Pigeon sorcerer coo

After being expelled from the burial grounds, Heine summoned two undead creatures at home.
But soon he realized something off about his undead.
They seemed to know each other, chatting away inside his mind.
They had played a game based on this world and knew it better than he did.
Worse yet, they said his house was soon to be leveled, an imminent disaster...
Heine decided to pretend to be an aborigine who didn't know anything, just follow the instructions and be done with it.
…
Years later, when Heine ascended to the divine throne, he looked at his follower in disguise (forerunner in reality) and sighed.
"No more pretending, I'm also a transmigrator. I confessed!"
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This book is also titled "Everyone's Gaming in Another World, Only I'm on a Fantasy Adventure."
This is a story about a necromancer and a group of Cynical transmigrators bumbling through the world with laughter and pretend.

Keywords: lighthearted, Western fantasy, single female lead, no system, not the fourth calamity.

There's Must Something Wrong with My Undeads

He followed the instructions in the letter and delivered the owl to its location, and sure enough, it caught the attention of the four trees.


But they did not summon vines nor did they sound an alarm, they only stared.


It was like a severely nearsighted person mistaking a clothes rack a few meters away for a man in a trench coat; to them, the owl might as well have been just a dense ball of "Holy Light."


Someone actually knew so much about the Radiant Watch Wood...


The letter had been validated, but its content had also come to an end.


Surely he wasn't expected to just walk in and huddle in a corner?


Soon, he saw a green, translucent little bird flapping its way into the courtyard.


Chapter 576: The Dominated Alleris_3