"Twelve days after the full moon, daytime. Hmm, I'm ...... I came out alive. I have to say, maybe I was really lucky enough to have a huge treasure hidden under the iron lid. I don't know who hid here, but since I found it, it's mine.

But if I think about it, I've found this treasure...... But I can't live without this damn island, what's the use of asking for treasure? Forget it, I don't want to do that, I'm hungry, I'm going to find something to eat, and I hope that the trap set yesterday can catch some small animals. Preferably rabbits, fat and big rabbits!"

"Thirteen days after the full moon. Boring, because yesterday's trap didn't catch anything, so I had to eat wild fruits, so in addition to being bored, I was a little frustrated......"

"Fourteen days after the full moon, I lay in the treasure for a day, bored and didn't know what to do......"

"Fifteen days after the full moon......

“......”

"Full moon. Well, it's been two months since the full moon again, and yesterday I suddenly noticed that there were a few boxes in the treasure that seemed to contain something a little strange, some scrolls with words written on them. It would be nice if it was some pastime story, but unfortunately not, it is a record of a lot of things that I don't understand. For example, what kind of 'metamorphosis potion', such as 'fire magic gel', etc., are the experimental records left by wizards? But for me, it's really useless. ”

"One day after the full moon, boring ......"

"Two days after the full moon, boring ......"

"Three days after the full moon, I was really bored, I actually looked at the scrolls in the treasure all day that I couldn't understand at all, and I thought that in addition to being bored, I might have gone crazy. ”

"Four days after the full moon, not only are you bored, you are crazy, and you can be a bit of an idiot. Because I looked at those scrolls for another day, and found ...... I really don't understand. ”

"Five days after the full moon, I can't read ......"

"Six days after the full moon, I still can't read ......"

“......”

"Twenty-two days after the full moon, I think I understand a little......"

"Twenty-three days after the full moon, yesterday's thoughts are obviously delusional, I will never understand it in my life, I am just a fool......"

“......”

"The sixth full moon. Whew, it's not easy, I've figured out a very small part of the scroll, but it's not useful. I'm not a wizard, I understand, and I can't do it. ”

"One day after the full moon. Saying...... Actually, I can try it, some of the materials mentioned on the scroll, should still be available on the island, anyway, I'm bored enough, I haven't spoken to anyone for half a year, it's good to find something to do. ”

"Five days after the full moon, the materials are ready, and the tests will start tomorrow. ”

"Six days after the full moon, it is no surprise that the test failed. ”

"Failed ......"

"Failed ......"

"The tenth full moon, partially successful, I think I understand the content of the scroll a little, try again tomorrow. ”

"The fourteenth full moon, the true god is above, and the mouse stands up, this is the creature I created!"

"The twenty-sixth full moon, if I hadn't flipped through the previous diary, I would have forgotten my name, and I felt like a dead person. But the experiment has improved a lot. ”

"The forty-fourth full moon, the monkey caught it, and tomorrow we will experiment with it. ”

"The ninety-third full moon, the experiment is getting more and more successful, and I seem to have found fun. ”

"One day after the ninety-third full moon. There was a ship docking, and the people on board were shocked by my presence, and kindly offered to take me out of here and back to the mainland. Should I leave? Maybe, after being here for too long, it's time for me to go home, this island is destined to be just a prison for me. But before I go, I'm going to hide the treasure and bring enough money with me to save it from being looked down upon by my miser's father!"

"The ninety-fifth full moon. I came back in a terrible mood.

The captain was a nice guy, he did take me back to the mainland, and I went home. But...... When I returned, I found that my family's town had been abandoned a few years ago due to the plague. My relatives at home left me nothing but the few tombstones in the cemetery. I don't know why, but I'm not sad about it.

I wanted to stay on the mainland, but I found it awkward after a few days - I had been on the island for too long and could no longer fit into the world of ordinary people. They're too noisy, well, too noisy, and I'm sick of them.

I miss the island—my island, I miss the creatures I made on the island, and it's good that I asked another captain to take me back here.

But the captain's boat was still parked on the shore, and they were to rest for the night and leave tomorrow. So I'm going to be careful not to let them discover the secrets of the island. ”

"One day after the ninety-fifth full moon. Damn it, they deceived me, they had been scheming against me! They suspected that there was treasure on this island from the moment they found out that I had hired their ship with a lot of gold coins and at a very high price. They even pretended to leave, and then secretly explored. Well, they brought it upon themselves, and they coveted my treasure, so let's all die!"

"Two days after the ninety-fifth full moon. Well, all dead, with the help of my experimental creatures, there is not a single one left. It's a little strange that I didn't feel disgusted when I killed so many people. Forget it, there's nothing, bury their corpses, they can't be seen, just forget about it. ”

"Three days after the ninety-fifth full moon. I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid, how can I bury a corpse? What a good material! I'm going to dig it up and use it, and hopefully it's not damaged. ”

"The one hundred and forty-fourth full moon. The shipwreck floated new corpses, but there were too few and I needed more. ”

"The one hundred and eighty-sixth full moon. The experiment became more and more successful, but I found that 'the more I know, the more I don't'. But I'm sure that if I continue to study it, I'll be able to figure everything out. Also, I really need to get some corpses, fresh corpses. ”

"The second hundred and fortyth full moon. It feels good, a whole boatload of corpses! They're still alive, but they're going to be dead soon, so it's fresh. ”

"The hundredth full moon. It seems that there have been rumors about ghost ships, island of the dead, and necromancers. Oh, a bunch of stupid corpses, I don't forget my name, you call me necromancer? ”

"The three hundred and sixtyth full moon. Immortal!Immortal!I see, this is the knowledge in the scroll!I must figure it out, figure it out!I need more and more corpses!Yes, more and more corpses!No one can stop me from ......"

“......”

"Papa

The contents of the scroll are very detailed at first, but the later they go, the more concise they become, sometimes only a few words for an entire year. Even so, it is still possible to figure out in general how the so-called Defoe became a necromancer step by step.

In this way, the previous doubts about the necromancer's strange research methods have been resolved.

Why does the necromancer not have any research on the core knowledge, but only explore the superficial application?

Because of the core knowledge, he learned it from other places, and it is a little difficult to even understand, how to study it?

This is like a person who has dropped out of school, reluctantly taught himself Newton's three laws, and it is already the limit to do some mechanical physics problems, so he can study how Newton's three laws came about, and further refine and derive solid mechanics and fluid mechanics, but he really can't do it.

The Necromancer is an ordinary person, well, Defoe the Necromancer is just an ordinary person who has been manipulated by fate, reduced to this island, and lived alone for decades. If you don't happen to find the so-called treasure, the biggest possibility is that you can't stand the loneliness and commit suicide.

In other words, if it wasn't Defoe who survived the shipwreck, but someone like David and Lucius, as long as they could find the treasure, they would probably become necromancers.

To sum up, that is, the necromancer is ordinary, the island of the dead is ordinary, and even the ghost ship or something is all ordinary and completely replaceable - most of the names and rumors of these things are created by the people in fear.

In the whole event, the only thing that is not ordinary, is the treasure hidden on this island, which is the origin of everything.

It's on this island, so there's the Island of the Dead.

If it is in some barren mountain, then there will be the so-called mountain of the dead. In the valley, it will be the Valley of the Dead. In the hills, there will be hills of the undead......

Everything is changed because of the treasure, and it is different because of the treasure.

What is the treasure, and where is the scroll containing a great deal of mystical knowledge, according to the diary of the necromancer Defoe?

Richard's mind turned, and he stood in the necromancer's bedroom on the second floor of the stone building, looking at his feet.

He believed that the necromancer's construction of such a stone tower in the middle of the island was definitely not a random location, because the terrain here was not very good, and it could even be said to be a bit bad.

Does that mean that the entrance to the treasure is hidden somewhere in this stone building?

The next moment, the free energy elements in Richard's body surged, and the spell obtained from the treasure of the Black Spirit King in the tomb of White Rock City was released.

Gaze Eye!

The pupils shrank slightly, and all objects faded from Richard's field of vision, becoming transparent, and finally only simple lines remained.

"Da Da Da ......"

Richard walked up the stone staircase to the hall on the first floor, his eyes locked on the bottom of the huge stone table.

"So it's here, it's really well hidden, if it's really an ordinary person, even if you know it, you can't enter. Richard muttered to himself, his eyes blinking back to normal, and his gaze stopped.

"Whew-"

Then Richard took a deep breath, and a new spell was released.

Lord of the Wind in Spells!

Spell Wind Brute Force!

The air was surging, and Richard felt his whole body enveloped, and reached out to push towards the huge stone table.

"Squeak-"

A screeching sound sounded, and the stone table was pushed more than a meter away, revealing a downward entrance with an iron lid.

Without much hesitation, Richard opened the iron lid and walked in.

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