Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn waved his hand to activate the soundproofing and energy leakage prevention rune arrays around the control panel.

Then, he solemnly took out the pinch of [Titan marrow powder] that had been preserved in a specially made crystal box.

Then, he summoned the Death Knight.

The tall knight appeared silently before Lynn, the soul fire in his eye sockets burning steadily.

Lynn ordered the Death Knight to lie on the control panel, opened the crystal box, and carefully used his mental power to guide all the powder, evenly covering its main skeletal joints, spine, and key load-bearing and protective parts such as the breastplate.

The moment the powder touched the bone, it seeped in like mercury, leaving only faint golden lines on the surface.

Lynn pressed his hands together lightly, and the pure negative energy mixed with his spiritual power began to wash away the negative energy again and again.

Guide the earth's power contained within the powder to deeply fuse with every inch of the Death Knight's bones.

Gregor lifted his head from the bone plate, glanced in this direction, and sensed the deep and ancient aura emanating from it. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he muttered something under his breath:

"The aura of a Titan? This kid... he's always had good luck."

He then shook his head and became engrossed in his own "death transformation" problem.

After an hourglass, the power of the earth had completely merged with the Death Knight, and its originally pale and rough bones gradually revealed a metallic luster.

The soul fire in his eye sockets pulsed violently, its color gradually transitioning from dark green to light blue.

After a short while, the strange phenomenon finally subsided.

Lynn calmed the negative energy within his body and couldn't wait to activate [Analysis].

[Death Knight Enhancement Complete]

[New Feature]:

Bone strength +40%, physical resistance greatly improved.

Gain the [Earth Affinity] trait: When in an earth-based environment, Strength and Defense are slightly increased, and Stamina recovery is accelerated.

Gain [Slight Rule Resistance]: Increases resistance to earth magic, shockwaves, and gravity effects.

...

The knight slowly stood up, stretched his body, and the sound of his bones grinding together was like the clatter of metal.

It looked at Lynn, its soul fire conveying a clear sense of "satisfaction" and "surrender".

It seems that this enhancement has improved its "spirituality" and it is now able to express some thoughts.

"very good."

Lynn patted Death Knight's thick arm, feeling quite satisfied.

The Death Knights have been significantly stronger this time, and they've also gained two decent abilities.

In particular, the [Earth Affinity] trait can comprehensively enhance attributes as long as one is in an earth-based environment, making it extremely useful.

It would be awesome if a stone giant or earth golem had this trait.

Standing on the ground grants you the power of the earth, making you virtually indestructible.

Hmm... I'm not sure how to define "being on earth"? Does a Death Knight riding a bone horse count?

If it doesn't count, then wouldn't this death knight become an infantryman?

Thinking of this, Lynn immediately ran outside to experiment.

The results were encouraging.

Even as the Death Knight mounted the skeletal horse, the power of the earth continued to flow into his body.

Not bad. The Death Knight and the Bone Horse have reached the point of perfect harmony. Even when riding the Bone Horse, it feels as if you are standing on the ground and receiving a blessing.

Once I'm promoted to a third-class apprentice, I can select some suitable materials to reforge the Death Knight, which will significantly improve his strength.

After retrieving the Death Knight from the Ring of the Dead, Lynn went straight back to his cubicle to meditate and restore his magical power.

Having not rested in this cramped little room for several days, returning here now feels exceptionally comfortable.

There's no place like home!

...

The following morning, Lynn enjoyed a meal of silver pine honey pancakes with fresh cream and berries, along with a cup of hot milk, in the apprentice canteen.

These sweet pancakes paired with sweet and sour cream and berries are quite appetizing.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they went to the market to prepare to set up a stall.

There's nothing I can do, I'm still poor!

The old man next door was still sitting at the same table with two chairs, calmly sipping his fragrant tea.

However, he replaced his green banner with a red one, which fluttered in the wind in the market and stood out conspicuously.

The words above are still those five big characters: "Knowledge Consultation Center"!

Lynn chuckled and moved closer.

The old man was holding a teacup, squinting his eyes, enjoying the rare tranquility of the morning market.

He was already envisioning himself "monopolizing the market," and then raising prices once business picked up...

Then, Lynn's "kind" smiling face suddenly filled his field of vision.

The man's face instantly darkened, and he almost spat out the tea in his mouth.

He stared wide-eyed as Lynn deftly pulled the crumpled gray cloth from his ring, spread it on the ground, placed the dark silver nameplate on top, and even gave him a "friendly" nod...

Wait...didn't you say you were leaving yesterday?! Didn't you say "see you again someday"?!

And just one night later, the connection has been rekindled?! And it's back next to my stall?!

The man's heart was in turmoil, and he felt a lump in his throat, making even the warm tea in his hand taste bitter.

He felt like he'd been tricked, tricked by this young-looking kid!

Lynn seemed oblivious to his brother's dark, grimy face, and proceeded to set up his makeshift stall without a care in the world.

He looked at the brand-new red banner with great interest, then, as if just remembering something, asked:

"By the way, bro, we've known each other for a few days, but I still don't know your name?"

The old man snorted heavily through his nose, and after holding it in for a while, he finally spat out two words in an annoyed tone: "Old Scar."

He did indeed have an old scar on his face that ran diagonally from his brow bone to the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely ferocious. Combined with his current depressed expression, it added to his fierce appearance.

"Old Eight? What a powerful name! He sounds like a ruthless character!"

Lynn smiled, seemingly oblivious to the impatience in the other person's tone, and continued the conversation.

"How's business today, Scarface? Judging by your attitude, you're going to make a big splash!"

Old Scar's lips twitched, then he simply turned his head to the side, pretending to be focused on sipping his tea, and ignored Lynn.

He silently cursed the kid, wishing he wouldn't get a single client today.

However, it is counterproductive.

Just moments later, an apprentice walked straight to Lynn's stall.

Immediately afterwards, as if a switch had been flipped, three or four more people gathered around.

They spoke in hushed tones, with Lynn listening, drawing, or giving brief explanations, and then the nameplates would flash as the contribution points changed hands.

The whole process was smooth and efficient. A small queue quickly formed in front of Lynn's booth, and the people in line consciously lowered their voices, afraid of disturbing the "problem solver's" thinking.

On the other hand, apart from a few passersby who glanced at the red banner out of curiosity, no one else paid any attention to Old Scar.

The brand-new table and chairs, along with the red cloth fluttering in the wind, looked particularly jarring and comical against the backdrop of the bustling business across the street...