I'm not a goblin Frankenstein's monster.

Chapter 136 I'm Building a 4K Gundam in a Cave (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The next second, Jack was plunged into complete darkness.

His terrified head rolled onto the cold ground with a thud.

Heavy, slow footsteps, yet carrying an oppressive force like a tsunami, echoed from the depths of the passageway.

Drawn by Jack's movements and the blood, the being hidden deepest within finally stepped into the brightly lit basement.

Xia Lin gripped his longsword tightly, his pupils instantly contracting.

That was an extremely tall skeleton knight!

Its bones are as thick as an ox's, and it is over two meters tall.

He was clad in tattered yet still heavy plate armor, and dragged a massive, chipped two-handed sword across the stone slabs. The blade scraped against the stone, producing a series of grating sounds.

"Damn it! It's a skeleton knight!" Woody's voice turned unusually serious. "It must be a killing machine summoned by some sorcerer!"

However, judging from its rusty armor and sluggish reaction, the intelligence in its eyes is almost exhausted. This thing is definitely not a wild undead born naturally!

Its owner is probably long dead.

I did a final check of the ritual steps, and the blade was sharpened perfectly. I was a little nervous, but mostly excited.

As long as I can complete the soul graft under the blessing of the ceremony, my soul will not dissipate.

Day 102 (My handwriting suddenly became messy and I was overjoyed)

The fusion ceremony was a complete success!

But! I discovered there's a small problem with the ritual: I can't move!

It's alright, I'm confident I can solve this with my intelligence...

...It's not a big problem.

Xia Lin closed the journal, her lips twitching.

It seems this unfortunate sorcerer ultimately failed to find the answer.

After a series of extremely ruthless studies in black magic and alchemy, he came up with a brilliant way to prolong his life—to cut off his own head and graft it onto the body of the incredibly resilient skeletal knight!

Clearly, the genius sorcerer's conjecture was very successful, except for a fatal "minor malfunction" in his practical skills.

He successfully reattached his head and indeed gained a long life.

Then he discovered in despair that the undead body simply did not obey the commands of his human brain!

And so, in this dark and sunless cave, the skeletal knight, now without a master, stood silently in this secret chamber for several years, bearing his master's head like a statue.

Only after the necromancy's energy was exhausted and the sorcerer was completely dead did the skeleton, driven by instinct, writhe out.

"Wow, this is truly a medical miracle."

Woody made no attempt to hide his schadenfreude, then changed the subject, "Xia Lin, listen to me, stuff this experimental journal and all the materials into that dimensional bag."

Although the process was tortuous, this is, after all, a rare empirical case!

If I ever run into those guys who've gone mad with necromancy, I'll just sell them this whole thing and I'll definitely make a killing off them!

"That makes sense. We can't be soft when it comes to making money."

Xia Lin quickly swept the things on the table into her dimensional bag, then remembered something.

"The skeletal knight from that experiment seems to have some research value?"

He hurriedly left the secret room.

The skeleton that had been burned by the silver flames was now just a pile of black ash, with only the head that he had severed with his sword lying intact in the corner.

Xia Lin approached and curiously kicked the skull with her toe.

"Snap!"

The skull, which had been lifeless, suddenly opened its mouth wide without warning and bit down hard on Xia Lin's boot tip!

Those row of emerald green teeth blew a big hole through the fine cowhide!

Xia Lin exclaimed in surprise and desperately swung his right leg, finally managing to kick the skull with its unusually well-formed teeth away.

Looking at the large, drafty hole in the leather boot, and then at the skull that had rolled twice on the ground, its eye sockets still emitting a faint green glow.

"This thing is incredibly resilient!"

In the messy basement, Xia Linhai began to take stock of his gains from this round of events.

Besides the sorcerer's experimental log, the dimensional storage for the dead, and the skull on the ground, there are two wild entries.

A system notification flashed before my eyes at just the right moment—

[Acquired entry: Begging for Kinship (White)]

effect:

You can sense the approximate location and emotional fluctuations of nearby undead creatures and engage in simple telepathic communication, making them regard you as "one of their kind" or "harmless beings".

Summary:

You stand here, imbued with the decaying aura of the depths of the tomb, a frequency that only the dead can comprehend, now gently resonating within your bones.

When the empty eye sockets of the undead skeletons look at you, they don't see an intruder, but rather—a strange fellow human.

Comment: "Being able to chat with skeletons is good, because skeletons won't betray you. It's bad, because when you go back to the crowd, they look at you no differently than they look at a skeleton." Edshawlin, reading these words, curled his lip in utter disdain.

"That's it? Maybe 'tomb raiding' is a more suitable entry for this term than 'me'," he thought to himself, chuckling to himself.

He sighed and turned to the elite orb of light that was a size larger than the Bone Knight.

The light entered his body again, and a new line of text appeared.

[Obtained entry: Grafting (Green)]

effect:

It can forcibly splice and fuse different types of deceased bodies or parts, giving them basic flexibility in death.

However, it cannot be restored by conventional healing spells.

Summary:

Over the long years, sorcerers learned a blasphemous art—to assemble their own bones and those of other dead like puppets.

If you install a pair of cannibal arm bones today, you can tear open an iron gate with your bare hands tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow, once you have the arthropod limbs of a giant spider, you'll be able to crawl on the ceiling.

The price is that you become less and less like a "human being".

Comment: "Listen! Friend, I know what you're thinking! Please stop your audacious ideas!" — Karen Sharin, a veteran mammoth hunter, stroked his chin.

This thing seems interesting; it's a bit like the toy we used to build Gundams in my past life.

Clearly, the sorcerer in the secret chamber had used similar abilities to connect his mind with the skeleton knight in his previous life.

"Of course I have no interest in prolonging my life in such a disgusting way —"

Xia Lin's mind raced. "But—"

With a thought, he brought up the "Severe Control" entry in his system.

This mandatory command term, which originally seemed to have no place to be used and even sounded a bit strange, now seems to fit the current situation perfectly.

Without any hesitation, Xia Lin mentally activated [Bio-Affinity with the Dead Beggar], [Bio-Grafting with the Dead Beggar], and [Ruthless Control].

These three terms are combined.

A flash of white light.

[Entry fusion successful! New entry obtained: Manipulate the Dead.]

"I applaud this sorcerer friend's magnificent synthesis formula." Xia Lin's eyes lit up, eager to conduct a clinical trial.

As for the experimental materials?

It's readily available everywhere.