The necromancer just wants to plant trees.

Chapter 547 Is That Child Yours?
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Because we don’t meet very often.

Matthew almost forgot about the little guy.

But soon.

The relevant information emerged from his mind -

Astronaut Bubu is of the Qiyun Aling race, which is essentially a miniature spirit that wanders freely in the astral space.

It was originally to avoid the squid ship.

This timid spirit accidentally entered Matthew's starry sky cabin and provided him with a wave of information.

From then on, Bubu lived in the tree house.

My impression is that this Qiyun A Ling has a very good personality and can get along with everyone. However, due to his size, his best friends in the forest are the oak elves.

Matthew responded with a smile:
"Hello."

"Um, did Fei Liwen ask you to teach me how to use these things?"

Matthew was conscious of not showing it much.

But Bubu immediately noticed the other party's suspicion.

He puffed up his little cheeks and said angrily:
"Don't underestimate me!"

"I am a true astronaut. I am proficient in all areas related to interstellar travel, and communications is just one of them!"

talking.

He skillfully and concisely introduced to Matthew the usage and limitations of the temporary device sent by Fei Liwen.

"...After activation, you have to do this, and then that..."

"Then place the anemone where it can have a large area of ​​contact with the air, and try to minimize obstacles around it."

"Don't worry, I'll help you adjust the directional spiritual pulse device. It won't be too much trouble. Well, I made some improvements to Ms. Fei Liwen's idea. This improvement has become the default solution in our astral travel."

"Three hundred meters? No need. As long as there are no obstacles around, eight hundred meters or less will do. But you have to run, slowly and steadily. Leave everything else to me..."

Bubu was communicating passionately with Matthew.

At the beginning, Matthew thought Fei Liwen was a little too arrogant.

But he was soon impressed by Bubu's professionalism——

The other party's technique of tightening the screws at the bottom of the Sivarz Crucible was extremely professional, and in a short while he had adjusted the relevant parameters according to the situation of the torn plane.

After asking a few more details, I received a very detailed answer from Bubu.

Matthew decided to take action.

He first summoned the Red Flame Nightmare, and then rode on horseback with a full set of equipment.

Since the distance limitation mentioned by Fei Liwen earlier was perfectly overcome by Bubu's improved plan, this created more space for Matthew.

He disguised himself as a devil soldier who had temporarily lost his organization.

The Scarlet Flame Nightmare also disguised himself as an ordinary Infernal mount.

The two of them strolled leisurely on the edge of the battlefield.

Just to be on the safe side.

As usual, Matthew cast an invisibility orb, but when moving, the effectiveness of almost all invisibility spells would be greatly reduced.

This move is better than nothing.

Even if not.

Given the chaos on the battlefield, it shouldn't be possible for anyone to notice their abnormality.

And just as the Red Flame Nightmare was advancing along the edge of the battlefield.

While Bubu was debugging the device, he chatted with Matthew.

Compared to the first time we met.

Bubu seems much more cheerful and courageous.

He told Matthew many stories about his hometown and ethnic group.

Although the content is not particularly shocking.

But Bubu's narration also touched Matthew -

"The Qiyun Aling and the Necrons are actually quite similar in some ways."

He suddenly thought of this.

The essence of both is spirit, but the former is miniature and the latter is medium-sized;
They were also born from the spirituality overflowing from space, but from different sources;
Similarly, both races possessed impressive space, aerospace, metal smelting and vehicle-related technologies, but the aerospace technology of Qieyun Aling was essentially closer to a special kind of "prayer technique".

Matthew observed.

When Bubu was debugging the device, he often just made a rough idea, and then used his special abilities to make it reach a satisfactory value like magic.

And according to him himself.

The creation and repair of spacecraft of this clan are completed through methods similar to "I'm thinking".

This is actually close to the effect of prayer and prophecy, but it is achieved through spell-like and psychic-like means.

The Necrons are also proficient in psionic powers.

But their aerospace industry is more controllable and stable and can be promoted in a standardized manner.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why Stuluk Industries has been able to gain a foothold in various places.

Also.

Both races have an extraordinary obsession with astral travel.

It’s just that the Qieyun Alings love freedom. Although they are only the size of a palm, they have the courage to step into the darkest part of the universe and explore all unknown areas.

The Necrons' astral travel is merely a means of colonization to continue their hegemony.

despite this.

In Matthew's opinion, there is still an inextricable connection between these two spirit-like races.

"Perhaps after deciphering more knowledge left by Giza, we might be able to discover more similarities between the two, and we might also be able to find more flaws in the Necrons..."

Between thoughts.

Matthew suddenly felt the guild badge in his hand was hot!
“Connected!”

Bubu popped a little head out of the crucible in Matthew's arms:

"Hurry up!"

He didn't need to remind me.

Matthew's mental strength has been focused on the badge.

soon.

He then noticed that there was a temporary communication channel in the module under the chat room!

Without waiting for Matthew to "type" the inquiry.

Rhaegar's voice had already echoed deep in his soul:

"Is that you, Matthew?"

His voice was a little trembling, with restrained desire and expectation.

Matthew forced himself to calm down and replied calmly in his mind:

"it's me."

"I'm not far from you. I will rescue you."

"Listen, Rhaegar, I asked someone to make a communication device, so I can have a brief conversation with you, but I'm not sure how long this device will be effective. I need you to provide me with information about your situation as quickly as possible. Can you do it?"

Rhaegar's voice sounded fairly calm:

"I was locked in a small dark room, and most of the time, it was pitch dark."

"I could barely see a little light only when I was interrogated, but the interrogation usually didn't last long, and the questions they asked me were all meaningless. I suspect they didn't care about the questions themselves, but just wanted to see if I was alive or dead, and by the way, verify whether there was anything wrong with my mental state."

"These damn devils!"

"I often feel confused and dazed because of lack of energy. I sleep most of the time. It seems that they have drained my energy. I have to take a break after saying a few words, otherwise I will feel a little tired..."

"I feel cold most of the time. There is no bed or other furniture in this room. There are only cold walls and floors. I haven't eaten for a long time, but I don't know why I can survive until now..."

"Speaking of which, am I already dead, Matthew?"

When asked the last question.

Matthew clearly noticed Rhaegar's change in mood.

He replied calmly:

"calm."

"The Sioux have a saying that 'harm can last for a thousand years'. It's not easy for someone like you to die." Rhaegar's voice was noticeably more relaxed.
"I can understand that this isn't a nice thing to say!"

"But thank you, Matthew, thank you for coming to save me..."

Matthew's nose felt slightly sore.

But he still methodically asked Rhaegar questions related to his situation.

Unfortunately.

Rhaegar's spirit lies dormant most of the time.

The information Matthew could gather was limited.

"I feel very sleepy, Matthew."

"Before you woke me up, I had a long sleep. Those damn demons must have stolen my energy. I'm in a terrible state now. My mind is a little muddled. I need to take a nap first before I can reply to your messages..."

Rhaegar's voice sounded extremely tired.

Matthew's heart skipped a beat.

Bubu popped his head out of the cauldron again.

The little spirit's attitude is a little anxious:
"His soul has been sealed for too long, and without any spiritual replenishment, it has become very weak."

"Because we forcefully awakened him, his spirituality dissipated even more."

"His spiritual imprint is collapsing right now. You can't let him sleep. You must cheer him up and keep his spirits up, otherwise his soul will suffer great damage!"

Matthew certainly understood this.

He immediately asked:
"Can you send some spirituality over?"

Bubu hesitated for a moment:
"can."

"But it must be a very pure spiritual essence, and we won't be able to find it in a short time..."

His words stuck there.

Because Matthew had already taken out the lost lantern and placed it in front of Bubu:

"The purest spirituality, as much as you want."

Bubu looked at Matthew in awe, then shrank his head:
"Okay, I understand. I will send a small amount of my spiritual power over as quickly as possible in a covert manner."

"The premise is that you have to hold on for a few minutes and not let his mental imprint collapse too much."

Matthew nodded.

His eyes rolled and he immediately replied to Rhaegar:
"Wait, I have to confirm your identity before you go to bed - what if you are the devil in disguise?"

"If I take action in this situation, wouldn't I be falling into a trap?"

Rhaegar's voice changed from tired to confused:

"what?"

"Isn't confirming identity the first step?"

"I thought we could skip this step. Forget it, Matthew. I'm really sleepy..."

Matthew continued to talk nonsense with a blank expression:
"I forgot."

"This step is crucial. If I cannot successfully verify that you are the real Rhaegar, I will not rescue you."

"Not now, and I'm afraid there won't be a chance in the future."

Hear this.

Rhaegar shuddered, his tone somewhat aggrieved:
"How do you want me to prove that I am myself?"

Matthew glanced at Bubu, who was raging in the cauldron, and deliberately slowed down his speech:
"Answer me a few questions."

Rhaegar urged:
"Hurry up."

Matthew took his time:

"How much do I owe?"

Rhaegar was obviously stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he said unhappily:
"How do you remember this?"

"I never remember the money I lend to others!"

"You can't rule out that I'm not myself just because of this, right?"

Matthew found it funny in his heart, but he said indifferently:

"It's hard to say. Anyway, since you didn't answer it, let's move on to the next question."

"Which sword oil do you think is the most useful?"

Rhaegar replied immediately:

"Dragon Root Sword Oil."

"There's no doubt about it."

Matthew asked again:

"Do you have an illegitimate child out there?"

Rhaegar hesitated:
"should not."

Now it was Matthew's turn to be surprised:
"should?"

Rhaegar replied:

"You know, I have some lovers, but I'm very careful when I do things."

"But nothing is absolute in this world, at least not as far as I know."

Let’s talk about this.

Matthew could clearly feel that Rhaegar's voice had become more energetic.

Bubu also made a victory gesture to him.

The first wave of high-purity spirituality has been sent over.

This can greatly alleviate Rega's urgent needs, but it also greatly increases the risk of being discovered by Gracia.

"Okay, I can almost confirm that you are Rhaegar himself."

"Stay awake, I'll get you out soon."

Before ending the communication.

Matthew decided to give Lei a little more stimulation to prevent his mental imprint from accidentally collapsing:

"By the way, Xifu is pregnant and the child has been born. His name is Xia Ye, and his surname is Xueqi for the time being..."

However, the expected rage did not occur.

Rhaegar actually asked hesitantly:
"So, the child is yours?"

This time it was Matthew's turn to have veins popping up on his forehead -

What does this guy mean?
But the next second.

Rhaegar's slightly mischievous laughter came over:

"Don't frown, I'm just joking with you. By the way, it also further confirms my identity, right?"

Matthew responded helplessly:
"When it comes to ridicule and provocation, you are truly gifted."

"But I feel relieved if you do this, just stay here quietly."

Rhaegar added:

"and many more."

"I just felt more alert and don't want to sleep for the time being. I also remembered three pieces of information that might be useful."

"The first news is that outside my room, I can occasionally see large pieces of red silk fabrics. Those fabrics give me a strong sense of oppression."

"The style of those silk fabrics is very similar to items from the Eastern Continent. I can't tell what they are like otherwise."

"The second piece of news is that there seem to be many rooms near me. Many people are imprisoned in those rooms. Some of them are wailing all the time, while others are silent."

"I don't know why, but my perception is much stronger than before, so I can sense a lot of special things."

"There is a room not far from me. The prisoner inside was there before I came in. He made no sound at all, but his aura was extremely terrifying. It was far more stressful than the pressure a legendary warrior gave me."

"He and I had a casual conversation. We didn't say anything else. I just knew his name. I think it was Kalimto."

"He is not a human, but a powerful bronze dragon..."

"There is also a third piece of news. I heard it in my dream. There is a guy who calls himself Anderson. He said he was hiding somewhere to guard against someone."

"My intuition tells me that this matter may be related to you!"

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(End of this chapter)