Game Invasion: Awakening the Necromancer at the Start

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In the center of the training field, a hundred skeletal guards simultaneously emerged from the ground, kneeling on one knee, their bones colliding and making a synchronized clicking sound.

Fifty skeletal archers appeared behind, their bone bows drawn taut, arrows aimed at the sky.

Then came the Frost Skeleton, the Dragon Skeleton, the Ghost Wraith...

Within ten seconds, a legion of three hundred undead had formed ranks.

They remained silent, the fire of their souls burning fiercely in their eye sockets, awaiting the monarch's command.

"My greatest treasure is my loyal warriors."

"The Ye family is rich, powerful, and well-connected."

"But there's something they'll never understand—"

The three hundred undead behind him roared in unison, a sound that caused the temperature in the entire training ground to drop by ten degrees.

"A truly immortal army."

Su Li's eyes sparkled with admiration. Lin Qingyue's lips curled into a slight smile. Ye Hongyu laughed heartily, patting Su Wan's back forcefully: "Well said! This is the man I've set my sights on!"

Only Avril Lavigne, while relieved, still harbored a trace of worry deep in her eyes.

She looked eastward, towards the Kunlun Mountains.

The Stone of Reincarnation... the truth from a hundred years ago... and the terrifying plan hidden behind the system...

"I hope there's still enough time," she murmured to herself.

Meanwhile, in the core computer room on the third basement level, Zero is operating at high speed in the form of data.

A holographic projection of a silver-haired girl floated in the center of the server.

She had just intercepted an encrypted communication from within the Ye family.

Decryption progress: 47%.

Keywords extracted: [Kunlun], [altar], [three months], [sacrifice]...

Zero frowned.

"Master," she whispered, her voice barely audible to herself, "a storm is coming."

Three days later, in the meeting room of the Eternal Temple Guild.

The long table was filled with people on both sides.

On the left is Su Wan's core team: Su Li, Lin Qingyue, Ye Hongyu, and Avril;

On the right are Luo Hao, Zhang Wei, and Wang Meng from the management team, as well as Ling, who is attending the meeting via holographic projection.

"The situation is worse than expected." Luo Hao pushed up his glasses, the report paper in his hand making a slight rustling sound.

The guild's logistics manager was frowning, completely losing his usual composure.

He slid the three documents to the center of the table.

"The first issue is that the supply chain for materials has been disrupted. The four major chambers of commerce in Jiangcheng—the Zhao family, the Qian family, the Sun family, and the Li family—sent official letters to us simultaneously yesterday afternoon."

Citing "supply shortages," they have stopped supplying us with the following materials: intermediate-grade and above potions, rare-grade and above equipment materials, monster cores, and magic scroll crafting materials... The list contains twenty-seven items.

Su Li picked up the list and gasped after just one glance: "Even basic medical supplies have been cut off?"

"Yes." Luo Hao nodded. "The reason given is 'seasonal shortage,' but even a fool knows what that really means."

I sent people to other cities to purchase the goods, but the response was always, "Sorry, we're out of stock." Clearly, someone had already put in a good word for us.

"The second document," he said, pulling out a second document, "is also starting to be restricted in terms of supplies. Food suppliers have raised prices by fifty percent and are demanding cash payments, refusing to accept our credit terms."

The building material suppliers were even more direct, saying, "We've had a lot of projects lately, so we don't have any stock to supply you."

Lin Qingyue tapped her fingers lightly on the table, frost forming and melting at her fingertips: "This is going to trap us to death."

"It's not over yet." Luo Hao took a deep breath and pulled out the third document. "This morning, the Jiangcheng Professionals Association officially notified us:"

The review of all quests issued by the Eternal Temple has been suspended because "the guild's qualifications need to be reassessed."

At the same time, our task acceptance privileges within the association have been downgraded; we can now only accept tasks of level D or lower.

"Bang!"

Ye Hongyu slammed her fist on the table, and the solid wood tabletop cracked with spiderweb-like patterns.

She stood up abruptly, her eyes flashing with a faint, dragon-like vertical pupil-like glint of anger: "I'm going back to the Ye family right now! I want to ask Ye Zhennan what he's really up to!"

"Don't rush," Su Wan said softly.

Ye Hongyu gritted her teeth, her chest heaving violently. A few seconds later, she finally sat down.

"That's exactly the effect they wanted." Su Wan drew circles lightly on the table with her finger. "To force you to go back, to force you to admit your mistakes, to force you to acknowledge the authority of the Ye family."

Once you step into the Ye family's gates, they have countless ways to control you: emotional blackmail, public pressure, or even outright house arrest.

Su Wan turned to Luo Hao: "In the worst-case scenario, how long can we hold out?"

Luo Hao immediately switched to professional mode: "Based on the current inventory and minimum consumption standards: medicines can last for a maximum of two weeks, equipment repair materials for three weeks, and food and other daily necessities for one month."

In terms of funds, the guild account currently has 1200 gold coins, but without new sources of income, given the current inflated prices, the net loss per month is expected to be around 800 gold coins.

In other words, we have a maximum of three months, after which we will either disband or...

"Either we bow down to the Ye family," Su Wan replied.

Silence fell over the meeting room.

Three months.

It sounds like a long time, but it's pitifully short when it comes to breaking the economic blockade of a century-old family.

"A counterattack plan," Su Wan uttered. "Luo Hao, since you've analyzed the problem so thoroughly, you must already have a contingency plan, right?"

A glint flashed in Luo Hao's eyes behind his glasses: "Yes. Three plans can be pursued in parallel."

He stood up, walked to the whiteboard at the front of the conference room, picked up a pen, and began to write.

"Option 1: Explore new revenue streams – Elf handicrafts." He drew a simple jewelry diagram on the whiteboard.

"The elven artisans brought by Queen Avril possess the natural enchanting techniques that have been lost to our world for a long time."

Their magical jewelry, even the simplest 'glowing earrings' (glows at night, +1 Spirit), would be highly sought-after on the market.

I've done market research: similar dwarven products sell for around 80 silver coins, but the elven craftsmanship is far superior in terms of refinement and aesthetics. We can price it at 1 gold and 50 silver, targeting the high-end market.

Avril nodded: "My people are happy to help. In fact, they've already made some samples."

With a flick of her wrist, three pieces of jewelry appeared in her palm: a pair of crescent-shaped earrings, a bracelet woven with tiny leaves, and a ring inlaid with a shimmering gemstone.

Each piece is as exquisite as a work of art in a museum, radiating a gentle magical aura.

"These are just practice pieces," Avril said. "They'll look even better in the final production."

Luo Hao's eyes lit up: "I estimate that these three items alone can sell for more than 10 gold coins each. If we mass-produce them, we can conservatively estimate a net profit of 500 gold coins per month."

Option Two: