A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

In front of the office desk.

There was a black-haired woman in a fitting uniform. She had an unusually hot figure, but her eyes and expression were like an iceberg.

The woman stared intently at the blond man's work.

Occasionally, he would look up at the gold watch on his wrist.

"Done!"

The golden-haired man suddenly let out a strange cry.

He slammed his palm on the table, and a large number of scrap papers suddenly flew into the air.

"Two weeks, no, three weeks!

"I'm finally done!"

The black-haired woman glanced at Lorraine's desk.

There was no lack of such titles in the neatly arranged documents on the rightmost side.

"Shocking! Twelve Things That Matthew and the Evil Empress Must Not Say"

" Behind the Meteorite: A Conspiracy from Beyond the Heavens "

"Shouldn't Reincarnate! The contents of what the War God said to me while crying after drinking."

" Girl in Pain: I'm not a Slave to Desire "

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"Thank you for your hard work."

The woman in black bowed slightly.

" In less than twenty days, you personally wrote the press release for the two major events in Cross City and Jiliu City. You wrote a total of thirteen versions of the story, analyzing these events from different angles. While establishing the image of the Alliance Wizards, you also successfully dispelled the people's fear of the gods and evil gods. Minister, you did very well!"

Lorraine's face was thin, and her eyes were red.

"So, can the news department hire a few more people?

"We can't let the minister do everything, right?"

The woman nodded slightly.

"I'm recruiting.

" But it's not easy to find an excellent bard like you. You have to understand the slow progress of recruitment."

Lorraine looked incredulous.

He rubbed his yellow-blonde hair with both hands and complained,

"So this is the reason why you locked me in the small black room and made me write non-stop?

"I can't take it anymore!

" I want beautiful women, I want good wine, I want to have a party!"

He roared hysterically.

The woman in black's eyes and expression were still cold, and her tone was businesslike.

"Lady Isabelle has instructed that as long as you can complete your work on time, you can do whatever you want."

Lorraine stared at the woman in front of her.

"I want to do…

"You!"

The frosty woman began to undress without hesitation.

"Sure…"

However, just as she unbuttoned the first button of her uniform.

The hooting of an owl suddenly came from the top of the office.

"Please wait a moment."

The woman stopped and quickly left the office.

A moment later.

She walked in with two letters in her hands.

"Can we continue?"

Lorraine asked.

The woman shook her head.

"Sorry, you have a new job.

" Lord Matthew has sent a letter. He hopes that you can write a brilliant origin story about the Quasi Relic that he just obtained."

Lorraine's eyes widened.

"We can do this later, right?

"I know if you ask Matthew personally, he won't force me to continue working overtime."

The woman in black gently slapped one of the letters on the desk.

" Lady Isabelle said that everything related to Lord Matthew is the first priority.

" Just like before, in order to make it easier for you to focus on your work, the entire office will be disconnected from the outside world.

" I'll prepare coffee and potions to increase your energy and inspiration for you.

"Please work hard."

After saying that.

Under Lorraine's despairing gaze.

The woman in black walked out of the office swiftly.

Bang!

The office door was locked.

One could only vaguely hear a desperate cry.

" Matthew!!!!!"

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