Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

When an hourglass had run out, the cage bars opened automatically, and Lynn put the "meat pigeon" into the Undead Ring and calmly walked out of the cage.

Go back and check if the lab has any high-energy flesh and blood suitable for it. It would be even better if it could be directly cultivated to level 2.

Lynn felt that this entrance exam was actually a "welfare" for the strong, as there was not only a shared "experience pack" but also undead that could be subdued.

Of course, for apprentices with weaker abilities, it is indeed a life-or-death test.

The cage bars opened one after another, and the number of people who came out was nearly a third less than when they entered.

Those apprentices who did not cultivate a spiritual core, except for a very few who managed to kill the undead by chance using powerful magical artifacts, large amounts of potions, or special traps.

The vast majority remained forever in those cold cages, becoming corpses that gradually stiffened on the ground.

These corpses will not be wasted; the academy will make use of them, and perhaps we will see these familiar faces somewhere in the future.

The wizard mentor in the air swept his gaze across the survivors below, whose expressions varied, and coldly announced:

"The 'Siege of the Living Dead' is over. The next level is the second level—'Whispers of the Dead'."

The mentor's cold voice rang out again, silencing all other noises.

"At midnight tomorrow, everyone should assemble at the entrance to the first level of the Eternal Tomb, carrying your identification badges."

"Dismissed!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the chimera flapped its wings, creating a gust of cold wind, and carried its mentor away swiftly in the direction of the spire.

The stench of blood had not yet dissipated in the square.

The survivors left silently, and no one wanted to talk about it anymore.

The outcome tomorrow is still uncertain, so let's hurry back and rest.

When the members of the "New Student Mutual Aid Association" saw that Carl had not appeared, they knew that he must have perished inside.

There were no tears, no sadness; the members were all somewhat bewildered.

When they were organized, they could stick together for warmth, but now that the "chairman" is dead and the organization no longer exists, they can only go their separate ways.

Thomas let out a soft sigh when he saw that Carl hadn't come out.

This kid was only focused on making a name for himself, but in the end, he couldn't even condense his spiritual core.

He was probably the only one here who felt sorry for Karl...

After silently mourning for Carl for two and a half minutes, Thomas turned his attention to his own "Iron Chainsaw Zombie".

Frowning as he examined the wear and tear on the bone wheel on the zombie's arm, he discovered that part of the serrated edge of the bone wheel had broken off.

This bone wheel was made from the hardest bone he could find, but unfortunately it was not very durable when spinning at high speeds.

Metal wheels cannot be driven by negative energy; otherwise, you could just install ten or eight metal wheels and not be afraid of any number of zombies.

Lillian stroked the shallow scratches on her huge bone bear with a touch of tenderness, and whispered to her third-class apprentice boyfriend who had rushed over beside her.

The Bone Bear is stronger and more physically robust than other skeleton units of the same tier, making it one of the more powerful bone beasts.

The price is naturally much higher, and apprentices generally can't afford to buy it.

Fortunately, Lillian's boyfriend was quite generous and extremely doting on her, which is why he bought this expensive bone bear for her.

Her boyfriend took some Star Silver Fruit from the Bone Ring and gave it to Lillian to satisfy her craving, which also helped restore some of her magical power.

He then took out some bones and painstakingly used the [Bone Repair Technique] to repair the bone bear's damage.

It seems Lillian is quite lucky, having found a "pure love god"...

Lynn was unharmed and returned directly to the laboratory to meditate.

I've been in the limelight a bit today.

I originally wanted to keep a low profile during this assessment to avoid getting into any trouble.

But once the habit of being greedy for small gains takes hold, it's hard to suppress; one has to take advantage of it.

Now he's a complete celebrity.

Now that their strength has been exposed, it will probably be difficult to "fish" for prey anymore...

However, revealing one's strength is not entirely a bad thing; at least at the apprentice level, it provides sufficient deterrence.

Even a third-class apprentice would have to think twice before trying to harm him.

...

Back in the lab cubicle, Lynn released the newly tamed zombie "meat pigeon".

It paced restlessly in place, letting out a longing growl from its throat; its instinct for hunger was driving it to want something to eat.

Ordinary undead do not need to eat. Their bodies have long since become undead, and food is useless to them. They can usually stabilize their soul fire and maintain their survival by absorbing negative energy.

The "meat pigeon's" "hunger for flesh" is also a negative status status. It needs to be fed flesh regularly, otherwise the flesh in its body will be continuously consumed, gradually leading to a "frenzy" state.

Lynn still has one apprentice corpse left, the one who cosplayed as Xing Tian in the first round of trials today.

I originally wanted to use this corpse to refine something, but now that the assessment has been delayed for too long, the soul inside the corpse has dissipated.

Seeing that the pigeon was becoming increasingly agitated, it was thrown to him head and body.

The pigeon snatched the round head, cracked it open, and then began to devour it.

Unidentified red and white liquids flowed down its mouth, making it look particularly ferocious.

To avoid contaminating his rest area, Lynn used "Bone Wall" to surround it completely, and released it only after it had finished eating.

Then I planned to rummage through the materials shelf to find some high-energy flesh and blood to feed it.

Just then, the door to the cubicle was pushed open.

Gregor walked in with messy hair, holding a bone plate covered in scribbled formulas, seemingly about to discuss something with Lynn.

He spotted the "meat pigeon" tearing at flesh inside the "bone cage" at a glance, and a look of understanding flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"You've created another new undead? And a gluttonous zombie at that? Can you even manage to raise it?"

Gregor pointed at the "meat pigeon" with his bone plate. "Judging by its appearance... does it have the 'bloodlust' or 'hunger' trait?"

Lynn nodded, making no attempt to hide anything.

"It has the [Flesh and Blood Thirst] trait, which allows it to permanently strengthen itself by consuming high-quality flesh and blood, so I want to try its effects."

"Oh? That's interesting. If it can continue to grow, it will be an extremely terrifying existence."

Gregor became interested, but then saw Lynn walk toward the materials shelf and immediately waved the bone plate in disdain.

"Get out of here! Don't touch those materials! I applied for those materials for my experiments, and you fed them this stuff. Are you going to make up for the deviation in my experiments?"

Lynn stopped and looked at Gregor, pursing his lips.

Such a stingy person!

No wonder I've been single for so long.

Gregor clicked his tongue, seemingly finding it a bit troublesome, but seeing Lynn's puzzled look, he still muttered:

"You want flesh and blood, right? Feeding experimental materials would be a waste. Just wait."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the area behind the laboratory, where a magic circle shimmering with a dark red light was engraved on the ground.