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Gao Wen shook his head repeatedly. There was no need for that in the girls' dormitory. If they saw something they shouldn't have, they would scream and attract the attention of the security staff.

"Then I'll organize a dinner party, and we can all meet off-campus another day."

It is not impossible.

Gao Wen nodded. The last AI video was completely black, and he was very curious about what the little black witch actually looked like.

"By the way, is your half-sister better after her heatstroke?"

"Judging from the force with which she sprayed the black tea, it's healed, but not completely healed."

"So miserable?"

"Who knows, hehe, she must have eaten something unclean."

"..."

Don't say things like that, it's very clean, I shower every day!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

At 6 p.m., Gao Wen walked out of the school gate and headed towards Fan Sen's hideout in the university town, guided by AI navigation.

A few steps later, he stopped, staring blankly with dead fish eyes, and turned around to see the short red hair who had been following him.

How old are you?

It can't be called stalking. Hervy didn't hide her whereabouts and was walking openly on the sidewalk. Even if Gawain caught her, he couldn't sue her.

"Hey, Gao Wen, what a coincidence, you're going to the buffet too?" Herwi quickly stepped forward, her face full of surprise at the chance encounter.

"Yes, it's such a coincidence."

Gawain shrugged. With this red-haired tail following behind him, he couldn't go to Vansen's hideout.

Where should we go next?

"I'm not trying to be mean, but Fan Sen is still looking for you. It's too dangerous for you to come out alone." Hervi came uninvited, but her main purpose wasn't the 1000 million. More than making money, Gao Wen's abduction was keeping her up at night.

Stay close, lest a long-legged refrigerator lurks in the bushes and sneaks up to sign the contract.

"Look at my brain, thanks for reminding me, President, I almost forgot." Gao Wen slapped his forehead. Oh right, Fan Sen is still in the university town.

Where should we eat at the buffet today?

“I can go to the nightclub nine more times since Hill paid for it. It would be a waste not to go.”

Gawain casually tossed the pot onto Hill and said, "Let's not rush to eat for now. I need to go to the Necromancer Guild first."

“What a coincidence, I’m going to the Adventurers’ Guild anyway, it’s on my way.” Hervy grabbed Gawain’s arm and started to walk.

Just like Lily said, the more contact there is, the less wary you become, and then the area of ​​physical contact increases. Hervy grabbed Gawain's arm, casually pulling him into her arms shoulder to shoulder, and he rubbed against her again.

From an outsider's perspective, the two get along naturally. If this isn't what couples are, then there are no couples in the world.

Gawain didn't see anything wrong with it at all, guessing that Hervy was keeping a close watch on him because she was worried about him meeting the second prince, and therefore always acted as his girlfriend.

Thank you, Your Highness!

……

Union Street.

The two most well-known groups on the continent are a church and a guild.

Churches come in all shapes and sizes, some strong, some weak, some good, some bad; just like birds in a big forest, you'll find all sorts of things.

In comparison, guilds have a better reputation. Members are free to come and go, and there are no mandatory labor contracts. Apart from adventurer guilds that accept all comers, other mage guilds have certain entry requirements.

Take the Necromancer's Guild as an example. Only necromancers can join the Necromancer's Guild, and necromancers must know necromancy!

Gawain is preparing to join the Necromancer Guild.

Simply put, it saves money.

Necromancy is in decline across the continent, with virtually no recipes for high-level magic. However, even a wrecked ship has three thousand nails, meaning there are still quite a few low-level spells. Gawain, backed by the powerful Death Lord, naturally follows the path of a necromancer and won't overlook these low-level spells.

But the small auditorium has fees...

Gao Wen always had the misconception that the school made its fortune through student loans.

Back at the school, Gao Wen had wasted money and learned his lesson. He planned to use the Necromancer Guild as a cover for his low-level necromancy sacrifices in the underworld to avoid attracting unwarranted suspicions due to his unclear origins.

To the school, say you learned it at the Necromancer Guild; to the Necromancer Guild, say you learned it at school.

A money-saving tip every day!

perfect!

Upon arriving at the guild street, Gawain spotted the Adventurers' Guild's bright sign from afar and, before Hervy could speak, suggested they go to the Necromancer's Guild first.

Herwi had no suspicions. She went to the Adventurers' Guild mainly to check if Vansen's bounty poster was still there, and if so, whether the price had changed.

Even without going, she knew; she was certain the price had gone up.

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Since Gawain is in such a hurry, he should go to the Necromancer Guild first.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Gao Wencai found the Necromancer Guild in a side alley. In the university town, where land is extremely valuable, necromancers are not a popular profession, so it is understandable that they cannot afford to rent in a luxury location.

"But this is too shabby..."

Gawain muttered to himself, his brows furrowed. Unlike those grand guilds that stood in prime locations with eye-catching signs and towering spires, the Necromancer Guild's facade was pitifully shabby.

There was no fancy storefront, no welcoming ladies with slits reaching all the way to the armpits, only a wooden sign that read "Necromancer Guild".

Two double wooden doors are tucked away in the middle of an inconspicuous alley, sandwiched between a funeral supplies shop with a sign that says "Shop for Rent" and a general store that sells cheap incense and candles. A passerby might mistake it for a coffin shop at first glance!

Perhaps because it's a university town, and to appeal to young people, a round, white skull was hand-painted on the wooden sign.

They're actually quite cute!

Gao Wen regretted coming.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Hervy didn't think there was anything wrong with it; the Necromancer Guild was notoriously unprofitable.

"Never mind, we're already here."

Gao Wen pushed open the door and walked in. As soon as he stepped inside, he heard a series of exclamations from inside.

"Exceptionally gifted, a once-in-a-century talent..."

"What a fine corpse! What a fine corpse!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 69: Those who possess chaos magic of the same attribute will attract each other.

The Necromancer's Guild is located in a dark and gloomy alley, where ventilation and natural light have been taken away by the surrounding tall and upscale buildings, leaving the place completely devoid of airflow. In an effort to save money, the main hall has neither lights nor aromatherapy, making the air dark, damp, and filled with the musty smell of old wood.

The Necromancer Guild: Do you even know what a deathly atmosphere is? Do you even know what exclusive aged wood incense is?

The dimly lit hall was filled with a somber atmosphere. Behind the counter sat an old man with a white beard, nodding off. Three middle-aged men in robes were arguing loudly around a skeleton.

"Based on my years of experience in examining bones, although this skeleton is tall, its agility is definitely not low, making it very suitable for training into an elite skeleton scout."

"Open your eyes and look closely. With such thick vertebrae and such broad bony palms, I bet his bone density is at least five to ten times that of an ordinary mage. There's no mistake in training a giant skeleton guard."

"You're talking nonsense, I think you're blind..."

They were red-faced and arguing fiercely.

Gawain looked at it curiously and found that the skeleton was indeed extraordinary, with excellent aptitude.

His height exceeded two meters, his frame was tall and robust, his surface was smooth as a mirror, and every bone was exceptionally thick, showing an astonishing bone density. Even if only bones remained, one could imagine how majestic and powerful he must have been in life.

It's a truly wonderful corpse, especially for necromancers. It's practically the dream corpse of a beauty, a skeletal beauty they want to hold even in their sleep. If you miss it, even roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) won't taste as good in the future.

Necromancers on the universal continent have strict requirements for casting spells. Unless there is a suitable location, such as a cemetery or battlefield, they must bring their own urn when casting spells.

It's very complicated; Van Sen has already shown it to Gao Wen.

Of course, there is also the method of on-site bone imprinting, using bone spears and summoning the dead, eliminating the need to bring your own urn, and the number of imprints you want depends entirely on your magic reserves.

In the same amount of time, the opponent has already prepared their ultimate move, while yours is still in the animation animation. This results in low tactical efficiency and low tactical output, making it undesirable.

Unless one is exceptionally gifted and can use both hands simultaneously, performing six hand seals per second—no, I mean two spells per second—this combination technique has practical value in combat.

However, given that he is a genius, why would he choose to become a necromancer when he could do anything else?

"I offer 5!"

"You poor wretch, I'll offer 6!"

"You two are both penniless. Let me make this clear: I won't sell to either of you for less than 10 today."

"No, let's discuss it again."

"Good brother, don't move around here, I'll go borrow money right now."

Is 10 yuan really that cheap?

Haha, you're broke but you're trying to be a monk while I shine your shoes!

I bid 60,100...

Wait a minute!

This accident replay looks so familiar; I think I've seen it on some app before.

Gao Wen, who was eager to try just a moment ago, immediately became vigilant, and classic cases such as his grandfather selling tea, a beautiful and wealthy woman seeking a son with a large sum of money flashed through his mind, and Qin Shi Huang's V50.

"Hey kid, I need to check my license."

Gao Wen gave the order, and the AI ​​assistant immediately scanned and modeled the model. Comparing the data analysis, the main components were calcium oxide, silicon dioxide, ferric oxide, polyvinyl chloride, resin... The proportion of organic and inorganic components that should be present in bones was as high as 0%, and it was determined to be a plastic mannequin filled with cement.

It's just a pretty face; it can't be used to cast necromancy at all.

Three scammers teamed up to run a dungeon.

"..."

Having seen through the scam, Gawain, too lazy to waste words, ignored the trio, dragged Hervy, who was still watching the commotion, and headed straight for the counter.