god of tomorrow

There's a notice board on the wall next to the counter. Usually, guild quests, team applications, and missing person notices are posted here, but the Necromancer Guild has no big cats, just a few small cats. What serious quests could they possibly have? It's all just layers upon layers of small advertisements.

The Church of Eternal Flame is recruiting fresh core members. Excellent salary and benefits are offered. There are 32 archaeological sites awaiting excavation this year. Membership includes access to on-site archaeological work and intensive training from senior mentors. Requirements: young, energetic, and hardworking. Location: Meteor Island Industrial Park, Hot Peak City, Lily of the Valley Province. Contact Manager Mark on the second floor.

Ash Funeral Company: Professional emcees, substitute mourners, one-stop service for funerals, all-inclusive services including music and dance, professional team, trustworthy. Also offers grave relocation, burial services, divination, corpse transport, artifact appraisal, mortuary cosmetology, and secondhand corpse recycling.

[Great news! Fantastic news! Vincent Tutoring Company is offering discounted one-on-one necromancy lessons for students of the Royal Magic University. Our instructors are highly qualified, and we guarantee you'll learn. The first three lessons are free. For graduation thesis projects, choose Vincent!]

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Gao Wen's vision went completely black.

The economic base determines the superstructure. The Necromancer Guild has no money, so it's destined to be unable to do anything big and can only do small-scale things. But the actions on the bulletin board are really too sinister.

Thinking about it, it makes sense. It's normal for the Necromancer Guild to operate in a bit of the underworld.

Gawain was speechless. He hadn't had high expectations for the Necromancer's Guild; he only joined to find a smokescreen for cheap magic sources. But in this situation, he couldn't help but wonder if the Necromancer's Guild was even qualified to be a smokescreen.

What should I do? I can't just actually join a church that's associated with the Lord of Death, can I?

He had heard that over 90% of the churches on the Universal Continent that dealt with death were illegitimate, and that it was common practice to exploit believers for money in the name of God. Many believers were still alive when their money was gone, and their wives, children, and houses were taken away by the church.

Boom!

The dozing old man with the white beard bumped his head on the table, looked up groggily, his blank gaze locking onto the three swindlers. Suddenly he snapped awake, his anger instantly turning into raging fury.

"Damn it! It's you again! How many times have I told you, you're not allowed to cheat in this guild!"

The white-bearded old man picked up the mop beside him. Although it wasn't covered in excrement, he wielded it with great force, scaring the three swindlers so much that they scrambled to their feet, picked up the skeleton, and fled out the door in a sorry state.

"If you dare to lie again, I'll cut your tongues out!"

"..." x2

You woke up when you couldn't keep up the lie anymore, and you woke up just in time. x2

Gao Wen looked at the white-bearded old man with disdain. The old man, oblivious to the situation, cursed at the gate a few times before turning to the two college students with a friendly expression.

"I am Gordon, president of the University City chapter. Is there anything I can do for you two?"

"Yes, yes, he wants to join the Necromancer's Guild, and today he's finally found his organization." Hervy patted Gawain's shoulder with a cheerful expression, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

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"This student has a good eye. Our Necromancer Guild may seem ordinary, but it's full of powerful individuals. We can provide a complete set of necromancy sacrifice recipes. Joining as a member and getting a membership card will give you discounts on point-based settlements. Not only that, your first purchase will receive a mystery gift package," Gordon explained briskly.

Gao Wen remained unmoved. He thought the membership card was a scam, like some kind of lousy system, and he refused to sign up no matter what.

"There are also beautiful female tellers providing full service."

Haha, a transaction of money and sex.

Gawain's disdain deepened: "President Gordon, where's the application form? Give me a membership card."

Wait!

He Wei, who was watching the commotion, immediately became displeased: "What do you mean? Why would someone sign up for a card just because they hear 'pretty female teller'? And open your eyes and look carefully, where are the pretty female tellers here?"

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"I didn't get the card for the pretty sales clerk. You know me, I like mystery."

As Gawain said this, he turned to Gordon with the white beard and said, "By the way, my girlfriend is curious, where are the pretty tellers?"

Your girlfriend isn't curious at all! x2

Herwi was fuming.

Gordon understood young people too well, so he didn't point it out and smiled as he took out the application form: "The beautiful clerk is in the Jin Yao City branch of the Royal Capital. Strictly speaking, the University City branch is a branch of a branch, so it doesn't look very impressive."

"I see."

Gao Wen was looking for an excuse to go to Golden City, so he had no choice but to fill out an application form, pay a year's membership fee, upgrade to gold membership, and receive his fresh guild membership card, as well as a somewhat cheap membership card.

"If I'm not mistaken, if you want to learn necromancy, you have to go to the Royal Capital branch. There are no altars or offerings here."

“That’s right, Gawain, place your order now and I can help you make the arrangements and set a date, saving you the time of queuing.” Gordon glanced at Gawain’s membership application; there wasn’t much useful information.

"No, I'll go to the capital to check the prices another day. If they're really as favorable as you described, I'll definitely place an order." Gao Wen refused to let the middleman take a cut and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Gordon stopped Gawain, straightened his robes and white beard, and said seriously, "Gawain, you have quite outstanding charm. You've already achieved half of your success in life. Our Church of Eternal Flame needs someone like you. Would you like to consider joining us?"

Did I go crazy and run to the industrial park because there were too many kidneys?

Gawain rolled his eyes. He wasn't targeting the Church of Eternal Flame, but rather he had little affection for all churches. He decisively rejected Gordon and strode away with Hervy.

Gordon said nothing more, staring at the direction Gawain had left, his gaze lingering on him for a long time.

Ten minutes later, the three swindlers returned.

"President, what are you looking at? Is there something wrong with those two college students?"

"Are you ready to join our Eternal Flame and become one of the many sparks?"

"No, I sensed... the aura of chaotic magic on him."

Gordon narrowed his eyes: "Owners of the same type of chaos magic will attract each other. If I'm not mistaken, he should have obtained powerful necromancy through chaos sacrifice, just like His Excellency the Bishop."

"Really? President Gordon, you're not seeing things, are you? That kid is so lucky, he actually enjoys the same honor as His Holiness the Bishop?"

"What, are you questioning me?"

Gordon snorted coldly: "Although I do not have the same honor as His Excellency the Bishop, His Excellency the Bishop personally blessed me, and I could feel that he possessed the aura of advanced necromancy, a kind of necromancy that had never been recorded before."

The three swindlers, or rather, three members of the Church of Eternal Flame, dared not utter a word. One of them said, "Chairman, should we go over there now, tie him up, and hand him over to His Excellency the Bishop?"

"No rush. This is a university town. It will be difficult for us to hide from the Magic Tower's surveillance."

Gordon stroked his white beard: "There will always be a chance. I have memorized his scent. As soon as he leaves the university town, I will sense it immediately."

"..." x3

"Don't worry, we'll go together. You'll all get some credit for this surprise for His Holiness the Bishop."

"The president is wise!" x3

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Meanwhile, Gawain left the Necromancer's Guild and headed straight for the commercial street, not giving Hervy a chance to go to the Adventurers' Guild.

The reason is good: the Necromancer Guild is terrible, I'm very disappointed, and I need to have a big meal right away to cheer myself up.

Hervy didn't insist. Anyway, Cynthia had already confirmed that the bounty for Vansen would increase—it was a done deal. She would check it another day. For now, the priority was to keep an eye on the 1000 million bait.

I wonder what the price is now, 1200 million or 1500 million?

I'm getting a little excited just thinking about it.

That afternoon and evening, Gawain and Hervy's route was as follows:

Necromancer Guild → Nightclub → Love Hotel

Going to a nightclub is easy to understand; the remaining nine sessions are free, so why not go?

Go to a love hotel...

Gao Wen didn't plan to go to a hotel with the Death Lord tonight. His reason for doing so was his lack of security. He hoped that Hervy would capture Fan Sen as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't be afraid to go out of the school gate to eat alone.

Coincidentally, Hervy thought the same thing.

She disliked Gao Wen at all and had no interest in going to a hotel with him, but she would be happy to do so every day for the 1000 million reward.

A night of meditation.

The next day, Gao Wen returned to the South Campus, parted ways with He Wei halfway, and went straight to the teaching building to listen to the history teacher's lectures and explanations.

It was a peaceful and uneventful day. If there was anything exciting about it, it was the school newspaper's bombshell revelation about Prince Wick.

Although the Second Prince graduated many years ago, his spies and hands have never left the school. He even placed a resident in the student council. Many outstanding graduates are recruited by the Second Prince, and he has now formed a knightly legion of eight hundred men.

For example, the second prince has a knight named Vansen, and Vansen has a father named Vanvich. Who exactly authorized the Chaos Sacrifice? Is there still a protective umbrella that has not yet been revealed? All of this is worth pondering.

The second prince's character is hard to describe; he appears humble on the surface but is actually arrogant and demanding. If you invite him to dinner, be prepared to eat leftovers...

As expected of a journalist, he writes only the truth, with at most minor embellishments, and uses exaggeration and hypothetical rhetoric.

Initially, newspaper sales were so-so. People said, "Is this something we students can read?"

At noon, high-ranking school officials intervened, demanding that the news agency recall all newspapers sold that day and issue a public apology the following day, admitting that the fake news had defamed the Second Prince's reputation.

By the afternoon, the school's senior management had fallen silent.

A mysterious buyer commissioned students to not only pay extra to print more copies and distribute them for free in the commercial district, but also to provide a large sponsorship to the news agency, demanding that the agency increase its efforts, uphold the high ground of justice and morality, and never bow to evil forces.

Mysterious sponsor: Rest assured, you can boldly uphold justice. Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up; it won't hit the news agency.

It's hard to guess who the mystery sponsor is.

Considering that the second prince's reputation was damaged, the third prince immediately became a moral exemplar and was the biggest beneficiary. Therefore, the mysterious sponsor was Hugh, who usually pretended to be dead, but immediately became wide awake when he got a chance to turn things around.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

The entire news agency worked overtime, burning the midnight oil to meet deadlines despite the president's unappealing promises and raised fists, determined not to disappoint the sponsors.

Gao Wen didn't work overtime; he was meditating in his dormitory bedroom. Using the pen name Fickmuse, he loudly proclaimed that this was Fickmuse, and was thrown out by the president, whose sense of justice was at its peak.

The plan is in place.

Because he has class tomorrow, Gao Wen doesn't plan to stay up all night meditating. He'll just secretly roll some papers and go to sleep around 2 a.m.

At midnight, the bedroom suddenly went dark, and a figure silently appeared upside down on the ceiling.

A ray of black light shot out from the scarlet eyes and entered Gao Wen's body, who was sitting in meditation.

Little Black Witch, Lily.

She used this trick to take down Gawain last time, easily completing the night raid. This time, she used the same trick again, and still without making a sound.

The difference is that last time Gawain was just a magic apprentice, and the young man fell asleep as soon as he lay down. Now Gawain is a full-fledged mage who has mastered magic to resist mind control.

During his deep meditation, Gawain noticed a thick barrier between himself and the four elements. He immediately snapped out of it and instead of screaming, he first gave himself a buff.

Necromancy - Silent Soul.

Your will is unbreakable, your mind is as solid as a rock, and your soul maintains a calm trajectory in the gravitational field of desire, always maintaining clarity.

Only magic can fight magic. Although he didn't know what kind of sleep-inducing magic Lily had used, it was a perfect match for his skills. Gawain resisted the drowsiness that swept over him and, just like last time, fell forward.