In the process of using the Internet to make a mess of things.

The old lich in the world of science and magic has summoned dozens of skeletons near the garbage mountain one after another, and has begun to search for news of the owner of the "heavenly descent system" - in the world of science and magic, there seem to be many unburned corpses.

It's a sad world, even more chaotic than the human nations of the Warren Plains that were once bordered by the gnolls.

Because even in those backward countries, the corpses of human beings will not be like garbage that has been thrown away in a mountain of garbage.

Nameless corpses can be found everywhere, and the people of the world of Kemo have long been accustomed to these and take them for granted.

The skeletons gathered tremblingly beside the old lich, their eyes brighter and some dim, for the souls of these undead creatures were somewhat different depending on the time of death.

It has been at least a year since the skeletons with dim souls have died, and their souls have all dissipated, and the old lich's [Skeleton Summoning Technique] is equivalent to condensing a new soul for them, and it will take a few months for the soul to be completely stabilized and the soul fire to become brighter.

These skeletons will have some of their pre-mortem instincts, and perhaps some memory fragments of their predecessors, but they are all new entities.

The skeletons with bright souls represent that these people have not been dead for a long time, and the souls of these skeletons have not completely dissipated.

Because of the old lich's superb necromancy, these skeletons generally have memories of their lifetime, and they slowly moved in the direction of the old lich while accepting the call of the old lich, while touching their cold and hard skulls suspiciously.

Obviously, there are a lot of skeletons who are wondering about their resurrection from the dead.

And in the process of the skeletons coming back from the dead, the ten-year-old boy, who had been trembling, stopped crying in surprise, and his gaze at the old lich was no longer fearful, but full of curiosity.

"That's Uncle Joseph......"

The thin little boy's slightly larger hazmat suit was tattered, and his golden hair was covered in oil, and he wiped his eyes and stared at a one-armed skeleton and made a sound.

There were many mutilated skeletons, but the way this skeleton walked was almost exactly the same as that of Uncle Joseph, who had helped him several times.

Thinking of the skeleton that had broken through the flesh from the corpse earlier, the little boy seemed to understand something, and he walked in the direction of the old lich.

"Can you turn me into them?"

The little boy stood in front of the old lich, his blue eyes full of expectation, and as he looked closely at the old lich, the little boy's expression became more and more determined.

The child is more sensitive than the adult, and he discovers that these monsters or gods, despite their terrifying appearances, have no intention of killing them.

As he got closer, the boy noticed that the old lich's crumpled gray skin was covered with a beautiful robe without stains or dust, and the clothes of the slime people around him were as neat as new.

These new clothes were even more precious than those owned by the nobles of Sky City, and not only that, but the little boy also smelled a faint fragrance in the old lich.

The little boy also didn't know exactly what this aroma was, it was something he had never smelled since he was born, he only knew that it smelled good.

Not the aroma of food, but something special.

Obviously, the little boy who grew up at the bottom of the world of Kemo had never seen flowers at all, and it was impossible for him to know that the smell of the old lich came from rose-scented perfume.

The old lich's unruly laughter gradually stopped, and he looked at the little boy for a moment, and soon let out a hoarse voice: "You say, you want to become the same bone as them?" ”

The little boy nodded expectantly.

"Why?" The old lich looked at the little boy and asked with some puzzlement.

In the Golden Banana Federation, if it weren't for the near-end of life and no other way, almost no one would reincarnate themselves as undead, let alone the most rubbish skeleton among the undead.

Listening to the old lich's inquiry, the little boy did not hesitate and gave a very simple answer: "Because if I become them, I won't be hungry." ”

"Hungry?"

The old lich looked at the little boy, and for some reason, he took out a fine bone jar with many white sugar balls the size of marbles.

No one knew, not even Jenny, the old lich's disciple, that these sugar balls were the sugar balls that the old lich had secretly made in his free time in the liver game in the past two years, in order to remember the past.

The candy balls looked similar to what he had eaten when he was younger, but since he was an undead creature he couldn't taste it, the old lich didn't know what the candy balls he had made were.

The old lich opened the jar in his hand, handed one to the little boy, and motioned for the little boy to eat it.

The little boy didn't doubt it either, and just ate the jelly bean.

Soon the boy's eyes widened.

This sweet, milky jelly bean is something the little boy has never tasted, and he has a look of enjoyment on his face.

The strange laughter of the old lich came out of the mouth of the old lich again, but when the old lich laughed again, the little boy could no longer feel the slightest eerie horror.

After enjoying the deliciousness of the candy ball for a while, the little boy reluctantly spit the sugar ball into the small plastic box he carried with him - this delicious food, the little boy naturally could not eat it all at once.

The old lich nodded slightly, and watched the little boy's movements, as if he saw himself when he was young, and he was like this at that time, using the copper he saved to buy an irregular sugar ball, reluctant to eat it all at once.

At that time, he also set a strange rule for himself, to recite a hundred counts in his mind before he could lick a candy cube.

"Once you've become them, you'll never be able to eat this sweet taste again." The old lich stroked the little boy's dirty head with his hand and let out a hoarse sigh.

The little boy was puzzled at first, but soon understood the meaning of the old lich's words.

He clenched the plastic box containing the candy balls tightly in both hands, and looked like he was struggling, but the little boy eventually knelt under the old lich and pleaded with the old lich, "I don't want to starve anymore, you better let me be them." ”

Listening to the little boy's words, the old lich looked puzzled.

Because he was an undead creature that could not go hungry, and later lived in the Golden Banana Federation, where he could waste food at will, the old lich had no idea the horror of hunger.

Hunger.

The old lich opened the [data template] and typed the word into it, and with the help of Master M, the old lich quickly got a hungry explanation.

As he watched the explanations of the entries, the old lich looked thoughtful, and even used the sensory video library to simulate the feeling of hunger.

"So, if the people here are hungry, they won't be able to play the game properly......"

The old lich let out a sigh of exclamation, and he noticed that the little boy was turning his head to look diagonally at the sky above, where a woman appeared floating in mid-air.

Twisting his head, the old lich Kazasimo met Funi, the goddess of fate, for the first time......

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