Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

"Thank you," Lynn said to Field, this time with a touch of sincerity.

"Hehe, no problem!"

Field waved his hand dismissively, then looked at Gregor with sparkling eyes.

"Mentor! Done! Look at that 'Soul-Eating Grass Extract'..."

Gregor waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away a fly: "Go get it yourself! Don't bother me again!"

"Yes, sir!"

Field cheered, rushed to the materials cabinet, carefully took the amount he needed, winked at Lynn, and slipped out of the laboratory satisfied.

The reward for this mission is enough for him to live a carefree life for a while longer.

Promotion? Nothing beats the pleasure of chasing girls. The female apprentices at our academy each have their own unique charm.

The flowers are in full bloom right now; it would be impolite of me not to pick them...

As Lynn watched his dashing "senior brother" leave with an air of nonchalance, a strange sense of envy inexplicably arose in his heart.

Field was born in the wrong place. If he had been thrown into the Hehuan Sect, he would probably have become a great master who "entered the Dao through Kun".

I'll definitely research a "dual cultivation witchcraft" for him later, so as not to waste his talent.

Looking at his "masterpiece," Lynn stepped forward and covered him with a large black robe to cover his body.

I'll take another stroll through the apprentice market these next couple of days to equip it with weapons and armor. If I happen to find a cheap mount, I might as well get one.

Unfortunately, he only had two magic stones left, and his "research assistant" salary wouldn't be paid until the end of the month.

Money, money, money!!

We still need to earn some extra money, otherwise we can't do anything with just the 100 contribution points we get each month.

He didn't care about the small amount of contribution points that apprentices earned by completing tasks.

Composing herself, Lynn began to carve the mark.

Soon, guided by the "analysis", the Death Knight was successfully imprinted with a spiritual mark.

Hmm...we should call him a Death Warrior now, after all, what knight doesn't have a horse?

Since it was just a transitional item, Lynn didn't waste his brainpower and directly named this Death Knight "Death Knight".

At this moment, Lynn can only control one undead servant at a time. If he controls the "Death Knight", he will no longer be able to control "Seven".

The Death Knight was crafted by Lynn himself, who left a permanent spiritual seed at its core during its creation to facilitate control.

This method prevents the Death Knight from rebelling, while also reducing the difficulty of controlling Lynn and increasing the control time.

Currently, Lynn can control the Death Knight in continuous combat for about half an hour, after which he needs to have his mental imprint replenished.

If it is not replenished within half an hour, the Death Knight will enter autonomous mode and carry out Lynn's last command.

However, under the control of the brand imprint in the core, it will not attack Lynn.

He directed the Death Knight to the door of the cubicle, where he stood guard like a statue.

With this thing guarding him, Lynn felt a great sense of security.

This thing is just a bit too big; it can't fit my "Skeleton Ring" at all.

We can't keep following behind you forever, can we?

Actually, following along isn't a bad idea. Quite a few people in the academy have undead guards following them; it sounds pretty cool...

At this moment, Gregor interrupted Lynn's thoughts.

"Alright, the necromancer is finished, it's time to get back to work."

"You two brothers have only managed to produce this one thing after several days. What a waste of time..."

"If I didn't want you to practice more, I could have made this thing for you in no time."

Clearly, Gregor was not very satisfied with the Death Knight.

After all, it was just a low-end version of the undead. In his eyes, it was no different from the wandering undead outside and was not worthy of his attention.

Lynn chuckled and didn't refute.

"If the mentor were to take action, it would certainly be extraordinary, at the very least at the wizard level."

"It's a pity that the student's strength is too shallow to control a powerful undead. This 'second-rate' one is just right."

Lynn showered her mentor with compliments.

Appropriate compliments can help improve the relationship between mentors and students. After all, they used so many materials in the laboratory, so saying a few nice words is not excessive.

But... who hasn't come from this stage?

Gregor snorted coldly, refusing to buy it.

"Stop putting on that confident act all the time, and focus your energy on your studies!"

"Your vision and knowledge are still too shallow. You know what things are, but you don't know why they are."

"As a wizard, one should always maintain a humble and eager-to-learn attitude, unlike Field, who is unreliable all day long and is still a second-class apprentice after two years..."

Lynn's expression turned serious, and he dropped the frivolous look on his face.

Having top-tier talent and a "golden touch" to help him, he's definitely gotten a bit cocky lately.

As a "transmigrator", he also has a sense of detachment from the "natives" of this other world, always feeling that "everyone is drunk but I am sober".

This arrogant mindset could easily lead him to his downfall.

Wizards are a "highly intelligent" group, and each wizard possesses a vast amount of knowledge in their mind.

His own talent was nothing special in the eyes of a true wizard, who had seen far too many self-proclaimed "geniuses".

However, very few of these "geniuses" actually grow into truly successful individuals.

Especially in this "dark wizard" academy.

He bowed deeply to Gregor, indicating that he had learned something.

Gregor waved his hand and ignored him.

After being cooped up in the lab for several days, Lynn went out for some fresh air.

The Death Knight followed closely behind.

Since it was unknown whether Kevin had any close friends or acquaintances during his lifetime, Lynn disfigured his face during the refining process to avoid trouble.

At this moment, it had a rotting face and its eyes were staring straight at Lynn's back, as if considering where to start.

Lynn didn't feel anything; with the spiritual imprint on it, this thing wouldn't kill its master.

The apprentices on the road, seeing this undead figure exuding a strong aura of death walking along the road, all gave way.

They were afraid that their owner would lose control and start a killing spree.

Such things are not uncommon within the academy. Every undead creature is affected by negative emotions, especially vengeful spirits. The stronger their resentment in life, the more powerful they become.

Many dark wizards, in order to create a powerful vengeful spirit, will use various methods to torment the original owner during their lifetime.

Wiping out an entire family is a routine operation. Wizards usually cast spells on the original owner to amplify their pain, making them watch helplessly as their beloved family members are tortured to death before their eyes.

The original owner could only howl helplessly, and under the dual torment of body and mind, he transformed into the most ferocious vengeful spirit.

If an apprentice's mental strength cannot suppress such a ferocious undead, it may go berserk within the academy and wreak havoc.