Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge - Chapter 155
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Chapter 155: Chapter 155 High-Level Meeting
The hundred Zombie Bosses bound by Zi Liyuan with slave marks, signing a slave contract.
At this moment, they were dispersing in groups, becoming the commanders and controllers within the Zombie army, remotely directing the relentless attack on the monsters.
However, it was a bit of a pity that once these fellows were infected and turned into ordinary Zombies, their level had dropped from LV80 to LV60, and against LV80 monsters, they were still somewhat weaker.
Fortunately, with the help of the Skeleton Mage’s “Death Withering,” the death rhythm of both sides was basically even.
And what was even more outrageous was that if a Zombie died, another dead creature’s body would rise from within, equating to no loss at all; that was just preposterous.
“I finally understand why the officials and military would ban Undead potions from appearing on the market.”
Dammit, a single Zombie potion only needed one corpse to create a Zombie, so dropping it in a battlefield could immediately raise a vast Zombie army.
The Undead disaster was truly as terrifying as this!
Zi Liyuan, while taking a sharp intake of breath, had a gleam in his eyes, a crazy one!
“The Undead disaster is so terrifying, but there hasn’t been widespread panic on Blue Star. There’s definitely a problem here. I’ll need to ask Uncle Wang after the dungeon is over.”
Suppressing some of those crazy thoughts, Zi Liyuan’s mind whirred, and he immediately sensed an issue.
Throughout history, over such a long period, it was impossible for no death-associated professionals to rise to power. If they wanted to unleash an Undead disaster, it certainly wouldn’t be too difficult; after all, they just needed to find an old battlefield and could easily conjure a vast wave of the Undead.
Yet in the history of Blue Star, there has never been any record of a death-associated professional instigating an Undead disaster, causing harm to the area, which was obviously odd.
After all, in a world where the game invades reality, power is supreme, and the strong are revered!
Death-associated professionals with immense strength would absolutely not stay obediently hidden in some corner, not making trouble; Zi Liyuan didn’t believe it for a second.
In the end, those dealing with death as their profession would, more or less, become somewhat twisted in their psyche. How could such people be content with mediocrity?
“Damn it, could the powers on Blue Star be hunting down death-associated professionals?”
Death-associated professionals all belonged to hidden professions, but every year, there were hundreds of awakenings and job changes, if not a thousand.
Just like in their White Crane City, twenty or thirty death-associated professionals had emerged, and that was just one city. In the entirety of Jiangnan Province, there surely were hundreds; thus, across the nine provinces of the Great Xia Empire, there definitely would be several hundred more.
“Crap!”
After swearing under his breath, suppressing the unease in his heart, Zi Liyuan started farming monsters in earnest.
He pushed aside these messy thoughts for now, figuring he would understand everything once he entered Dragon Academy.
…
At the Zi family villa.
Shen Yurou and the four Fan Yuer sisters, who rarely came out of their respective labs, were chatting and laughing on their way to the dungeon base.
“For the exoskeleton combat armor I gave you, I sacrificed some defensive attributes to increase mobility. It’s meant for survival. Wear it as soon as you enter the dungeon, then just follow my commands, and don’t mess around.”
Shen Yurou worked overtime last night, producing a total of eight Type-2 robots, plus a large stockpile of ammunition.
At this moment, her and the four sisters had their backpack spaces loaded with a tremendous amount of military resources.
“Don’t worry, Sister Yurou, the four of us will follow your lead for sure. You point out the target, and we’ll hit it,” Fan Yuer replied confidently, her look towards Shen Yurou unwittingly filled with a hint of admiration.
The other three, although silent, nodded simultaneously.
At first, they thought that Shen Yurou was simply capitalizing on her close relationship with Zi Liyuan, using her looks to secure her position as his woman early on, so they also harbored thoughts of vying for favor.
But when Shen Yurou took out so many mechanical creations to help them level up, their thoughts changed.
Indeed, how could mere ornaments show up around a freak of nature?
Only perverts can stay by the side of such a monster!
Shen Yurou is certainly a pervert, and an extreme one at that!
As for her four sisters, the future potion masters, proper beauties, of course, they can’t be compared with a pervert.
Therefore, the four of them started to proactively get closer to Shen Yurou.
When it comes to powerful supporters, one must certainly hold on tight, right?
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Dragon Academy.
“Let’s discuss whether we should enroll Death class professionals this year, and whether to recruit a few more Mechanics.”
This was a small conference room, at the moment occupied only by an old man with the appearance of a youthful elder, and in front of him was a human-head-sized transparent crystal ball, which currently projected an image that was divided into 24 segments, each containing a figure.
The headmasters of the Nine Great Divine States Academy, the commanders of the nine state military districts, and six imposing leaders sat with solemn expressions.
“The national college entrance examination’s top scorer is a Necromancer, now at Second Order LV60, and by the time of formal admission to Dragon Academy, should reach Third Order LV80, arguably the strongest newcomer in the academy’s history, without parallel.”
The headmaster of Dragon Academy, stroking his beard, had an appreciative look on his face.
“Since ancient times on Blue Star, the development of Death class professionals has been suppressed, especially in the Great Xia Empire, where basically every year Death class professionals are recruited.
But this year, after the Nine Great Divine States Academy chose not to recruit, those organizations supported by the Coalition of Nations specifically targeted these individuals for abduction.”
The ambitious designs of the Coalition of Nations are clear to all. Do we really want to let these talents slip through our fingers?”
“How about this year we simply send all the Death class professionals to the Shenzhou Military Academy?”
“What nonsense are you spouting! Our military academy doesn’t have that many resources to train over a thousand Death class professionals all at once!”
An irascible voice, not caring for the setting, burst out with an expletive.
“How about the military and official side step in to recruit them all into a thousand-man team? Everyone contributes some resources to train them together?”
“That idea seems reasonable; we could give it a try.”
“Agreed!”
“Concur!”
“Endorse!”
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“With the official and military side holding most of the resources for Death class professionals, the Dragon Academy would need to train the national college entrance examination’s top scorer at the very least, right?”
The headmaster of Dragon Academy said softly, his eyes aimed at the Shenglong State military district commander and the other leaders.
“Our military district has no problem, but we’d need Zi Liyuan’s help to conquer the nests of wild creatures outside.”
“The official side also has no problem, but we’ll need to set some limits on him; we wouldn’t want any major trouble in Shenglong State.”
“Rest assured, if he can enter the Dragon Academy, I’ll make sure to keep a tight leash on him.”
The headmaster of Dragon Academy nodded and then continued.
“What about the issue of recruiting Mechanics? These blueprints, the equipment series they predict, could allow the Great Xia Empire to soar rapidly and even change the entire situation on Blue Star.”
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