangs and claws seemed to have their vitality sucked away. They withered and died in an instant, and finally turned into powder.
The necromancer continued to chant the spell, and this time his wand pointed directly at the mine. An even larger magic circle enveloped the mine.
【Taboo·Collapse】
The entire mountain exploded instantly, and purple magic crystals scattered all over the ground. The necromancer nodded in satisfaction, turned back to look at Chen Shuang, and continued to stammer: "Yours, purple crystal."
Chen Shuang didn't know whether to complain about the wizard's incoherent speech but fast spell-casting ability first, or to be shocked by the terrifying destructive power of magic.
After realizing that all these magic crystals belonged to her, Chen Shuang suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
She said politely, "Thank you, is there anything I can help with?"
...
Finally sending the Necromancer away, Chen Shuang waved eagerly: "Goodbye, Mr. Mage - come and play again when you have time -"
The necromancer sat on the skeleton scorpion and waved his hand. A large bag of braised beef instant noodles was strung on the scorpion's tail hook, and the tip of the tail also waved towards Chen Shuang as a farewell.
The man and the scorpion left happily.
Chen Shuang sat on the rock and happily counted today's harvest.
After she touched the purple crystals, they were all stored in the system. The panel showed [Magic Crystals +800], for a total of 80 draws.
Adding the 10 consecutive draws mined by the magic ants today and the 10 consecutive draws at the beginning of yesterday, the first 100 consecutive draws have been accumulated.
Baifa guarantees minimum payout.
Chen Shuang didn't pause, immediately clicked on the card pool and pressed the draw button.
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