The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 23 Necromancer
Zell walked into the elevator with the goons.

Seeing them, passers-by left the egg cabin or moved to other floors, lest they avoid them.

In the huge space, only a few of them were left in the blink of an eye.

Along the way, these thugs did not touch Zell, pushing and shoving.

They all had serious faces, as if they were going to a funeral.

Could it be that some important person called his name before he died and wanted to see him?Involve a bloody life experience, and then hand over the inheritance to yourself to inherit?
Putting aside his wild thoughts, he only knew that this group of people should not have come to trouble him, but that they really wanted to ask him to go down to solve something, which was to make these humanoid bears look like they were kidnapped by gangsters.

In terms of candidates, the boss of this group of thugs seems to have no time to choose.

Just like he is now, going to Zaun before he can put on a mask and exposing himself to acid haze.

Zell looked at the rapidly rising rock wall outside the cabin, and the details of the pipes attached to it were blurred by the speed.

Looking down, the dungeon spreads along the rock walls and valley bottoms on both sides, exuding bright colors, threats of death and vitality.

The iron tips of the steel towers and the green glass domes of the culture towers shone like candles in the twilight.The flashing smoke from the alchemy furnace spiraled straight up, dancing with the wind.

He noticed that the glass reflected the scene behind him, a man he had seen before walking towards him.

"Old German." Zell narrowed his eyes and turned around.

"Master Zell, please stay safe."

Lao De walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, but the thugs didn't stop him from approaching, as if they didn't see him.

It really is a gang.

"Thanks to you, I'm very annoyed now." Zell made a gesture of fanning the cigarette, and the other party wisely did not come closer, "I remember we only met last week, and it's only been a few days you I sold it... no, that's not how business works."

Crossing the river and demolishing bridges is a very disgusting act. If it weren't for the burly thugs next to him, Zell would have stepped forward to beat up Old De.

Lao De grinned: "No way, this should be called a recommendation. You are a person with great ability, you can't just bury it like this."

Recommended?Zell's heart sank.

What kind of recommendation do you need to buy a few pets for some money? Could he be talking about what happened in a dark alley?

Zell took out his pocket watch and pretended to check the time. He noticed a slight change in Old De's face, which proved that he was there at the time and saw how Zell dealt with the group of gangsters. .

"You sent those bastards?"

"Just passing by, that group of people has nothing to do with me."

"Yes, how many people know about it."

Zell rubbed his finger on the button of the pocket watch, and Lao De took a deep look at him, and he probably wouldn't stop without asking.

"Those bastards are dishonest. Now the entire underground city knows that there is a necromancer in Zaun. There is more than one version of the story in the bar. But don't worry, they couldn't recognize you when you were wearing a mask, and they couldn't tell you anything. evidence to prove it."

"So only you know about this?"

"Temporarily yes, if you cooperate, no more people will know."

With a cold snort, this short conversation was hastily ended.

Zell has already figured out the origin of this incident. He was purely unlucky this time, because he summoned two undead and was regarded as a necromancer.

Resurrecting the dead, manipulating corpses, communicating with the dead, what kind of necromancer is he who doesn't know how?Big misunderstanding!
Well, but what are these people doing with a necromancer?

"Current arrival, dance corridor! Arrival ahead, middle plaza, Fangmu area, warehouse area, Academy of Science and Magic..." The administrator's amplified voice came from the sona horn of the elevator, and they had arrived at the upper level of Zaun dance corridor.

"Let's go out here." The cabin door opened, Lao De smoked the remaining cigarette to the bottom, sparks flickered, the cigarette butt was thrown out of the cabin, and he led a group of people off the elevator.

On the boundary line between light and dark, the Dancestep Corridor is one of the few areas in Zaun that can get sunlight, just like the Blue Smoke Manor in Piltover, it is the so-called wealthy area.

The glass canopy of the golden hall shines on the top of the tower not far away, reflecting the dazzling light.

That's where the alchemy barons meet, and the only way to get in is by taking the elevator from the bottom of the tower.For some, though, breaking the dome and falling from the sky may be more convenient.

Zell followed Lao De into an air attic, and the dull roar of the huge machine echoed in the corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a spacious room full of deadly instruments. The wall opposite the door is a hollowed-out iron grid, with dark green glass installed, and a panoramic view of Zaun.

A nearby casting tower spewed flames, and strong light poured into the room, reflecting the vastness and grandeur of the scene in front of Zell.

A man stood with his back to Zell, in a immaculate gown tailored to his tall, lanky body.In front of him was a long and narrow square table that looked like an operating table, on which a person was quietly sleeping, as if he couldn't hear the endless roar of machinery.

Zell looked left and right, but the thugs did not follow in, and stood guard on both sides of the corridor without saying a word.Apart from the two people in front of me, only myself and Lao De remained in the room.

"You're here." The man's voice was very clean, not like a voice that had been poisoned by the haze.But while speaking, he did not turn around to face Zell, and his eyes never left the woman on stage.

This gave Zell a weird feeling. The Baron Zaun in his impression is basically a modified cyborg, talking and acting like an underground gangster. If not, the makeup, hairstyle and clothing should also have a bit of a maverick punk The breath is right.

"You'd better introduce yourself first." Zell said bluntly, not messing around with those vain ones.

Not to mention that Gilamann has been marginalized by politics, Zell himself rarely participates in family politics, and the number of times he has been to Zaun is even less, so he has no clue about the identity of this man in front of him.

"This is Baron Pine, the manager of the warehouse in Black Alley. His fleet connects all parts of the world." Old De introduced, if he didn't say anything at this time, he would be the one who would be embarrassed.

"I don't actually want to see you, which means I've lost her. If I don't have to, I won't look for you." Pine said.

I don't want to either.Zell murmured.

"Sophia died. She suffered a lot before she died. Finally, her soul left her body and was led far away by the sheep spirit."

The Alchemy Baron moved his body away as he spoke, allowing Zell to get a full view of the woman on the stage.

(End of this chapter)