A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees-Chapter 1221: Guild Elves and Their Charisma
Contribution points currently had no other function other than exchanging for a title in the chat room.
The chat spell was more like an input method. Only through this spell could members input the information they wanted from the terminal into the assembly stone and interact with the guild elves or other people.
The communication network had not been established yet.
Therefore, the current chat skill could only be used to communicate with the guild elf Xixi.
The latter was achieved through magic circuits.
It was not that Matthew had not thought of using the miniature magic network as a communication network, but doing so had a high chance of encroaching on the magic net's transmission efficiency.
Therefore, Matthew was prepared to wait for the professionals to handle this.
He thought about it.
In order to avoid any mishaps, he should first turn off the chat room module.
" If I want to open up more spell circuits, I need to plant more Mana Anemones or wait for them to grow up.
"Unfortunately, neither of them is realistic. The former is too expensive, and the latter is too time-consuming…"
Matthew thought to himself.
But overall, he was already very satisfied. As long as he waited for the spiritual imprints of the other guild members to join in, Matthew's initial goal would be achieved.
The Guild would also become a more open social platform.
With Matthew as the centre.
The invisible network of connections that he had before would become even clearer.
Matthew swiped the large mirror in front of him.
In the next second.
When he arrived at the guild storage interface, he was instantly stunned by the dazzling array of goods!
In the originally empty warehouse.
Now, it was filled with all kinds of sword oil, ores, handcuffs, and noble women's corsets!
Matthew rubbed his eyes.
Good heavens.
Rheagar's contribution points directly exceeded 10000!
At this moment, his title in the chat room had also become [Big Boss Feng Yun]!
If it wasn't for the fact that the chat room function hadn't been implemented yet.
Matthew could probably already see Rheagar bragging there!
Although it was a good thing that the Lord was willing to contribute things, some things were obviously just to make up the numbers.
Putting these things in would not only take up space but would also increase the difficulty of finding useful things.
The guild warehouse currently had a total of 1000 slots, and each slot had a cubic meter of storage space.
Since the warehouse itself was a huge wooden box, it was not expensive.
Considering the vast area of the Moonlight Forest.
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Matthew could even expand the guild storage to 10000 slots.
It was just too troublesome to find things.
Thinking of this, Matthew reminded him,
"Rheagar, don't stuff everything into the guild storage!"
Rheagar mumbled and reminded Zeller and Richard, who were also engrossed in the copper plate,
"Did you hear that?
"Don't stuff everything in the warehouse!"
Matthew looked curiously at the entry and exit records of the warehouse.
Good heavens.
So Zeller and Richard did it too!
The only difference was…
Most of Zeller's items were alchemy potions of various forms.
Malicious Potion (increases the success rate of Malicious Transformation);
[Heavy Wound Potion (Makes enemies weaker and more easily injured)]
Hemorhoids Potion (increases the probability of the target getting hemorrhoids);
abortion potion;
Athlete's foot potion…
As he checked the list, the weirder the style, and the cheaper the price.
Richard contributed all kinds of bandages and daggers.
Powerful Healing Bandage, Death Bandage, Women's Bandage, Night Bandage, usable Bandage...
The daggers were even more bizarre. The difference in quantity and quality was enough to open one's eyes.
"I finally understand. All of you are indeed hiding your abilities."
Matthew sighed with emotion and couldn't help but be curious. If other people joined the guild and wanted to increase their contribution points, what would they save?
Thinking of this.
Matthew felt a little itchy.
He wasn't thinking about the things in his friends 'hands.
He was purely curious about this matter.
Matthew immediately summoned Sanger and handed him the eight letters he had prepared beforehand.
The eight letters were addressed to Lorraine, Camela, Sif, Lumiere, Bobo, Eli, Lee Weiqi, and Hibbert.
They would be the second batch of members of the Guild.
As for the remaining eight spots.
Matthew would use it very carefully.
After all, he would not be able to recruit new people for a long time in the future.
When Sanger saw the eight letters, he was stunned.
"Did you encounter something happy or celebrate a holiday?
"Why do you suddenly want me to work overtime?"
Matthew smiled mischievously.
"Is it possible that your work is too easy?"
The Minotaur spirit immediately shivered, took the letter, and ran away without a word.
After settling the matter of the messenger.
Matthew tried his best to persuade Rheagar and the other two to leave the Moonlight Forest.
He also promised that he would open the chat room function as soon as possible.
Only then did Rheagar leave with satisfaction.
No matter what.
Matthew's completion of the Spell Guild was something worth celebrating.
To commemorate this special day.
He decided to plant a few more trees today!
Matthew had already planned it out.
After spring.
He was going to adopt a more radical plan to open up the forest.
He personally led the group and led the coolie zombies to expand all the way to the northeast.
His goal was to expand the oak forest and pine forest as much as possible before the stronghold of the Rolling Stone Kingdom was built.
