Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn knew there was something fishy going on, so she controlled her mental power, resisting the subtle pull, and retreated step by step, trying to leave.

At the same time, his gaze seemed to casually sweep across the shop window.

Inside are several exquisite crystal balls, each containing a hazy fragment of memories, some heartwarming, some terrifying, like silhouettes of someone else's recollections.

Just then, a third-class apprentice wearing a dark silver embroidered apprentice robe appeared at the shop entrance.

The apprentice was handsome, with a gentle and polite smile always on his lips. He wore an eye-shaped badge woven with silver threads on his chest—the symbol of the Marfa faction, the Soul Weavers.

Seeing Lynn standing at the shop entrance, a knowing look flashed in the apprentice's eyes, and then his smile widened as he took a few steps forward to greet her.

"Young man, are you interested in 'The Art of Memory'?"

His voice was gentle and pleasant, with a convincing affability.

"Judging from your appearance, you must be a freshman taking the assessment. It's really not easy to earn contribution points on your own in this Ghost Market."

Lynn felt a sudden surge of wariness, but remained outwardly calm: "I'm just looking around, I'll be leaving now..."

"I understand, I understand."

The third-class apprentice's smile deepened, as if he had noticed Lynn's predicament.

"Junior brother is obviously a smart person. Our 'Dream Corridor' is in need of some 'perceptive' assistants to participate in some cutting-edge soul and memory perception assistance work."

"Don't worry, the work is definitely easy. You've seen the environment here; it's absolutely safe and comfortable. Most importantly—the pay is generous."

He held up three fingers, his tone enticing: "Basic daily salary: three standard magic stones! Extra bonuses for outstanding performance and participation in special projects!"

"How about it? This is much easier than setting up a stall outside and scheming against people. It's a rare opportunity, why don't you come in and take a closer look? Instructor Marfa sometimes personally guides outstanding performers."

Three magic stones a day?

Upon hearing this, Lynn was quite certain that this was no easy situation.

Three magic stones a day, six in two days, which is enough to meet the assessment requirements, and it's right on the apprentices' weak point.

If he comes again tomorrow, his daily wage might have increased to five dollars!

In the Bone Spire, a third-class apprentice receives an average reward of twenty or thirty magic stones for completing a task.

A "sensory assistance" job, pays three dollars a day?

You're kidding me!

"Thank you for your kindness."

Lynn took a half step back and politely shook her head.

"But I know very little about the realm of soul and memory, so I'm afraid I'm not up to the task. I'm better suited to doing some basic work."

After saying that, he turned around and left quickly without waiting for the other person to speak again, his figure disappearing into the crowd not far away.

The smile on the third-class apprentice's face faded slightly, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes as he looked in the direction Lynn had left.

"What a pity, this kid is very vigilant... His soul fluctuations are so strong and solid, he's a high-quality 'material'."

He muttered to himself, then resumed his gentle, welcoming expression, and waited quietly at the shop entrance.

Lynn walked a few dozen meters, turned past a stall filled with bizarre sculptures, and only slowed down slightly after making sure he was out of the other party's sight.

He felt a little relieved.

"Good heavens, is this another world version of telecom fraud? Or is it a 'pig butchering scam' that preys on newbies? It seems that Instructor Marfa is also involved in these shady dealings."

As Lynn was thinking, she suddenly seemed to sense something and, as if possessed, turned around and glanced in the direction of the "Dream Corridor".

At that moment, he spotted the third-class apprentice who had invited him standing in a relatively hidden shadow on the side of the shop.

Standing before him was another apprentice, dressed in a dark gray apprentice robe, exuding a chilling aura.

The apprentice's robe had an inconspicuous twisted rune embroidered on the hem.

Lynn's pupils contracted slightly. He recognized the mark; it was the symbol of the Morpheus faction of the Soul Reapers!

Without exchanging a word, Marfa's apprentice handed over an item wrapped in a black cloth.

Morpheus's apprentice took it, a faint light flashing at his fingertips as if he were performing some kind of test, then nodded and placed a sealed bone flask into the other's hand.

The whole process took only a few breaths, and then the two quickly separated, one returning to the shop and the other disappearing into the crowd.

Lynn immediately looked away, a slight thought stirring in her heart.

It seems that Marfa and Morpheus, these two mentors who manipulate souls, have some kind of deal going on behind the scenes.

The items traded must also be related to the soul.

Lynn dared not linger any longer and quickened his pace to get away from the area.

The waters here run too deep. The secret deal between two formal wizards renowned for their expertise in the realm of souls is something he can't touch right now.

Besides... it had nothing to do with him, so he was just bored and went to investigate the two mentors' deal.

Anyway, as long as it's not directed at me, even if you want to destroy the world and create a world that only has one person, it has nothing to do with him.

It's still too dangerous here. With my meager savings, I can't buy anything worthwhile. I should leave as soon as possible.

After running all the way back to "Apprentice Corner," Lynn finally felt a long-lost sense of relaxation.

At least here, I'm considered a top-tier figure, so I don't have to worry about being taken advantage of.

After browsing through other people's stalls, I discovered that Mary had once again been promoted to boss lady, reclining gracefully on her side on the stall, revealing her two fair and delicate legs.

Hmm...it seems the quality of life has improved; the once skinny little girl has gradually gained weight.

But the stall owner turned out to be... a complete stranger, a first-class apprentice...

I wonder how her second boyfriend is doing, and whether he managed to get away unscathed?

As Lynn approached, Mary called out, "Lynn, come and take a look! These are all freshly killed, top-quality goods!"

Lynn glanced at the stall with a strange look on his face.

Mary is really honest; she's definitely a good catch.

Not only were there the souls of wizard apprentices, but also corpses and all sorts of miscellaneous relics.

That's right, it was her second boyfriend!

To defeat a second-class apprentice while still a first-class apprentice is remarkable, even if it happens in bed.

Seeing Lynn's strange look, Mary wasn't embarrassed at all; instead, she greeted him warmly.

"Lord Lynn, is there anything you need? That's all we have left. Would you like a discount if you need it?"

Lynn shook her head, declining Mary's offer.

He no longer felt the same disgust he had for Mary, who was now doing very well, but instead felt a bit more wary of her.

This woman has evolved from a "stupid woman" into a "cunning woman," and her combat power has increased by a significant margin.

It's best not to get too involved with her, lest you fall into her trap!

Thinking of this, Lynn left the stall without saying goodbye, leaving Mary with a regretful look.