This lich needs more money

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 At a time when everyone is paying attention to this meeting.

Amber Xiu, the core figure in the core, was lying on a pile of gold coins, enjoying the feeling of being buried in gold coins.

It's just that others can't be as calm as Amber Xiu.

Two students, Harvey and Selwyn, who had just become a disciple, were standing aside helplessly, looking at the teacher's gesture which showed no dignity at all.

Selwyn couldn't help but poke Harvey's waist and signal him with his eyes.

Although Selwyn is decades older than Harvey, Harvey started early and is considered a senior. In this embarrassing situation, of course Harvey still spoke first.

However, Harvey didn't speak and just stood quietly until Selwyn couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Is our teacher usually like this?"

Harvey said helplessly: "Occasionally...occasionally."

"How long will that last?"

"Wait a little longer."

"All right."

…

Amberxiu seemed to have heard the whispers of the two students, so he climbed up from the gold mountain, and then sucked the gold coins into the golden throne.

Today's Golden Throne has been distorted by the Kuo-Toa people's beliefs, so it still looks ugly and weird. Although it is golden, it is still quite ugly.

But Amberxiu doesn't mind. No matter what shape gold is, its essence is the same. Just like Amberxiu himself, his will and pursuit are eternal.

After putting away the huge amount of gold coins he had earned recently, Amber Xiucai said to the two students: "You two don't go to work, and you come here to see my corpse? Have you finished the work at hand?"

Selwyn looked at Harvey, and when her senior brother nodded, she replied: "Teacher, all the facilities on the island have been almost completed, and the first batch of sales are already quite proficient. The dwarves sent it The basic qualities of the goblins are good, and they quickly understood the sales plan you made. It’s just that the goblins want to meet you and say they want you to give a speech to them.”

Amberxiu was very satisfied with Selwyn, the new student. This older woman was much better at handling various tasks on the island than Harvey, the stupid young man.

And no matter what route they take, prophecy mages have strong intuition. If coupled with the ability to speak eloquently, they will have an absolute advantage when communicating with others.

No wonder Aldarion would say that Selwyn is a very good helper. She has indeed helped Amberxiu solve a lot of troubles.

Just hearing Selwyn mention those goblins made Amberxiu feel a little disgusted.

"Goblins are not a good thing. Some of their smart individuals are very good at doing business, but they have no bottom line, so they often cause a lot of mess. They are just very good at letting others wipe their butts for them. So, don't have anything to do with those goblins. If there is too much communication, throwing it away after use is the most appropriate way to deal with it.”

Selwyn also agreed with Amberxiu's statement. If it weren't for the shortage of manpower, she wouldn't be able to bear the smelly goblins walking around in front of her eyes.

They only had gold coins in their eyes, and their hands were dirty several times. Selwyn had to use some drastic means to stop the evil trend of "private transactions". Otherwise, if these goblins really dare to sell Amberxiu's products as their own, they will report "loss" later.

You can ignore the goblins, but you can't ignore other things.

Selwyn said to Amberxiu: "Teacher, your friends have made arrangements."

"Oh? So fast?"

The members of the Mourning Poets Society have arrived. Amberxiu just enjoyed the feeling of lying in the pile of gold coins too much. Now it's time to get up and get down to business.

Amberxiu said to the two students: "You go and do your work."

When Selwyn left Amberxiu's vault, Harvey, who deliberately took a few steps slowly, suddenly turned back and said to Amberxiu very seriously: "Teacher, you have been very unusual recently. The student has a question to ask, Please don’t lie to me, have you...seen your end?”

Amberxiu looked at Harvey and said doubtfully: "So much work can't stop your random thoughts, right?"

"This is not random imagination, teacher, don't forget that I am also a prophecy mage, and... I am more talented than you. Not only did you see your future, I also saw it."

"Then what? I know you still ask?"

"But…"

Amberxiu said with a smile: "Who bragged that if you saw yourself dying tomorrow, you would quietly read your notes, write a suicide note and wait for the end to come? It's not you who is dying now, so you are excited Can’t control it anymore?”

"I…"

Harvey didn't know what to say for a moment. Has the lich who wanted to get rid of his fate at the beginning calmly accepted it now?

Harvey couldn't help but said: "Teacher, maybe we can try and use your method to save me! I can join forces with Selwyn..."

"Shut up, Harvey!"

Umbershoe warned seriously: "Selwyn doesn't know that method yet, are you going to kill her only chance of rescue?"

When a prophecy mage sees his own death in the future, he can only be saved by other prophecy mages by reversing the past. But when you already know this method, reversing the past has no effect.

Amberxiu knew very well the flaws of the method he had come up with, so he would not try such a meaningless thing at all.

Harvey was very excited, but he didn't know where to hit his clenched fists, and in the end he had no choice but to loosen his fists.

Amberxiu walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder and said: "From the corner where we peek into destiny, the people around us will enter the destined ending of death one by one. When you are about to become numb, then it will be your turn." Himself. Every prophecy mage will go through this. Have you read the notes that Selwyn brought? "

Harvey nodded silently.

This junior sister not only brought the suicide note of another prophecy mage, but also the magic notes that the old man had studied for a lifetime. Harvey took the time to study it and almost understood the knowledge inherited from Selwyn's lineage.

Amberxiu said enviously: "Your talent is really exaggerated. I'm beginning to understand why the goddess of fate was willing to **** you away from Demogorgon."

When Harvey was deceived into believing in Demogorgon, he had already become a magician. After reading a few pages of "Introduction to the Prophecy Mage" written by Amber Xiu, he successfully changed professions. If it weren't for the manipulation of the goddess of fate, Amberxiu wouldn't believe it even if he died.

If Destiny has her chosen one, Harvey must be one of them.

It's just that this goddess is moody, and I don't know if Harvey can withstand the goddess's punches or kicks.

"Teacher...what can I do for you?"

Harvey was sad, not even on the day he knew he was going to die. Like many people around Ambrose, Harvey was a poor child who had not experienced much warmth since he was a child. On the contrary, he felt a lot of love after following this "evil" lich.

At least this teacher really taught him everything he learned without reservation. When he faced a desperate situation, it was this teacher who did not hesitate to reverse time to save him. However, when the teacher meets his own death, Harvey can do nothing.

Amberxiu thought for a while and then said to Harvey: "Destiny may have countless interpretations. Whether it is me, Mr. Fortune, or Selwyn, we all took one of the paths to reach the position of legend, but in the end we all failed.

"Every prophecy mage will eventually fight against fate and then be defeated by fate. This is just like our fate, but you still have a chance. Harvey, you may be the prophecy mage who has the best chance to escape the control of fate. Don't let We are disappointed.

"If you ask what you can do, then I hope you can follow the path of the three of us and walk a farther distance. Even if you can't do it, you must open up a broader future for future generations, so that they can be closer to the finish line One step closer.”

"Teacher...I will...I will definitely do it."

Harvey lowered his head and closed his eyes hard, but tears eventually fell from the corners of his eyes.

Amberxiu walked past Harvey. This student was also a man who had experienced ups and downs. He could definitely get through it on his own, and he didn't need to be comforted by himself.

After leaving the treasury, Amberxiu came to the other side of the island, which was an underground palace specially built for members of the Mourning Poets Society.

Although the group of friends are all legends, and except for the vampire, they are not very afraid of the sun, it is still quite scary to see a large group of undead walking on the island. In order not to affect business, I can only make the group friends feel aggrieved.

I hurried over slowly, and saw the vampire Huggie Stone holding up a drawing board and scribbling, and he looked decent.

All the members of the Mourning Poets Society are present... except the president.

A group of undead stood in front of Huggie Stone, posing in various poses for the vampire to draw.

Seeing Amberxiu appear, the headless horseman Gareth quickly greeted him and said, "Brother, I'm finally free. Come here quickly. This position is yours."

Gareth pointed to the empty seat next to Apoptotic Rose, which was specially reserved for Amber Xiu.

Fortunately, I was painting instead of taking pictures, otherwise I wouldn't have waited for Amberxiu to show up.

Amberxiu walked up to everyone in confusion and asked strangely: "Why do you suddenly think of painting a painting?"

Apoptotic Rose smiled and explained: "The vampire said that it is rare for everyone to get together, and because of this historical event, we should draw a painting as a commemoration."

Amberxiu nodded, which made sense.

The members of the Mourning Poets Society are all powerful figures, and it is indeed rare to get together. Moreover, major events such as peace talks between countries and weddings to gods will indeed become a highlight in history.

Huggie Stone is quite smart. This painting will definitely fetch a high price in the future.

Then can I ask the kings to stand together and draw a picture before the conference starts?

Think about the Orc King standing next to Emperor Ryan, how beautiful the picture would be. A real "world famous painting" will appear at any time!

Just as he was thinking about this question, Amberxiu suddenly heard Huggie Stone say: "Hey, don't look like a skull. Then no one will know who you are. You don't even look around. You're just a skeleton." The style of the shelf is wrong!”

Amberxiu was stunned for a moment and looked at his friends around him, it seemed that this was really the case.

Apoptotic Rose's body was soaked in mercury, and she somehow managed to maintain her original appearance. She was a stunning beauty with a noble temperament. Although the headless brother has no head, his armor and muscles are quite handsome. The bone dragon lady also appears in the form of a dragon soul.

Ai Ge is naturally a clone of the human form, as well as the ghoul Yugashi I met before. Even though the sharp teeth on his mouth are scary, he is still flesh and blood and has an elegant posture.

There was only one person left that he didn't know... This giant brother was squatting on the ground, much taller than everyone else. He looked a bit silly, but he was still in human form.

As for the poet, he is holding a concave shape of the lute and looks no different from the bard.

Amber Xiu let out a cry from his soul: "Am I the only one in the entire Mourning Poets Society who is a pure skeleton?"

Huggie Stone showed a disgusted expression, and then urged: "Change into human form quickly, you look quite good-looking with black hair and black eyes. If you draw a skeleton in it, others will think you have been summoned." ’s servant.”

Amber Xiu gave the vampire a **** in return, but still honestly changed back to the way he was before the time travel, with black hair and black eyes, looking at the somewhat decadent young man.

I have to say that the dwarf vampire Huggy Stone really has some artistic attainments. After everyone posed for two or three hours, this guy painted several paintings.

It is very rare to be able to paint oil paintings so quickly. If you look closely, you can see that the paintings are very good, and everyone is lifelike.

"But why is it you, the guy, standing in the middle!"

Ambrose pointed dissatisfiedly at the middle position. This position in every painting was Huggy Stone himself. He was not even standing with them!

Huggie Stone said disdainfully: "Of course I want to be in the painting, but I can't stand there, so why don't I use my own expression? I have to draw myself into it first, and then I can arrange a position for you. I said it You don’t understand either, you don’t understand any art.”

Amber Xiu looked at this guy with contempt, he really wanted to show off at all times.

However, the painting has been completed and there is no way to pursue it now.

What needs to be commemorated has been commemorated, and the rest is to do business.

Amberxiu said to the friends in front of him: "Everyone, you should have seen the private message I sent you. I believe you all understand what needs to be done. If you have any questions, you can ask me now. I hope you can wait until then. Everything goes according to plan.”

Everyone nodded to show their understanding.

The Mourning Poets Society is the most important part of the plan. Amberxiu has arrangements for each of them, especially Aige and the Poet. These two are probably the most powerful among all members, and the parts they are responsible for are also The most difficult.

Just when Amberxiu was about to continue reviewing a pair of scripts with everyone, the dark red-skinned giant spoke.

The low voice was like the sound of a bell echoing in the catacombs. He asked Amberxiu: "You said Arthur Lane was resurrected. Where is he?"

Amberxiu looked at this giant. Although it was the first time he met him today, he had already communicated with this old man in the group chat before. He was the corpse left behind by the giant clan, just like the Storm Arena. Like the flesh and blood puppets there.

It's just that he was the first flesh puppet at that time and was stored in the city. Finally, due to the disappearance of the giants, the city fell into the ground, and he was sealed inside.

After countless years, this flesh and blood corpse developed its own will and became a special undead. He named himself - Im.

Theoretically, Im is a zombie, but compared to ordinary zombies, this one is many times more powerful.

Because it was so long ago, Im even participated in the war against the dragon.

Im was Arthur Lane's former comrade-in-arms. When he asked about Arthur Lane, Amberxiu could only explain: "His Majesty the Holy King is making preparations now. I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you now, but don't worry, I'll wait until On the day of the meeting, you can reminisce.”

Im didn't ask any more questions and just nodded to Amber Xiu.

Amberxiu looked around and made sure that everyone had no other questions, and then solemnly announced: "Then, if there are no questions, I will now announce that the Mourning Poets Society's dragon-slaying plan has officially begun."

(End of chapter)