The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 441 I'm the Boss
In her letter, Moran also specifically instructed that Shana's mother take more photos and send them to her when she has the chance.

Shana's mother is always traveling, and the photos she sent may serve as a reference for their future travels.

After preparing the letters, cards, and photos, Moran took out the Golden Bird Mailbox from her spatial ring, only to find it empty. Her gaze then fell on the place in the spatial ring where she kept the letter paper, the mailbox, and the wrapping cloth, and she realized that the Golden Bird Mailbox and Golden Bird Wrapping Cloth she had made earlier were all used up, with only a small stack of Golden Bird Letter Paper remaining.

Moran opened the Book of Cards and made several material cards for Magic Cloth and Magic Wooden Boards, and remade a batch of Golden Bird Mailboxes and Golden Bird Wrapping Cloths.

Only materials with these special qualities can be used as carriers for the golden bird to deliver messages, allowing it to travel between the elemental and material realms.

The letter box and wrapping cloth were much more complicated to make than the golden bird letter paper.

Moran first made a small wooden box, packed up the things he had prepared, summoned the golden bird, and had it deliver the wooden box before continuing to stock up on letter boxes and wrapping cloth.

We also made more of the Golden Bird letter paper.

Although one can directly use the Book of Cards to make Golden Bird Letter Cards, Golden Bird Box Cards, or Golden Bird Wrapped Cloth Cards, alchemical magic is gradually developed through the daily crafting of magical items, and Moran didn't want to miss any opportunity to practice.

After she finished doing these things, she sensed strong emotional fluctuations from the pet contract.

"Is she awake?" Moran quickly went downstairs.

On the sofa, Zizi and Kaba, one sitting and the other lying down, stared at each other, motionless, like two statues.

It took a while for Zhizhi to realize that its little brother had been born and was lying next to it.

It stretched out its finger and poked the little skeleton's bony hand, then inserted its hand through the bone seam into the chest cavity, and finally reached for the little skeleton's empty eye sockets.

Moran knew something was wrong. The soul fire inside the skull was the skeleton's weak point, and this behavior would be seen as provocation.

Before anyone could stop him, the little skeleton squeezed its soul fire out of its eye sockets and rubbed it against Squeak's fingers.

"Squeak!" It's so cold!
"Crunch~" I'm so hungry!
"Squeak!" You're my little brother, you know that?
"Crunch~" Slurp~
"Squeak!" If anything happens, Squeak will protect you!
"Crunch~" Eat!
"Squeak!" But you have to listen to me normally!

"Crunch~" I'm so hungry!
"Squeak!" Here, chill this pot of wine for me!

"Crunch, crunch!" Food!
……

The two little ones, though talking at cross purposes, were still managing to exchange ideas back and forth.

Squeaky spoke fluently in monkey language about how the eldest sister and the younger brother got along.

The little skeleton stuck the squeaking wine bottle into its left eye socket and chilled it with its soul fire. The soul fire peeking out from its other eye socket was full of longing, the small flame almost flickering as it looked like a ghost. Its mind was filled with nothing but food.

Moran now understands why the little skeleton was so eager to stay close to Squeak. It turns out that it had been fed by Squeak so much that it remembered its scent and wanted to eat soul essence, so it came to find it.

She watched the play for a while before saying, "Squeak, it doesn't understand the monkey language you're speaking!"

The little skeleton was her undead servant. It had no vocal organs and could not speak. Apart from her, its master, who could communicate with it through the undead servant contract, it could only transmit information to other undead creatures using the unique vibrations of undead creatures.

Squeak: "..."

After all that, the little skeleton couldn't understand a word it said. So what was it "clapping" about?
Moran sensed what Zizi was thinking and said, "I named it 'Kaba' because it always likes to rub its bones and make that sound."

"Squeak?" Is there no magic that allows it to communicate with me? Moran shrugged: "I can't help it either. Mind control doesn't work on it either."

Undead creatures and corpses are both survivors of mind magic.

"Although it has no vocal organs and cannot speak, it has hand bones and can write with a pen."

"As long as you all know the Common Language, you can communicate together in it," Moran said.

Squeak: "..."

Its general language proficiency isn't yet at a level where it can fluently teach its younger siblings!
“If you want to be the boss, you have to take on the responsibility of disciplining it!” Moran said.

Squeak raised its head and patted its chest: "Squeak!"

It's an expert at disciplining its underlings!
"Don't agree too soon. It has some wisdom, but not much. It's still a blank slate that knows nothing."

You need to teach it common sense, teach it to brew its own potions, and feed it soul essence. However, you don't need to be as strict with the timing as before, and you can't feed it too much. Just feed it a little bit the size of your finger at a time, and at most a fist-sized lump a day.

You can use this as a reward for it obeying you.

More importantly, after I finish teaching you the common language, you not only need to learn it yourself, but also supervise and guide it to learn.

Low-level skeletons have the ability to learn a simple skill in depth, and Moran has already decided what the little skeleton will learn.

It's the common language!
Language is an essential tool for acquiring new knowledge. As the little skeleton levels up and becomes more intelligent, it will be able to learn more skills. Once it masters a language, it will be able to read and learn on its own.

After listening, Zhizhi didn't express her confidence as before that she could do it.

Moran could tell at a glance what it was worried about.

Squeak is very smart, you could even say smarter than many humans. It has a good learning ability, and whenever Moran teaches it something it's interested in, it learns it in no time.

The only problem is that monkeys' playful and restless nature makes them lack patience.

Learning a common language that requires a long period of memorization, practice, and accumulation is as tedious as being in prison.

Therefore, after learning the pronunciation of some simple and commonly used words, its learning progress plummeted.

Especially in terms of text.

It's not that they can't learn it, but that they can't sit still and lack the patience to learn.

The little skeleton is the opposite. It lacks intelligence and needs to be taught many times to learn something. It will learn more than it can handle and often forgets things. However, it is an undead creature and has no shortage of patience. Repeating mechanically doing one thing is its forte.

One is active, the other is passive; one is clever, the other is clumsy; one wants to be the boss, the other only wants to eat the essence. When combined, they complement each other perfectly.

This would solve the learning problems of the two little ones at once, and she, as the owner, would have fewer headaches.

Why doesn't she want to be more undead servants and raise more magical pets? Contracts are easy to make, but teaching them is hard!
Moran wasn't about to let Zhizhi back down, so she deliberately provoked him: "Is Zhizhi afraid that he can't learn as well as Kaba?"

Squeak immediately perked up and said, enunciating each word clearly in Common Tongue, "No! Impossible! Boss, it's me! I'll take care of it!"