A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 1698: 462 God of Murder’s doppelganger_3

He looked at the members of the Elemental Law Enforcement Team with pride and disdain, saying,

“Now they come rushing? How long have we been shadowing?”

The middle-aged man glanced at him:

“Though those Pyro-Aqua people do act a bit stiff, don’t underestimate them…”

Weining suddenly became anxious:

“Why shouldn’t I underestimate them?”

“Previously when they were arresting those Frenzies, it took them over a week without finding any clues or evidence. It was only because of infighting among the Frenzies that they found a corpse. Doesn’t that still qualify as incompetent?”

The middle-aged man snickered:

“You don’t really believe that the Four Elemental Elders couldn’t find a trace of those criminals, do you?”

Weining’s expression stiffened:

“Then why hasn’t there been any progress?”

The middle-aged man sneered:

“Because Canning has been too peaceful for too long, many of the city dwellers don’t even know what danger is!”

“The city is too comfortable, making it easy for trouble to arise. Haven’t you noticed that recently many people are dissatisfied with the policies of the Butterfly City Lord?”

“Plainly speaking, when people are too well-fed, they tend to cause trouble.”

“If you were the city lord, would you choose to continue feeding them more, or would you let them experience a little excitement outside the city walls?”

“You know, in these times, cannibalism is not uncommon in the wilderness…”

Weining locked his brows in concern:

“Are you suggesting that the city lord is intentionally dragging the Elemental Law Enforcement Team and allowing those murderers to roam free?”

“But what about those fleeing rich people?”

“Isn’t their departure a huge loss for Canning?”

The middle-aged man said leisurely:

“I heard the previous city lord left quite a financial deficit, and the respected Lord Butterfly urgently needs a sum of money to cover this gap.”

“People can run, but money cannot.”

“Didn’t you notice that the wilds outside the city have suddenly seen an increase in Boarman Warriors bandits?”

“Boarman Warriors are widely active in the Underdark and the Black Mountains in the north. They suddenly appear in the heartlands of Canning. To say they got no permission from some people, I don’t believe it…”

Having said that,

he patted Weining on the shoulder:

“In short, don’t just look at the surface. Think more, talk less, reveal less.”

“And then… just survive.”

“As for work, that’s all a matter of fate. Doing well is a surprise, slacking is the norm, understand?”

Weining exhaled deeply:

“Thank you.”

“I learned a lot today… a lot.”

The middle-aged man’s face once again showed his characteristic mocking expression:

“No worries.”

“I promised your mother I would take good care of you.”

Weining’s face turned beet red in an instant.

Anger flashed in his eyes, but it quickly turned into deep resignation and compromise.

He lowered his head, clenched and then unclenched his fists.

“I won’t waste the opportunity she fought for me.”

Weining looked up directly at the middle-aged man.

“Good.”

“Lose that damn sense of shame, and you’ll survive better in this world.”

For the first time, a look of approval appeared on the middle-aged man’s face.

Then he handed a note to Weining:

“I said I’d give you a chance.”

“Hand this intelligence to the big shot on balloon number 131.”

“Remember, be swift, report briefly, leave immediately after you’re done, and don’t see or hear what you shouldn’t, got it?”

Weining’s eyelid twitched:

“Balloon number 131?”

“Has the lord of the city also arrived?”

The middle-aged man blinked:

“Of course.”

“Not just him, there are quite a few big guns here tonight, remember to come back early, there’ll be plenty of excitement to see!”

…

In the Old Theater District, amidst endless shadows.

Thud, thud, thud!

The headless coachman drove the carriage rapidly over a raised patch of ground.

The next second.

The ground suddenly split open, becoming a gaping maw!

The gaping maw tried to swallow the entire carriage from below, but in a split second, a dusty tentacle emerged from the carriage.

That tentacle directly stabbed into the gaping maw.

In an instant.

The tip of the tentacle pierced through the mouth of a Frenzy transformed into a Road Demon.

The carriage wheels mercilessly rolled over.

“Ahh—!”

The speeding carriage moved further away.

In the midst of the awful screams, the heavily injured Frenzy was quickly torn apart by others who were drawn by the smell of blood!

The scent of blood in the air intensified.

“Their numbers are increasing…”

Inside the carriage.

Matthew calmly stowed away the Pale Hand while operating the Invisible Magic Ball.

In front of him floated an eyeball exuding a strong aura of negative energy.

Immortal Eye.

This was an undead unit transformed from an Observer Eye Devil.

It could obtain a panoramic view of a specific target from an extremely long range.

After Matthew’s further modifications,

it could also be used to observe the surroundings of units detected by Insight nearby.

At this moment.

Through the Immortal Eye,

Matthew could see as many as three hundred screens.

The center of each screen was invariably a Frenzy, their eyes gleaming fiercely and behaving aggressively.

They were scattered in every corner of the ruins of the Old Theater District.

All of them had come for the “Blade of the Ignorant.”

A few of the Frenzies had already tried to intercept the carriage.

Unfortunately, the outcome was, of course, not as they wished.

As Matthew struck down several Frenzies who dared to surface with an unstoppable force, the remaining Frenzies also calmed down.

They were observing, waiting.

Even during this process, they realized that the perimeter of the Old Theater District had already been surrounded by Elemental Enforcers, yet they did not decide to leave just yet.