A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 1934: Is that child yours?

“Hello.”

“Uh, did Vivien send you to teach me how to use these things?”

Matthew hadn’t really shown it,

But Bubu immediately sensed the other’s skepticism.

Puffing up his little cheeks, he said indignantly,

“Don’t underestimate me!”

“I am a true astronaut, proficient in all domains related to interstellar travel, and communication is just one of them!”

Saying this,

He skillfully and concisely began to explain to Matthew the use and limitations of the temporary setup Vivien had sent over.

“…After activation, you need to do this, then that…”

“Then place the anemone in a location where it can have extensive contact with the air, trying to minimize obstructions around it.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you adjust the directional spirituality pulse device, it won’t be too troublesome, hmm, I’ve made some modifications to Ms. Vivien’s idea, which is already the default solution in our astral travel.”

“Three hundred meters? No need, as long as there are no obstructions around, anything within eight hundred meters should work, but you must run, hmm, slow and steady movement, then leave everything to me…”

Bubu was passionately interacting with Matthew.

Initially, Matthew wondered if Vivien was perhaps overestimating Bubu.

But soon he was impressed by Bubu’s expertise—

The way he handled the screws on the bottom of the Sivart Crucible was remarkably professional, quickly adjusting the parameters based on the tearing of the plane.

After asking several detailed questions and receiving very thorough answers from Bubu,

Matthew decided to take action.

He first summoned the Flaming Nightmare, then mounted it with the whole setup.

Since Vivien’s previously mentioned distance restriction was perfectly overcome by Bubu’s modification scheme, it afforded Matthew more space.

He disguised himself as a devil soldier who had temporarily lost his organization.

The Flaming Nightmare, in turn, disguised itself as an ordinary Purgatory Mount.

The duo leisurely strolled along the edge of the battlefield.

Just to be safe,

Matthew also activated an Invisible Magic Ball, but movement substantially reduces the effectiveness of almost all invisibility spells.

This measure was barely better than nothing.

Even without it,

Given the chaos on the battlefield, it was unlikely anyone would notice their anomaly.

As the Flaming Nightmare moved along the edge of the battlefield,

Bubu, while adjusting the device, chatted intermittently with Matthew.

Compared to their first meeting,

Bubu seemed much more cheerful and bolder.

He shared many stories of his homeland and race with Matthew.

Although there wasn’t anything particularly shocking,

Bubu’s narration did stir something in Matthew—

“The Qeyun Aling and space undead, in some ways, are actually quite similar.”

He suddenly thought.

Both are essentially souls, only the former is microscopic, while the latter is medium-sized;

They are both born from the spirituality overflowing in space, though from different sources;

Similarly, both races possess considerable technology related to space, astronautics, metallurgy, and vessels, although the Qeyun Aling’s astronautical technology fundamentally leans towards a special “wish spell.”

Matthew observed.

Bubu, while adjusting the device, often just estimated the settings and then used his special ability like a cantrip to reach a satisfactory value.

According to him,

The creation and repair of their spacecraft were accomplished by methodologies similar to “I reckon” —

This actually came close to the effects of wish and divination spells, but achieved through esoteric spell-like and psychic means.

The space undead were also proficient in psionic power.

But their space industries were more controllable and stable, allowing them to standardize and spread widely.

This was one of the reasons why Storluk Industries managed to establish a stronghold everywhere.

In addition,

Both races had an extraordinary fixation on astral travel.

However, the Qeyun Aling did so out of a love for freedom, they were only palm-sized but braved the darkest corners of the universe and explored all unknown territories.

Meanwhile, the space undead’s astral travels were just a colonization tactic to extend their domination.

Despite this,

Matthew saw countless intricate connections between these two soul-like races.

“Perhaps after deciphering more of the knowledge left by Giza, it might be possible to discover more commonalities between the two, or even find more vulnerabilities in the space undead…”

In his thoughts,

Suddenly, the guild badge in Matthew’s hand grew hot!

“Connected!”

Bubu popped his small head out of the Crucible that Matthew was holding in his arms:

“Quick, quick!”

No reminder was needed.

Matthew’s mental power was already focused on the badge.