Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 422 System Mission!

"Stop!"

With a loud shout, emerald green magic suddenly erupted from the black wooden plaque, quickly suppressing the blood-red wand emblem.

Yaro's body trembled, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly regained his senses for a moment!
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[Ding! New player quest detected: Apprenticeship]

[Mission Reward: 1 Skill Point!]

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After these messages flashed through my mind, the complex information seemed to find an outlet, flowing into it like old swallows returning to their nests!

As this process unfolded, a lot of messy text suddenly appeared on the task panel, like garbled characters.

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[May you prosper! May ...

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The word "send" kept repeating on the task panel, and it seemed like the system was lagging again.

But soon, the various gibberish characters gradually faded away, and the original beginner quests were actually distorted and overwritten!
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[Mission Discovered: The Vengeance of the Dead!]

Task Description:
Morton used various methods to sacrifice numerous energetic human warriors and countless wizard apprentices who trusted him as fertilizer for the flowers.

The vengeful spirits of the dead, their hatred boundless, wish to bestow upon you everything they have left, asking only that you avenge them!

[Mission Objective: Kill Morton]

[Task Reward: 1...1.51 Skill Points...]

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The decimal point after the task reward continues to increase.

1.76...

2.1...

2.67...

Once all the power of the dead souls has been integrated, the quest reward has increased to 2.98!

The taskbar paused for a moment, then suddenly a strange suction force appeared, followed by a calm shout.

"General... take care!"

The black mist on the body surface completely dissipated!
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[Mission Reward: 3 Skill Points!]

【Do you accept the task? 】

【Yes! 】

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"Little brother, are you okay?"

With a gentle voice, a pair of impeccably clean hands steadied the swaying Yaro.

Yaro looked up, and even with preconceived notions, he still felt a sudden surge of excitement.

He was probably around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a tall and slender figure. His white wizard robes fluttered in the wind, and his handsome face wore an innocent smile. His white hair was neatly combed back and tied into a simple ponytail with a golden ribbon.

Noble, heroic, and approachable... he was as exquisite as an elf prince from a dream!
"Excuse me, are you..."

Yaro hesitated for a moment.

The young man smiled brightly: "No need for formalities, I am Ian's older brother. Since you are Ian's good friend, you can call me Brother Morton, just like him." "You...you...are Morton?" Yaro couldn't believe it and wondered if something was wrong.

"What? Have you heard of me somewhere before?" Morton's smile remained unchanged, but there was an inexplicable strange feeling about it.

“Ian told me before that he has a very handsome older brother,” Yaro said casually.

"Haha! That kid... he definitely didn't say anything nice behind my back, did he?"

Morton laughed and patted Yaro on the shoulder, then turned to look at the wooden sign not far away: "Alright, we can talk about this later. I need to deal with the Pastoral Melody issue first."

"Muhuaqu?"

Yaro was puzzled by this strange name.

Morton had already walked a few steps to the black wooden sign, using his emerald green wood-based magic to suppress the blood-red wand emblem on the sign, while explaining:
"This secret treasure, which is specially used to graze ghost orchids, is called the Herding Flower Song."

"grazing?"

"um, yes."

Morton didn't offer much explanation. He glanced at the damage Yaro had caused earlier and smiled, saying, "Do you know the characteristics of magical plants like the Ghost Orchid?"

Yaro had no idea what Morton was thinking, so he could only shake his head and say, "I'm not sure."

"The Ghost Orchid is a magical plant with underground stems. To destroy this plant, simply destroying its flowers and vines on the ground is not enough."

As Morton spoke, the rich wood-elemental magic of the Pastoral Melody vanished underground, and pure white ghost orchids sprouted from the soil, mending the damage caused by Yaro.

Except for the slightly delicate vines, everything else about it is exactly the same as the other ghost orchids around it.

Morton said casually, "See? Your previous chopping was like damaging a few leaves on a big tree. It's nothing at all."

How many leaves were damaged? It may be a few, but experience points can't be faked, right?

At the same time, Yaro began to wonder: "What is the system absorbing? Why does that treasure seem unaffected? Or... are those soul fragments unrelated to the treasure's function?"

"What are you thinking about?" Morton still had a friendly smile on his lips, just like a kind older brother.

Yaro casually remarked, "Alright, since I haven't caused any damage, then it's time to talk about your affairs."

Morton smiled and nodded encouragingly, "Tell me about it?"

"Morton...Big Brother."

Yaro pointed to the bloodstains on his body and questioned, "Ian told me about this road, and he also gave me the invitation, but I was attacked as soon as I came in. Isn't this in accordance with the etiquette of receiving guests?"

Morton seemed to only then notice the conspicuous bloodstains, his brows furrowing and his face turning cold: "You all come here!"

"Lord Morton!"

Several garden guards knelt respectfully on the ground.

Morton coldly demanded, "What's going on here? Why are you attacking Young Master Ian's guest!"

"Lord Morton, the garden must have just been moved. The Pastoral Melody hasn't stabilized yet, and it confused a garden guard. We were dressed in white, so it couldn't spot us and attacked this guest," the old man explained.

"So that's it."

Morton turned around and said apologetically, "We didn't receive any advance notice that you would be visiting, so we weren't able to prepare a safe route. We are extremely sorry that this happened."

"If I hadn't used a secret treasure to save my life, I would be dead here by now. Do you think an apology is enough? I must get to the bottom of this with Ian!" Yaro refused to back down.

“Ian…”

Morton sighed slightly and shook his head, saying, "He's already made a mistake. If he causes any more trouble, it won't be good for him. Let's settle things in the garden."

Should garden-related issues be resolved in the garden?
Bury it on the spot?
Yaro secretly became more vigilant, but his face remained expressionless: "Alright, my request isn't high. Just this, this... and this... a total of thirty-six Ghost Orchids. I'll use these Ghost Orchids as compensation."

Although the 'Thirty-Seven Yan Yun Riders' disappeared after Da Niu's last words, these thirty or so ghost orchids still maintained a faint connection with Ya Luo.

If a suitable method can be found, it might be possible to breed them again.

(End of this chapter)