This Lich Needs More Money

When everyone was watching and concerned about this meeting.

Amber Xiu, the core of the core, was lying on a pile of gold coins, enjoying the feeling of being buried by gold coins.

But others could not be as calm as Amber Xiu.

Harvey and Selwin, who had just become his apprentice, stood aside at a loss, watching the teacher's attitude without any dignity.

Selwin could not help but poke Harvey's waist and signaled him with his eyes.

Although Selwin was several dozen years older than Harvey, Harvey entered the school earlier and was considered a senior brother. In this awkward situation, of course, Harvey spoke first.

However, Harvey did not speak, but stood quietly until Selwyn could not help but whispered: "Does our teacher usually do this?"

Harvey said helplessly: "Occasionally... Occasionally."

"How long will it last?"

"Wait a little longer."

"Okay."

...

Amber seemed to have heard the whispers of the two students, so he climbed up from the mountain of gold, and then sucked all the gold coins into the golden throne.

The current golden throne is still ugly and weird because it has been distorted by the beliefs of the Kou Tao fish people. Although it is golden, it is still quite ugly.

But Amber does not mind. No matter what shape the gold is, its essence is the same, just like Amber himself, his will and pursuit are eternal.

After collecting the huge amount of gold coins she had earned recently, Amberxiu said to the two students, "Why don't you two go to work and come here to see me lying dead? Have you finished the work on hand?"

Selwyn looked at Harvey and saw that her senior brother nodded, so she replied, "Teacher, the facilities on the island have been almost completed, and the first batch of sales has become quite skilled. The goblins sent by the dwarves have good basic qualities and quickly understood the sales plan you made. It's just that those goblins want to see you and say that they want you to give them a speech."

Amberxiu is very satisfied with Selwyn, the new student. In handling various tasks on the island, this older woman is much better than Harvey, the young man.

And no matter what route the prophet takes, he has a strong intuition. If he is eloquent, he will have an absolute advantage when communicating with others.

No wonder Aldarian said that Selwyn was a very good helper. She did help Amberxiu solve many problems.

But when Amberxiu heard Selwyn mention those goblins, she felt a little disgusted.

"Goblins are not good people. Some of their smart individuals are good at doing business, but they have no bottom line, so they often cause a lot of messes. They are just good at letting others clean up their messes. So, don't communicate too much with those goblins. Throwing them away after use is the most appropriate way to deal with them."

Selwyn also agreed with Amber's statement. If it weren't for the shortage of manpower, she couldn't stand the smelly goblins walking around in front of her.

They only have gold coins in their eyes. Many times, they are not clean. Selwyn has to use some cruel means to stop the evil wind of "private transactions". Otherwise, these goblins really dare to sell Amber's products as their own and report "loss" later.

Goblins can be ignored, but other things cannot be ignored.

Selwyn said to Amber, "Teacher, your friends have been arranged."

"Oh? So soon?"

The members of the Mourning Poetry Society have arrived. Amber just enjoyed lying in the pile of gold coins too much. Now it's time to get up and do business.

Amber said to the two students, "You guys go and do your work."

When Selwyn left Amber's vault, Harvey, who deliberately slowed down a few steps, suddenly turned back and said to Amber very seriously, "Teacher, you have been very abnormal recently. I have a question to ask you, please don't lie to me, have you... seen the end of you?"

Amber looked at Harvey and said doubtfully, "So much work can't stop your wandering mind, right?"

"This is not a fantasy, teacher, don't forget that I am also a prophecy mage, and... I am more talented than you, not only you see your future, I also see it."

"Then what? You still ask when you know it?"

"But..."

Amber smiled and said, "Who boasted that if you saw that you would die tomorrow, you would quietly look at your notes, write a suicide note and wait for the end of the world? Now that it's not you who is dead, you are so excited that you can't control yourself?"

"I..."

Harvey didn't know what to say for a while. Has the lich who wanted to get rid of his fate at the beginning accepted it calmly now?

Harvey couldn't help but say, "Teacher, maybe we can try to use your method to save me! I can join forces with Selwyn..."

"Shut up, Harvey!"

Ambersu warned seriously, "Selwyn doesn't know that method yet, do you want to wipe out her only chance of rescue?"

If the prophet sees his own future death, then he can only be saved by other prophet mages who reverse the past, but when you already know this method, reversing the past will lose its effect.

Ambersu knew very well the flaws of the method he figured out, so he would never try such a meaningless thing.

Harvey was very excited, but he didn't know where to hit his clenched fist, and finally he could only let go helplessly.

Amber Xiu walked up to him, patted his shoulder and said: "From the moment we peeked into the corner of fate, the people around us will step into the doomed end one by one. When you are about to become numb, then it will be your turn. Every prophecy mage will experience this. Have you read the notes brought by Selwyn? Have you understood them?"

Harvey nodded silently.

This junior sister not only brought the suicide note of another prophecy mage, but also the magic notes that the old man had studied for a lifetime. Harvey took the time to study it and almost understood the knowledge passed down by Selwyn.

Amber Xiu said enviously: "Your talent is really exaggerated. I began to understand why the goddess of fate did not hesitate to snatch you from Demogorgon."

At the beginning, Harvey was deceived into believing in Demogorgon and had become a sorcerer. Then he read Amber Xiu's "Introduction to Prophecy Mage" and successfully changed his job. If there was no operation by the goddess of fate, Amber Xiu would never believe it.

If the goddess of fate also has divine selection, then Harvey must be one of them.

It's just that this goddess is moody, and I don't know if Harvey can withstand a few punches and kicks from the goddess.

"Teacher... what can I do for you?"

Harvey was very sad. Even on the day he knew he was going to die, he didn't feel so bad. Like many people around Amber, Harvey was also a poor child who had never felt much warmth since childhood. Instead, he felt a lot of love after following this "evil" lich.

At least this teacher really taught him everything he learned without reservation. When he was facing a desperate situation, it was this teacher who did not hesitate to reverse time to save him.

However, when the teacher met his own death, Harvey could do nothing.

Amber thought for a while, and then said to Harvey: "Destiny may have countless ways of interpretation. Whether it is me, Mr. Doom, or Selwyn, we all took one of the roads to the legendary position, but we all failed in the end.

"Every prophecy mage will eventually go against fate and be defeated by fate. This is like our destiny, but you still have a chance. Harvey, you may be the prophet who has the best chance of getting rid of the control of fate. Don't let us down.

"If you want to ask what can be done, then I hope you can follow the path of the three of us and go a longer distance. Even if you can't do it, you must open up a broader future for future generations and let them get one step closer to the end."

"Teacher... I will... I will definitely do it."

Harvey lowered his head and closed his eyes hard, but tears eventually dripped from the corners of his eyes.

Amber Xiu walked past Harvey. This student is also a man who has experienced ups and downs. He can definitely get through it by himself and doesn't need to comfort himself.

After leaving the vault, Amber Xiu came to the other side of the island, which is an underground palace built specifically for the members of the Mourning Poetry Society.

Although the group members are all legends, except for the vampire, they are not afraid of the sun, but a large group of undead walking on the island is still quite scary. In order not to affect business, the group members can only be wronged.

After hurrying to the place, I saw the vampire Herky Stone painting with a drawing board, looking quite decent.

All the members of the Mourning Poetry Society were present... except the president.

A group of undead stood in front of Herky Stone, posing in various shapes for the vampire to draw.

Seeing Amberxiu appear, the headless knight Gareth hurriedly said, "Brother, I'm finally free, come here, this position is yours."

Gareth pointed to the empty seat next to the withered rose, which was reserved for Amberxiu.

Fortunately, it was painting, not taking pictures, otherwise Amberxiu would not have appeared.

Amberxiu walked in front of everyone in confusion and asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly think of drawing a picture?"

Withered Rose smiled and explained, "The vampire said that it was rare for everyone to gather together, and they came because of this historical event, so they should draw a picture as a commemoration."

Amberxiu nodded, which made sense.

The members of the Mourning Poetry Society are all powerful figures in their own areas. It is rare for them to get together. Moreover, the peace talks between the countries and the wedding of the gods will become a colorful chapter in history.

Heki Stone is quite smart. This painting will definitely sell for a high price in the future.

Then can I ask those kings to stand together and draw a picture before the meeting starts?

Imagine the orc king standing next to Emperor Ryan. How beautiful the picture will be. A real "world famous painting" will appear at any time!

While thinking about this question, Amber Xiu suddenly heard Heki Stone say: "Hey, don't wear a skull. Who will recognize you like this? Don't you look around? You are just a skeleton. The style of painting is not right!"

Amber Xiu was stunned for a moment, and looked at his friends around him. It seemed to be true.

The body of the withered rose was soaked in mercury. I don't know how she kept her appearance before her death. She is a beautiful woman with noble temperament. Although the headless guy has no head, his armor and muscles are quite handsome, and Miss Bone Dragon also appears in the form of a dragon soul.

Ai Ge is naturally also a human-shaped clone projection, and there is also the ghoul Yugashi I met before. Although the sharp teeth on his mouth are scary, he is still flesh and blood and has an elegant posture.

The remaining one is someone I don’t know... This giant brother squatted on the ground, much taller than everyone else, looking a little silly, but also in human form.

As for the poet, he is holding a concave shape of the lute and looks no different from the bard.

Amber Xiu let out a cry from his soul: "Am I the only one in the entire Mourning Poets Society who is a pure skeleton?"

Huggie Stone showed a very disgusted expression, and then urged: "Change into human form quickly, you look quite good-looking with black hair and black eyes. If you draw a skeleton in it, others will think you have been summoned." ’s servant.”

Amber Xiu gave the vampire a middle finger in return, but still honestly changed back to the way he was before the time travel, with black hair and black eyes, looking at the somewhat decadent young man.

I have to say that the dwarf vampire Huggie Stone really has some artistic attainments. After everyone posed for two or three hours, this guy painted several paintings.

It is very rare to be able to paint oil paintings so quickly. If you look closely, you can see that the paintings are very good, and everyone is lifelike.

"But why is it you, the guy, standing in the middle!"

Ambrose pointed dissatisfiedly at the middle position. This position in every painting was Huggy Stone himself. He was not even standing with them!

Huggie Stone said disdainfully: "Of course I want to be in the painting, but I can't stand there, so why don't I use my own expression? I have to draw myself into it first, and then I can arrange a position for you. I said it You don’t understand either, you don’t understand any art.”

Amber Xiu looked at this guy with contempt, he really wanted to show off at all times.

However, the painting has been completed and there is no way to pursue it now.

What needs to be commemorated has been commemorated, and the rest is to do business.

Amberxiu said to the friends in front of him: "Everyone, you should have seen the private message I sent you. I believe you all understand what needs to be done. If you have any questions, you can ask me now. I hope that by then, Everything goes according to plan.”

Everyone nodded to show their understanding.

The Mourning Poets Society is the most important part of the plan. Amberxiu has arrangements for each of them, especially Aige and the Poet. These two are probably the most powerful among all members, and the parts they are responsible for are also The most difficult.

Just when Amberxiu was about to continue reviewing a pair of scripts with everyone, the dark red-skinned giant spoke.

The low voice was like the sound of a bell echoing in the catacombs. He asked Amberxiu: "You said Arthur Lane was resurrected. Where is he?"

Amber Xiu looked at this giant. Although it was the first time he met him today, he had already communicated with this old man in the group chat before. He was the corpse left behind by the original giant clan, just like the Storm Arena. Like the flesh and blood puppets there.

It's just that he was the first flesh puppet at that time and was stored in the city. Finally, due to the disappearance of the giants, the city fell into the ground, and he was sealed inside.

After countless years, this flesh and blood corpse developed its own will and became a special undead. He named himself - Im.

Theoretically, Im is a zombie, but compared to ordinary zombies, this one is many times more powerful.

Because it was so long ago, Im even participated in the war against the dragon.

Im was Arthur Lane's former comrade-in-arms. When he asked about Arthur Lane, Amberxiu could only explain: "His Majesty the Holy King is making preparations now. I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you now, but don't worry, we'll wait until On the day of the meeting, you can reminisce.”

Im didn't ask any more questions and just nodded to Amber Xiu.

Amberxiu looked around and made sure that everyone had no other questions, and then solemnly announced: "Then, if there are no questions, I will now announce that the Mourning Poets Society's dragon-slaying plan has officially begun."