Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

The "flying insect network" connects to the consciousness of every flying insect, and dozens of flying insects active near the 13 branches immediately converge.

Like a silent, dark purple tide, it surged into that abandoned area, long since abandoned and riddled with collapses and puddles.

Following Lynn's instructions, they began a thorough search.

Subsequently, flying insects from other mines gradually gathered in this mine and began to explore other places.

Tiny insects burrowed in to explore every crevice in the rocks, every puddle, every loose slab of stone, and even beneath every seemingly suspicious patch of moss.

Their shared perceptual information, like a massive data stream, flowed into Lynn's consciousness and was then rapidly processed and filtered by the [analysis] ability.

Most of the feedback was meaningless: rocks, stagnant water, rotten wood, the remains of low-level undead Kunzards...

Time passed little by little.

Suddenly, one of the shadowy flying insects, which had burrowed into a narrow crack in the ground, transmitted a unique sensory image!

After passing through a layer of broken rock about three meters thick, a small, man-made cavity appeared below!

The cavity was no bigger than a wardrobe, and the inner walls had been roughly reinforced. In the center of the floor, a simple concealment magic circle was engraved!

At the core node of the witch array, three inconspicuous leather bags and a small metal box lay quietly.

In the scene, the faint energy fluctuations emanating from the concealment magic array subtly match the aura of the "one-time concealment magic artifact" in Hoy's soul memory fragments!

"Found it." A glint of light flashed in Lynn's eyes.

Without moving, he activated [Short-Range Spatial Jump]!

The air in the room rippled slightly, and his figure had vanished.

The next second, he appeared at the entrance of the 13th branch of the main mine tunnel.

Without pausing, the shadows continued to shift and, after a few flashes, arrived deep within the abandoned area.

Following the precise coordinates provided by the Shadow Flying Insect, he stopped in front of a rock wall covered with cracks.

There is an inconspicuous vertical crack in the rock face, just wide enough for an arm to pass through.

Lynn extended his finger, and death energy condensed at his fingertip, slowly tracing along the edge of the crack.

The rocks were silently parted, revealing a small space behind them protected by a hidden magic array.

The witch array sensed the intrusion of unfamiliar energy and attempted to trigger an alarm, but Lynn acted faster.

A flash of gray light appeared at his fingertips, and a stream of pure death energy pierced into the energy node of the witch array.

Embedded there was a small, now dim and lifeless soul crystal, the very remnant of the one-time-use magical artifact from Hoy's memory.

"Pop".

With a soft sound, the soul crystal shattered completely, and the light of the concealment magic array instantly went out, losing all its effect.

Lynn reached out and beckoned, and three leather bags and the small metal box flew into his hand.

First, check the leather compartment.

The first one was heavy, containing more than 3,200 standard magic stones neatly stacked inside, radiating a pure magical glow.

The second bag contained various bottles and jars, mostly potions for stabilizing one's realm and strengthening one's mental power, as well as several unused "mental refinement aids," which were quite valuable.

The third bag contained high-quality Netherworld Iron Ore Ingots and Wailing Crystal Raw Stones that had undergone preliminary purification. The quantity was small, but the quality was excellent, clearly premium items that had been deliberately reserved.

Finally, there was that small metal box.

Upon opening, inside were five crystals the size of longan, with what appeared to be slowly swirling gray mist inside—Styx Crystals!

Moreover, its purity is quite high, far exceeding that of products commonly found in supermarkets.

This must be one of Hoy's most treasured possessions; he couldn't bear to sell it, nor did he dare to use it all up when advancing in rank.

"Not bad." Lynn finished taking inventory and smiled slightly.

Over the past three years, Hoy has taken advantage of his position managing the mine to secretly intercept and sell resources, the total value of which is probably far more than what is currently available.

Most of it should have been squandered on the enormous energy consumed by his forced advancement.

What he sees before him is probably his "backup plan" or "reservation for future training."

Now, it all benefits Lynn.

With over three thousand magic stones, plus a bunch of useful cultivation resources and high-quality materials, the total value is close to five thousand magic stones.

This wasn't a huge sum for him, but it was still a considerable windfall, enough to cover his training and some of his experimental expenses for the next period of time.

More importantly, the hidden dangers in the mine pit have been completely eliminated.

With the whereabouts of the resources cleared, the corrupt officials brought to justice, and the accounts able to be re-examined.

He can confidently build this place into his base without worrying about any unknown troubles lurking in the corners.

After transferring everything from the leather bag and the metal box into the Undead Ring, Lynn glanced at the small hiding place once more.

The concealment magic array has been destroyed; there is nothing more to worry about here.

He turned around, shadows enveloping him, and the next moment he was back in the spirit-gathering array in the fortress room.

As I sat cross-legged, the five elements of energy began to swirl around me once more.

Lynn closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking once again into the starry sky formed by the traces of truth.

In his mind, the vast traces of truth of the main world, one after another, were marked with the mark of [Analysis].

The first ones selected were the seven main and twelve secondary "traces of truth" that had already been analyzed within the academy for some time.

These already have corresponding Sacred Marks in the Eternal Night Graveyard, so there is a foundation for analysis, which can quickly deepen understanding.

Then, his senses probed the endless network of light traces in the sky, and he began to filter out the most valuable rules.

Lynn had always had an idea: to create a "world of the dead" that was entirely his own.

Upon reaching the "Stigmata", one can create their own "Stigmata Domain", possessing a miniature demiplane governed by its own rules.

But Lynn's ambitions didn't stop there; he wanted a perfect little world, ideally one that could directly transform the opened "Undead Space" into the "Undead World".

This way, no matter how many undead there are in the future, it will be able to hold them all, and it will also be convenient for them to invade the myriad worlds.

Once you infiltrate another world, you can unleash an army of undead to conquer the world with a wave of your hand, without having to deal with any defensive systems like world barriers.

However, there are many challenges in transforming the Netherworld into the Netherworld, which need to be overcome one by one.

First, there is the issue of spatial stability and expansion limits.

The Netherworld exists in reliance on Lynn's soul and solidified spiritual core. In essence, it is a "subordinate subspace" that is highly dependent on him, with limited capacity and unable to sustain itself.

Then there is the need for a complete energy self-sustaining cycle system.

The death energy within the Necropolis depends entirely on Lynn drawing it from the outside world and injecting it in. Once the supply stops, the undead within the space will gradually weaken, and the environment will degrade.

When Lynn is in an area lacking death energy and cannot absorb enough death energy, the necromantic space will decay.

A complete world does not require death energy alone, but rather a complete energy system to sustain it.

Most importantly, it involves acquiring world "rule fragments" or "rule seeds" and how to "weave" these rules into a stable complex rule network.

Do I have the capability to support this kind of rule-based network?

Other problems, such as the creation or transformation of matter in the world and the construction of the undead ecosystem, cannot be solved in a short time.

These problems gave Lynn a headache, so he opened his eyes and rubbed his temples.

"No rush."

He muttered to himself, his gaze calm.

"I have plenty of time. If ten years isn't enough, then a hundred. If a hundred years isn't enough... then a thousand."

"The path of all things should inherently encompass a world, and follow the path of creation."

Thinking of this, Lynn closed his eyes again.

The undead army is stationed outside.

The five energy systems circulate internally.

And here, he will begin a decade of reflection and accumulation.

Outside the window, the banshee's lament drifted in the night wind, the footsteps of the earth dragon echoed in the valley, and the satisfied growl of the Nether Tiger came from the depths of the mine.

This is his territory.

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