Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

After completing the task summary, Lynn opened his eyes and pondered to himself.

I mainly took on reconnaissance missions. After completing the reconnaissance, if I am confident enough, I can try to attack on my own.

However... he did not own the planet; after conquering it, he would have to hand it over to the academy in exchange for some rewards.

In reality, this world doesn't have much development value anymore.

Due to scarce resources, the individual quality of goblins is extremely low; 99% of goblins are not even as strong as a skeleton soldier in combat.

The academy will not invest resources in developing such a dying world.

But for him, this was precisely an opportunity.

He had a vague idea in his mind—to take the entire planet and use it as the "Stigmata Domain" after advancing to the Stigmata level.

Ordinary Stigmata will only seek out a tiny fragment of a plane to merge with itself, forming a "Stigmata Domain".

But Lynn had a bigger appetite. Since there was a possibility of condensing a small world within his body, he might as well absorb a complete world to form a "Holy Mark Domain".

That's far more powerful than any miniature dimensional fragment.

Of course, it is also much more difficult.

Ordinary stigmata would never dare to do such a thing.

Lynn planned to use it as a "backup plan" if there was no suitable world before advancing to "Saint Mark". Then this goblin world could be used directly.

Of course, five years may not be enough, but we can start by raising it and deal with it later.

We should first see the academy's attitude, since it was the academy that discovered it. After reporting it, we should see if we can handle this planet on our own.

Lynn put away the nameplate, stood up, and began to inscribe a teleportation array on the ground.

This is a rudimentary one-way teleportation array, which can only be used to return to the academy.

The complicated part is that unfamiliar teleportation arrays cannot directly access the academy's main teleportation network; authorization verification is required.

After Lynn finished inscribing the array patterns, he placed the nameplate at the center of the array and then infused it with his spiritual power.

The array patterns lit up.

He stood in the center of the formation, activated the nameplate, and used his identity information as a "key" to access the academy's teleportation system.

After a buzzing sound, the array patterns stabilized.

Lynn stepped onto the teleportation array, a flash of white light, and disappeared into the cave.

...

As the white light faded, Lynn appeared on the familiar teleportation array. The apprentice on duty saw him and quickly bowed, saying, "My lord, you're back."

Lynn nodded and headed straight for the War Affairs Department.

The War Affairs Department is an independent department within the Academy, specifically responsible for external wars and planar conquest.

The lobby of the affairs department was bustling with people, all wizards coming to accept or submit tasks.

Lynn walked to an empty counter, took out the Soul Crystal Plaque, and placed it on the table.

"Submit mission: Investigate small world X-882."

The attendant at the counter was a middle-aged man with a second-ring cultivation level. He took the nameplate and inserted a special reader.

A moment later, the deacon looked up, somewhat surprised. "Lord Lynn, the information you submitted indicates... that world is facing an apocalyptic crisis?"

"Yes." Lynn handed over the recording crystal as well.

"The detailed information is all inside: resources are depleted, pollution is severe, and a meteorite will impact in five years. There is no development value."

The steward took the crystal, examined it carefully, and frowned. "This... is indeed not worth investing in. Please wait a moment, sir, while I consult with my superiors."

He went into the back room and came out about fifteen minutes later, followed by an elderly man with three rings.

The old man glanced at Lynn and got straight to the point: "Lord Lynn, the information you submitted is very detailed. The academy's initial assessment is that that world indeed has no development value."

"But since you discovered this world, according to the rules, you should receive a discovery reward."

Lynn nodded: "I understand. But I have a request."

"explain."

"I want to deal with that planet myself."

The old man raised an eyebrow: "Deal with it yourself? That's a complete planet, albeit nearly destroyed, but it still has resources and countless souls. How do you intend to dispose of it?"

Lynn did not answer directly: "That's my business. If the academy thinks it's valuable, it can send people to develop it, but I think the return on investment is too low."

The old man was silent for a moment, then nodded: "You're right, that kind of place is indeed not worth investing in formal development, but the academy can't just give it to you for nothing."

"Okay, you go back and wait for news. The college will send someone to verify it, and we'll talk again after the verification results are out."

"How long will it take?"

"Three days."

Lynn nodded and turned to leave.

...

Three days later, Lynn received a message from the communication tablet.

He went to the Department of War Affairs again, and this time he was greeted by another third-circle wizard, whose attitude was colder than that of the old man last time.

"Lord Lynn, the verification results are in." He pushed a record crystal over.

"The information you provided is basically true. That planet is indeed not worth developing. The meteorite impact was unavoidable, and dealing with it would require the intervention of a Saint-level power, which is too costly."

Lynn took the crystal, glanced at it, and said nothing.

"The academy means..." the wizard paused, "that you can buy all ownership of that planet."

"How many?"

Two hundred thousand magic stones.

Lynn looked up at him.

The wizard said expressionlessly, "This is the lowest price. You have explored the detailed information about this world, and according to the rules, you can receive an exploration reward, which is equivalent to about 30,000 magic stones."

"But the academy's initial investment in exploration, secondary verification, and personnel costs adds up to about the same amount. Moreover, there are resources and souls on that planet. The academy can't do a losing business. Two hundred thousand is practically a free gift to you."

Lynn remained silent for a few moments.

Two hundred thousand magic stones is indeed not expensive.

Moreover, that planet contains the souls of hundreds of billions of goblins. Although the individual goblins are weak, their sheer number represents a considerable fortune.

More importantly, it's the planet itself.

"I agree." Lynn took out the nameplate and brought up the transaction information.

The magic stones I received as a reward for conquering the world of Ella last time were exactly 200,000, which I haven't collected yet. Now I can use them to buy worlds.

Of course, conquering the world of Ella brings more than just magic stones; it also brings a massive amount of contribution points, merit points, and a great deal of personal gain in that world.

The wizard glanced at him, didn't ask what he wanted the planet for, and after confirming the transfer of 200,000 magic stones, handed him a contract.

"Signed. From today onwards, the small world X-882 belongs to you personally. The academy will no longer interfere or send personnel to develop it."

"Of course, if you can't conquer that world, you can post a mission at the academy, but you'll have to bear the mission rewards yourself."

Lynn nodded, took the contract, glanced at the terms, and signed his name.

The contract transformed into two beams of light, one flying into his nameplate and the other into the archives of the administrative department.

"The transaction is complete." The wizard stood up. "Congratulations, Lord Lynn. From this day forward, you are the master of a planet."

Lynn nodded and turned to leave.

I am now officially the "captain".

A complete planet.

Hundreds of billions of goblin souls.

Five years to go...

We need to plan this carefully.