Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

"Eradicate aristocratic tyranny! The world belongs to the people!" The Duke of Doom tried to shout a slogan. But he shouted neither confidently nor firmly.

"Uh~ It doesn't feel like this... I should be louder."

"Eradicate the tyranny of the aristocracy! The world belongs to the people!!" A loud voice echoed across the deserted and abandoned battlefield.

The overlapping echoes startled the Duke of Doom. He looked back and forth, afraid of disturbing someone.

But his worries were unnecessary, there were no living creatures here.

But this shout made his heart beat fast, and he felt a kind of power.

He swayed his body excitedly, and after brewing for a while, he shouted: "Eradicate aristocratic tyranny! The world belongs to the people!!!"

This time he shouted with great confidence, and an unprecedented feeling of comfort filled his empty heart.

He doesn't care about the content of the slogan, he just enjoys the feeling of confidence. It seems that as long as he is connected to the hero's brain, he will become a hero.

So in the next few days, the Duke of Doom wandered around the new battlefield, looking for fresh food and shouting slogans when no one was around.

And he also restrained his inhuman image and replaced the heroic image.

He will help the rebels according to the actions in the hero's mind.

For example, they could sneak into the nobles' positions to spy on their defenses, and then draw up the information and secretly hand it over to the resistance.

And in the resistance camp...

"We have received unknown information again... We don't know who is secretly helping us?" A rebel brought the received information into the camp.

"This kind of unknown information is too suspicious. It may be a conspiracy of the nobles."

"No, we have verified it several times, and the information he sent every time is correct."

"Perhaps the nobles are just playing a long game to catch the big fish..."

After people argued for a while, they turned their attention to Miss Angel beside them.

"Lord Angel, what do you think this information is about? If someone wants to help us, why don't they show up?"

Miss Angel looked at the information, and she found that each time the information contained mostly paintings and very little text content. And there will be some typos in these words.

This means that the person providing the information should not be a noble, and there is always an abbreviation at the end of the information. She looked at the abbreviations and felt that they were familiar.

Some not-so-good memories gradually came to her mind. She recalled the soldier who was first infected with the spores on the eve of the spores outbreak.

He had mutated at that time, and logically speaking, he should attack him without any scruples. But he didn't, he seemed to still have some sense. This is really rare, at least so far, no mutant has been able to do this.

Once those mutants mutate, they will turn into wild beasts that will not recognize their relatives. They will not even guard against danger, but only want to be bloodthirsty. A mutant with as much sanity as the previous warrior seemed not to exist at all.

Miss Angel looked at the abbreviation pl at the end of the information again.

"Pineapple, is that you?"

The angels will provide some cultural training to the warriors, including literacy. However, short-term training does not have much effect, and many soldiers still cannot write their names. So they habitually use abbreviations to represent their names.

The previous mutated warrior's name was Pineapple, and its abbreviation was pl, which was exactly the same as the abbreviation at the end of this intelligence.

Thinking of this, Miss Angel can also understand why the pineapple does not appear. After all, people who have mutated will not be accepted by everyone.

"Everyone, can you listen to me?" Miss Angel raised her head and said.

"Please speak!" All the soldiers listened attentively.

"If there is a mutant who has developed intelligence and he is helping us secretly, can we accept him?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became weird. Everyone's faces showed expressions of disbelief.

"You mean those mutants may have intelligence? How is this possible? At least we haven't encountered it yet..."

"I don't know either, but I think this information should have been provided by Pineapple. He didn't attack me when he mutated, but left. So I think... is he special?"

"This..." Everyone pondered for a while.

After a long time, a soldier broke the silence.

"If it's really a pineapple, maybe we should find a way to accept him!"

"No! It's too dangerous! If everyone is accidentally attacked, they will mutate quickly! Aren't the previous lessons painful enough? The person after mutation will not be the same person at all!"

"But... he is providing us with information. Maybe he has not forgotten us at all. It must be painful for him to wander outside alone, right?"

"..." Everyone fell into silence.

Finally, Miss Angel said: "No matter what, we have to try to get in touch with him. If he really remains sane, maybe we can try to accept him."

Everyone looked at each other and finally nodded with complicated expressions.

So in the following period, the resistance army began to consciously observe how these inexplicable intelligence appeared.

After some observation, they found nothing. But some people heard some chanting late at night.

At first they thought it was one of their own who had nothing to do in the middle of the night and shouted slogans. But then they felt something wasn't right about it.

So after night, everyone began to deliberately approach the place where the slogans came from.

Everyone saw a figure faintly in the distance, and that person was roaring loudly. He shouted slogans over and over like a fool.

But the soldiers didn't think it was funny.

"Is he strengthening his beliefs?"

"Perhaps this is the only way to counter his instinct?"

"What to do now? Do you want to rush forward?"

"Don't! We might scare him if we do this. Let's also try shouting slogans! Maybe this can convey our goodwill!"

"it is good!"

So the next scene is interesting. After the figure in the distance shouts the first half of the sentence, the soldiers will thoughtfully add the second half.

The sudden sound attracted the figure's attention. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the soldiers.

In fact, he had noticed that someone was approaching, but he did not want to leave. In his opinion, a hero should not be alone.

So he tried shouting slogans here to attract everyone's attention. Sure enough, someone noticed him and some responded.

But he didn't know what to do next. Because the hero has no relevant plan in his mind. He tried to stay where he was and wait for the reaction of the people across from him.

"Pineapple! Is that you?" The soldier in the distance couldn't help shouting.

"..." The Duke of Doom didn't reply and just stood there.