This Necromancer Just Wants to Plant Trees

Chapter 130: Are You the Soul of the Rainforest?

Chapter 130: Are You the Soul of the Rainforest?

The Clockwork Birds were as fast as a beam of light.

They brushed past the shoulders of the two guards and hovered above their heads for a while. Suddenly, they let out an ear-piercing shriek!

The sound was so loud that it almost deafened the people nearby!

The guards immediately looked pained. They couldn’t help but cover their ears, and their bodies became limp as they collapsed to the ground.

The gamblers who had been watching from the side were also affected by the aftermath of the scream. They ran in panic.

The two clockwork birds swooped down as well and frantically shuttled through the crowd. When they changed places, they began to shriek again.

For a moment.

It was a mess near the gate.

Shortie looked around with a satisfied expression, but then she looked at the tall and thin mage in front of her in surprise.

He looked safe and sound.

Her gaze quickly locked onto the small book in the other party’s hand.

Unfortunately, she was too short. She could only vaguely see the corners of the defensive poem through Matthew’s fingers.

"Humph!”

Shortie snorted heavily.

However, she did not continue to provoke Matthew. Instead, she walked to the counter next to the door in an extremely domineering manner.

At this moment, the charming woman in charge of entertaining the guests was also moaning with a headache, so she had no time to look after the things on the counter.

Shortie stretched out her right hand and jumped.

She couldn’t reach it.

She didn’t give up. She got closer and jumped again!

She got it this time!

Matthew saw her take a chip wrapped in iron.

She didn’t seem to make any extra movements, but her right hand suddenly emitted a burst of red light, and even the chip lit up.

[Hint: You have noticed that the Machinist in front of you is performing ‘item injection’ on the chips.]

[Item Injection: One of the basic abilities of a Machinist. The item that is injected will change its basic properties (there is a certain degree of chance involved)]

In the next second.

Shortie threw the chip with all her might. Her expression was relaxed, and her eyebrows were filled with a cool temperament.

However, under the heavy armour that didn’t fit her figure.

Her movements were clumsy and strenuous.

She was only throwing a small chip, but it gave Matthew the illusion that she was throwing a big shot put.

Bang!

The red chip smashed into the black door.

Smoke and dust billowed.

A few seconds later.

A huge hole appeared in the middle of the door. The scene behind the door could be seen at a glance.

Matthew leaned over and clearly saw that there was an extremely spacious office behind the door.

There was a luxurious desk in the middle of the office.

Behind the table sat a fat man with a cigar in his mouth and shiny hair. He looked to be in his thirties and was frowninz at the uninvited guest outside the door.

"Are you Yu Lian?!”

Shortie asked through the door.

The fatty raised his hand and suddenly slapped the table twice. Then, two young women with only a piece of silk wrapped around their waists climbed out from under the table.

The two women walked out of the office door as if no one was around.

One of them was wiping her mouth as she walked, cursing,

“Yu Lian, can you drink less wine and eat less chilli next time?” Yu Lian’s expression did not change.

After the two women left, he replied coldly,

"I am Yu Lian. Do you have any objections to my door?”

He stood up as he spoke.

He was tall and fat, and he completely crushed Shortie in terms of aura. However, the next moment, his pants slid down without warning.

"Damn it! Mary, Susan! Where’s my belt?”

Yu Lian hurriedly pulled up his pants and roared in the direction where the two women had left.

Unfortunately, no one answered.

A strong look of disgust flashed across Shortie’s eyes.

However, she still took a step forward.

"Yu Lian, I want to talk to you.”

Yu Lian pulled up his pants and sat down on the chair. He slammed the table and said,

"Come in and talk.”

Shortie walked in fearlessly.

Matthew, who had been watching the show for a long time, also silently followed.

After a while, the guards who had recovered surrounded the area around the door.

"So, how much did that bastard Butcher give you?”

Yu Lian placed his ankles on the desk and shook his cigar.

"Who is Butcher?”

Shortie asked in return.

"Not Butcher? Then, was it Feliger? That damned guy, I even treated him to a meal last month, and he actually dared to find someone to come and ruin my place!”

Yu Lian instantly became furious.

Shortie said coldly,

"I don’t know what you’re talking about, but the names you mentioned have nothing to do with me. I’m here for a woman.”

Yu Lian immediately revealed an expression of disbelief.

"Women, women! There are hundreds of women coming and going to my casino every day. May I know who you are?”

Shortie snorted coldly.

"Lily, do you remember now?”

Yu Lian pondered in distress.

"Lily? Which Lily? Was it Lily the big milk cow or the Lily with the mole on her butt? It couldn’t be the one with the inscription on her stomach, right? She was almost fifty!”

Shortie’s expression was cold as if she had seen through Yu Lian’s acting. She continued, ‘You lied to Lily. You told her that you would be with her, but in the end, you chose to abandon her.

"She is not doing well now. She does not want to eat or drink, and her mental state is terrible.

"I must seek justice for her.

"If you are not going to give her justice, I’ll take the justice myself..”