Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn's business did not decline at all due to the competition from his fellow businessmen; on the contrary, it became exceptionally prosperous as news of "The Debunker" setting up a stall at the market spread.

Many apprentices, upon learning of the "discounted price," came to seek help with their various ailments.

By evening, Lynn had seen off his last customer and now had seventy-two contribution points and four magic stones.

This scene made the guy next to him green with envy, wishing he could take his place.

...

On the third day, he continued to set up his stall. The guy next door had made a sale for one contribution point yesterday. Knowing he couldn't compete with Lynn, he simply switched back to his old business.

Lynn spent the morning setting up his stall, and around lunchtime he strolled around the apprentice market again, but didn't find anything particularly interesting.

After all, they are just apprentices. Unless they have some extraordinary encounters or risk their lives, they won't have anything good to their name.

Some apprentices sell scraps or defective products to their mentors; some of these items are actually quite useful, but they are much more expensive.

He continued setting up his stall in the afternoon until evening. With one hourglass left before the end of the assessment, Lynn's nameplate already showed 233 contribution points.

Lynn packed up her stall and greeted the man next to her.

"Hey bro, I'm off. The 'knowledge consultation' task here is yours. Do a good job! It's better than you setting up a stall and selling goods."

"By the way, don't use green cloth for signs in the future, it's unlucky. Change it to red next time."

"Thank you for taking care of me these past few days. Hope we can meet again someday."

The vendor gave an awkward smile, waved his hand, and didn't say anything.

Is this kid making fun of me?

Lynn sold the materials and junk he had to other stall owners, and collected a total of twelve magic stones.

Completing the assessment is more than enough.

With the existence of cheat software, making money is incredibly easy.

Lynn returned to the vicinity of the Apprentice Corner entrance and saw many apprentices making their final sprint.

Some were desperately hawking their materials, others were pleading for loans, and still others were eyeing the lone traveler with shifty eyes...

In the corner lay several fresh corpses—those of unsuccessful robbers who had tried to rob, kill, or cheat but were shot dead on the spot by the hunters.

These people are stubborn; they just had to pull this stunt.

When Lynn came out, the eyes of the surrounding apprentices lit up.

This guy is a real tycoon!

In the past few days, almost all the apprentices have witnessed the popularity of "Lynn the Questioner's" stall and its considerable profits.

"Lord Lynn! Look at my [Shadow Bat Wing Membrane], only ten contribution points! Absolutely great value!"

"Hey bro! Lend me twenty points! No, fifteen will do! I'll pay you back double after the assessment! I'll use my Undead Core as collateral!"

"Lord Lynn, I have a bottle of [Minor Mental Energy Restoration Potion] here. Although it has a few impurities, its effects are quite good! Originally thirty points, now only twenty-five points!"

"Senior Lynn! Please go out with me! Don't worry, my body has always been kept for you; no one has ever touched it..."

Upon hearing this, Lynn immediately perked up.

Has this meant we've been confessed to?

Turning my head, I saw a pretty female apprentice squeeze to the front, her wizard robe collar unknowingly tucked open a little.

Seeing Lynn turn around and look at her, the female apprentice became even more excited and tried desperately to get closer to Lynn.

But Lynn saw no affection in her eyes, only a trace of cold calculation.

Well, I knew no one would confess their feelings in this kind of situation; they're just after his contribution points.

Once she gets the contribution points, she'll probably turn her back on you immediately.

Some even knelt down, holding up a crudely carved bone fragment in blood: "Lord Lynn! I am willing to sign a soul contract and sell myself to you as your servant for ten years! I only ask for fifty contribution points!"

A torrent of sales pitches, pleas, and even suggestive promises flooded Lynn's in.

The "goods" they had looked varied and sounded quite affordable.

But Lynn glanced around and, with a little analysis, realized that most of them were just mediocre materials, poorly made equipment, or potions with questionable effects.

If it were truly a valuable item, it would have been sold long ago. Why wait until this last moment?

As for loan promises and indentures...

In the Bone Spire, verbal promises and crude contracts unwittingly proven by powerful magic have a credibility that is close to zero.

"Get out of the way."

Lynn's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable coldness.

With a slight thought, eight skeletal hands appeared behind him, four on each side, protecting him like outstretched wings.

Without any mercy, the bone hand pushed the closest people back, causing them to stagger. The female apprentice who had confessed her love let out a cry and fell heavily to the ground.

Someone stepped on the hem of her wizard robe, causing the collar, which she had deliberately torn open, to slip down, revealing a large expanse of her chest.

Lynn glanced at it briefly.

Hmm...not bad, you've got some skill!

Ignoring the farce, Lynn released a slight amount of his peak second-class apprentice spiritual power, creating a faint pressure.

While direct action is not possible, deterrence alone is sufficient.

The crowd paused, and the few who had been pushed aside showed fear on their faces, only then realizing that the person in front of them was not only a "tycoon" but also a powerful figure whose strength far surpassed theirs.

Alphonse, who was in the distance, sensed the sudden burst of energy from Lynn and a look of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

Despite being a top genius, Lynn had already reached the peak of a second-class apprentice.

Although his progress was rapid, in these three months he had only successfully condensed his spiritual core, learned a few tricks, and pushed his spiritual power to 19 points; his cultivation level remained at the first-class apprentice level...

The differences between people... are truly vast...

...

Taking advantage of the opening, Lynn walked straight up to the Ghost Guard and showed it his Dark Silver Badge.

"Proof that I have earned more than fifty contribution points and have completed the assessment."

The ghostly guardian's ebony mask turned toward the nameplate, its empty eye sockets seemingly shimmering with a faint light.

It stretched out its translucent hand and gently wiped the nameplate.

Lynn immediately sensed that the 428 contribution points that had been sealed by the rules within the nameplate were instantly unsealed and resumed circulation.

However, at the same time, the number displayed on the nameplate immediately decreased by fifty points.

The fifty points required for the assessment were directly crossed out!

Huh? It's gone?

Lynn was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized.

Wow, so the so-called "earning fifty contribution points" is not just "proving that you have the ability to earn them", but actually "handing over" fifty points to the academy!

Is this considered paying tuition?

The academy really is... unwilling to suffer any loss.

Lynn muttered a curse about the academy's heartlessness, then turned and left without looking back at the apprentices who were either disappointed, resentful, or still shouting.

The entrance exam has been completed, and from now on, you will be a formal apprentice at the "Spirit of Bones" Academy.

To prevent apprentices from becoming complacent, the academy issues a mandatory task every month, the difficulty of which is related to the apprentice's level.

The next mission isn't until a month later, so there's no rush...