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Chapter 108 - 108 99 Don't Imitate the Weird Talk of the Undead 5 Updates

108: Chapter 99: Don’t Imitate the Weird Talk of the Undead (5 Updates) 108: Chapter 99: Don’t Imitate the Weird Talk of the Undead (5 Updates) During this period, the Undead had brought back a significant amount of Hearts of Calamity, which could be exchanged for camp points, and their shards could also be used to feed the Blood Lambs.

These hearts were considered the most important strategic resources in the eyes of the Undead.

And Mico could use these materials to help the Undead concoct various Magic Potions, including those needed by the curse-wielding Wizards.

However, the Undead still didn’t have enough points, and so far, not a single one of them had successfully exchanged for them.

The reason Mico never suspected Lind to be a Noble might also have something to do with the cunning characteristic of Nobles that he occasionally displayed.

The pathway Magic Potions were indeed precious, but the Undead, fearless of death, had long since scavenged materials through repeated deadly skirmishes, earning back more than tenfold.

To exploit the Undead in a way both parties deemed reasonable, Mico was the first to dispute anyone claiming Lind wasn’t a Noble.

The moment his strength had successfully increased, Mico thought of finding Lind.

When he found Lind, he discovered that Lind was training with his Soldiers.

A few men huddled together, panting as they sparred, comparing everything, using every tactic available.

Lind always stated that his Soldiers were like his brothers, sharing life and death together.

He knew who his loyal supporters were and was willing to repay them in kind.

He wouldn’t favor one just because they had become a Great Knight and had repeatedly made eye-signs at Mico at the dinner table, indicating her to echo his sentiment that everyone had a chance to become a Great Knight.

Eliminating everyone’s doubts, consolidating relations, he didn’t want anyone to feel neglected or looked down upon.

Nor did anyone feel insignificant.

The unwavering trust the nine Soldiers had shown for Lind from the start was evident, they never doubted his commands.

Not just these nine, but the craftsmen, women, and children, all felt fortunate to live at Star Dragon Ridge.

Perhaps he felt the same way?

Mico moved to an open area and watched as Lind skillfully pinned someone down, then “cough cough” she coughed lightly.

Lind turned his head towards her.

“You made it?”

A smile crossed his face, and he gave a thumbs up, “Awesome!”

So thrilled, he even wanted to express his joy with an Earth slang.

Knowing that he wouldn’t be jealous, Mico’s desire to show off went unmet.

She felt that Lind probably wanted her promotion to succeed even more than she did.

Always on edge in an apocalyptic world, watching out for each other, it had been a long time since he had seen someone genuinely happy for someone else being stronger than them.

Even at Sky Star Magic School…

rather than a gathering of geniuses, it seemed more like a collection of the world’s most jealous individuals.

“I know, it’s the language of the Undead,” Mico understood Lind’s words, then decided to respond in the language of the Undead: “Husband, you ace me.”

Lind’s eyes widened, and he quickly covered her mouth: “Who taught you that?”

Running so fast, he stirred up a warm breeze.

Her silver hair tousled in the wind, Mico leaned back slightly, as though wrapped in Lind’s arms.

She blinked, signaling to Lind that he was still covering her mouth.

As soon as Lind released his hand, she immediately spat, “Yuck, yuck, yuck!”

Mico’s face was full of disgust: “It’s all sweat!”

Then she said, “What did you say, ‘Husband, you ace me’?”

Seeing Lind glare, she pursed her lips: “Many Undead like to call you that, don’t they?

I thought you didn’t react much, just smiled.”

Lind: …

“Don’t learn it!” he stressed, “It’s not a compliment!”

He really feared the Undead were deliberately teaching Mico some crude phrases, thankfully those people had some limits, it was just Mico learning on her own.

Tu Ya really that idle?

It seems the Magic Potion cooking duties he had assigned her were still too few.

“How do you feel?” Lind looked her up and down.

Alive, friendly, a High-ranking Wizard!

It all seemed very novel.

Star Dragon Ridge Outpost has been developing very well.

Mico had no physical mutations at all, which meant she had nearly perfected her ascension, increasing the possibility of success for her next promotion.

“I could punch you to tears!” she mimed a punch, still remembering Lind’s glaring just now.

Rabbits hold grudges.

Lind didn’t take her words seriously, “I actually wanted to talk to you about Magic Potion matters.”

“Your Magic Potion is almost ready,” she could feel more clearly, the power inside Lind brought her a slight sense of pressure.

Although she knew that the other party was Old Nobility and very good at fighting, she was now a High-ranking Wizard, yet the gap between them hadn’t widened completely.

During this time, he seemed stronger than before.

If he met the Black Knight again, would Lind be able to handle it alone?

If it were still five people going together, maybe not everyone would come back severely wounded, but with Lind leading, they might tear through the Black Knight directly.

“It’s not my Magic Potion,” Lind shook his head and said, “The current situation is that the Dragon Tooth Mountain Road is too far from Star Dragon Ridge Outpost.

If the Undead rushed back, we’d waste half a day on the road each time.

So I want to send some people to Dragon Tooth Mountain Road.”

“You mean to send me?”

“No, I’m saying you should work overtime making Magic Potions.

I should be buying a lot of Magic Potions from you and then open a temporary shop on Dragon Tooth Mountain Road to sell them.”

Let you be idle and pick up strange lingo from the Undead!

“You really are more thoughtful than a mother,” Mico commented.

Fear of the Undead running out of medicine, so send people to deliver Magic Potions, and maybe later even send Blacksmiths, send Chefs.

Lind smiled, that’s the service industry for you.

Ever since he heard Mico’s “Old Nobility Must Go Mad Theory,” Lind had been tense.

He felt like a sitting duck, even if he could fool the Undead, the conflict with the New Nobility is irreconcilable.

Investing in the Undead could turn into profits tenfold, even dozens of times over.

“How many bottles of Magic Potion are left?”

“The last one,” Lind said.

“Wait, so soon?” Mico was surprised, meaning if she had been any slower, Lind might have been promoted before her!

“Maybe the ‘Ring of Magic’ prefers me.”

Mico muttered silently for a moment, then smiled, happy for Lind’s possible promotion.

In this world, having strength is always better.

But when Mico saw Lian approaching, her smile immediately stiffened.

The rule “Don’t consume ammunition during the Magic Potion regimen” was something she made up on the spot because she was discussing with Lind and Lian was pacing outside; she couldn’t let Lian have her way.

She believed Lind was a man who strictly adhered to rules, whether true or false, he would follow it; he wouldn’t allow himself to fail.

But what about after he successfully advanced?

Lian was like a fox, lurking nearby and watching intently for a long time.

“Lord, the first batch of badges has arrived, what do you think?” Lian, as if she hadn’t seen Mico’s expression, stopped in front of Lind, reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her ear.

One big, one small, one sexy, one cute, two beauties standing in front of Lind.

The Soldiers competing in strength in the distance stopped and invariably exclaimed,

Truly worthy of the Lord.

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