This Lich Needs More Money

In a synesthetic dream, Apoptotic Rose was lying on a soft velvet bench, listening to Amber Xiu reading a knight's novel to her.

"I, Lancelot, am just a knight fighting for the queen. Only Queen Guinevere is qualified to decide your life or death. If you truly surrender, then go and beg her for forgiveness..."

Amber Xiu spoke passionately, looking very serious.

But halfway through, Apoptotic Rose said: "I no longer hate Ryan, and there is no need for you to make up a story about King Arthur's queen cheating. To be honest, my ancestor is quite worthy of respect."

"It's just the same name." Amber Xiu said sincerely: "It seems that you don't like the story of King Arthur. I will tell you the story of the female version of King Arthur Arturia later."

Apoptotic Rose smiled and said: "Okay, but people's tastes will change. Don't always make up stories based on my childhood memories. I have grown up."

When Princess Lane was a child, she liked to watch the kind of tragedy where a knight and a princess love each other so much that they can't get together in the end. No matter how many tears she shed, she still likes to watch such sad things.

When she grows up, she has so many truly sadistic memories that she wants to forget them. Now, Apoptotic Rose wants to read some stories with happy endings.

Amberxiu didn't feel embarrassed, he just closed the book and snapped his fingers.

What was originally a cozy little garden for two people quickly turned into a huge round table conference room.

Apoptotic Rose got up from the recliner and stretched her perfect waist. In the dream, she also felt muscle fatigue.

"It seems it's almost time. Have they all arrived?" Apoptotic Rose asked.

Amber Xiu nodded. Time did fly by a bit quickly. Why didn't he find the world of two people so interesting before? If he had known it, he would have made the appointment a little later.

Just as I was feeling emotional, a black figure over two meters tall wearing a robe appeared in the conference room.

This dark figure came to the round table, lifted up his robe to reveal his tall and strong body, and sat down like a tiger and a dragon, looking very powerful.

Amberxiu couldn't help but say as soon as he saw the person: "Hucky Stone, you are deceiving yourself too much. It's not like we have never seen it in reality. Who can show you this transformation into a giant?"

The person who came was none other than the dwarf vampire Huggie Stone, but he was much taller than Amberxiu at this time. He was a head taller than Amberxiu even when he was sitting down.

Huggie Stone said disdainfully: "Don't worry about me, do I need your permission to dream about what I look like?! You are also a skeleton, how come you become a human in your dream?!"

Amber Xiu chuckled and said confidently: "I am really a living person now."

Huggie Stone gave him a look of disdain and said mockingly: "You can't even jump out of the mirror. Does this count as a human being?"

Amberxiu sarcastically said without mercy: "That's better than having the mirror at an angle so you can't see yourself. Are all the mirrors in your home installed with a forward tilt?"

"Damn Lich!"

"You want a fight? You damn dwarf who's in love with food!"

…

Apoptotic Rose looked at the two bickering people and couldn't help but smile. These two people were obviously old guys who had lived for many years, but now they were as childish as young people, but she actually found it quite interesting to watch them.

Maybe life needs to be so vivid to be meaningful.

But when Ai Ge appeared in the conference room, the two men shut their mouths at the same time and sat upright on their chairs.

Ai Ge looked at the two people and said doubtfully: "Why, it seems that I came at the wrong time?"

Apoptotic Rose walked forward, took Ai Ge's hand and said, "I think you came at the right time. I've been waiting for you, sister."

The four of them took their seats, and all the guests today were present.

They were all familiar friends. Amber Xiu also saved the useless politeness and said straight to the point: "Guys, please come here today. There are a few things that need to be explained. First of all, I was successfully resurrected, but inside the Mourning Poets Society , only a few of you know, I hope this news won’t spread for the time being.”

Huggie Stone said doubtfully: "You didn't tell Gareth either? I thought he had a very good relationship with you."

Amberxiu explained: "Because we are friends, I don't want to increase his burden. Keeping secrets is also a kind of pressure."

"Haha, you are quite a friend...wait, what do you mean by this?" Huggie Stone figured out that something was wrong. What does it mean to not burden him just because he is a friend? So who do you think he is?

"Are you the sensitive little boy in a bad novel? Can you please don't interrupt?" Amber Hew mocked Huggie Stone, and then continued: "Although it is said to be a secret, it is impossible to keep it secret for long. After all, news from the other side of hell will spread, and I guess both the president and the poet already know this."

Ai Ge asked: "I can understand keeping secrets, but why keep this secret? We are all friends in the Mourning Poets Society, aren't we?"

"It used to be, but after I was reborn, I felt something was wrong. Moreover, I am no longer a member of the Dead Poets Society. After I was reborn, the Code of the Undead that originally belonged to me has disappeared."

Ambrose dropped this bombshell news, which shocked both Huggie Stone and Ai Ge.

"How could this happen?" Huggie Stone said excitedly.

He joined the Mourning Poem Society much earlier than Amber Hew. He has never seen the Mourning Poem Society kick people out. With the first one, who knows if there will be a second one.

Amber Xiu comforted him, "Don't worry, it's not unreasonable. I can't be considered a lich now, not even a dead soul, so it's reasonable to be expelled from the Mourning Poetry Society. It's just that the president didn't mention it to me, but directly took back my Undead Code. I don't have any opinions, but I have doubts."

"What do you doubt?" Heki Stone asked.

"I doubt the real reason why the Mourning Poetry Society was established." Amber Xiu tried to stay calm and said, "You all joined the Mourning Poetry Society earlier than me, and each of you was selected by the president to join. What do we have in common? This secret organization is so powerful, what is the meaning of its establishment?"

Aige and Heki Stone couldn't answer these questions, and they rarely even thought about this question.

Because it doesn't matter.

Every member of the Mourning Poetry Society can be regarded as a "powerful" party. They have their own lives and their own careers. The most mysterious president brought them together and let them communicate freely and cooperate with each other, but never made any demands. After many years, everyone got used to this state.

Amber Xiu joined later, and he thought that as a newcomer, he was not qualified to inquire about this deep secret.

But after the Code of the Dead was taken back, the God of Alchemy told Amber Xiu a piece of news.

The establishment of the Mourning Poetry Society is likely to select a successor for the God of Death.

The reason why the God of Alchemy dared to tell Amber Xiu about this was entirely because Amber Xiu had lost his qualifications, otherwise the God of Alchemy would not want to hinder Jaeger's big plan.

Amber Xiu didn't think so, so after he was resurrected, he began to use the magic mirror to ask "friends" for news.

He was surprised to find that the members of the Mourning Poetry Society present didn't know this secret.

This is unreasonable.

Jaeger selected a successor for the God of Death, but never told these candidates any requirements, just gathered them together, and then waited for hundreds and thousands of years, like watching a play.

There is no such reason in the world.

What Amber Xiu was most unhappy about was the so-called test of human nature. How could this unpredictable thing, which was affected by emotions and environment, be used as an assessment standard? A person can endure hunger and not steal bread, but if he can endure one day, does that mean he can endure for a lifetime? If he can endure not stealing bread, can he endure not stealing a few sips of water?

In Amber Xiu's view, this test is meaningless.

A curve that fluctuates repeatedly, if you only look at the largest peaks and troughs, and not the average value, then there is no point in analyzing it.

The logic of the world should be rules, such as sinners going to hell, the pious going to the kingdom of God, and the gods are not allowed to interfere with the mortal world under the rules of Io... These are meaningful things. The test of human nature is just a small story in the story to express personal opinions. It can be used to embellish boring life, but using this thing as a standard is the origin of disaster.

Amber Xiu didn't know what Jaeger thought, but since it was about the withered rose, Amber Xiu couldn't help but ask more.

Amber Xiu said to the two of them, "You two have been members of the Mourning Poetry Society for a long time. I want to ask, have there been members in the poetry society who disappeared like me? If so, what is the reason for their disappearance?"

Aige and Heki Stone's expressions became serious, and Heki Stone said nervously, "What do you mean by this?"

Amber Xiu did not hide it and said frankly, "What I want to say is, if the Mourning Poetry Society is really brewing some big plan, then did the disappeared members really die accidentally? Are all the members really just friends without competition?

"The president and the poets must know something. If there is competition in the Mourning Poetry Society itself, and you know nothing about it, then you are the prey being targeted in the dark. I am safe now, but my friends, how about your safety?"