Undead Scourge who love farming

Lauren felt that today was the luckiest day of his three years since he transmigrated.

He was hiding in the shadows, his eyes fixed on the little girl standing on the grass, and he felt like he was about to drool.

She wore a gorgeous and exquisite red gothic-style long dress, with her long, smooth golden hair cascading over her shoulders. Her emerald green eyes contrasted beautifully with her milk-white skin. Her figure, however, was rather average, as she was still in her developmental stage.

Their noble demeanor and unapproachable aura immediately revealed them to be the children of a noble family.

Sure enough, it was the nobles who were of high quality; none of the refugees we took in before were even remotely useful.

After looking the other person up and down, Loren gave this assessment.

Don't get me wrong, he was talking about professions, but he was actually looking at the other person's character panel.

[Character: Alice]

[Class: Soul Warlock]

[Level: Tier 1]

[Ability: Purification Spell - Tier 1]

[Entry: Soul Perception - Blue (She can sense the souls of others and occasionally communicate with them)]

The Soul Warlock, a profession he had been searching for for three years, had actually come knocking on his door today!

As one of the most bizarre professions in the world, they are able to use the most peculiar magic in the world, soul magic. It is said that high-level soul sorcerers can even control a person silently.

In ancient times, there were even instances of high-ranking soul sorcerers secretly manipulating emperors and controlling countries.

This has led to the current royal family's extremely strict management of soul sorcerers, making it almost impossible to allow a wild soul sorcerer to roam freely.

Under such harsh conditions, the fact that a Soul Warlock would spawn in his territory was incredibly exciting for Loren.

The reason he desperately needed a soul mage was because of his strange profession.

[Character: Lauren]

[Class: Undead Scourge (Mutant)]

[Level: Tier 3]

[Ability: Resurrection of the Dead - Tier 3 (Your undead can retain their consciousness from their previous life, possess greater power, can evolve infinitely, and have no limit on their number; the cost is that the deceased's consent is required), Other Magic - Tier 2]

[Entries: Lord - Green (Your strength will be positively correlated with the prosperity of your territory), Protagonist - Rainbow (Entry with unknown effect)]

Yes, that's right. As a Scourge, he needs the other party's consent to transform them into an undead.

When Loren first saw this panel after transmigrating, he felt a slight itch on his head, as if he was about to grow a brain.

How can he obtain the consent of a dead person? Isn't that a useless ability?

However, as a time traveler, Loren believed that he was the chosen one, and that there were no useless abilities, only useless people.

After a brainstorming session, the clever man came up with a solution: to trick the starving refugees in the surrounding area into signing contracts in which he would be allowed to freely use their corpses after they died, by offering them food and lodging.

That's right. Since we can't get the deceased's consent, getting their consent before they died will have the same effect.

As it turns out, this method works. The only downside is that the quality of the undead converted from ordinary people is too low. Apart from being fearless and having unlimited stamina, they have almost nothing special. Even an ordinary demon squad can make the town pay a heavy price.

Therefore, Loren had no choice but to begin cultivating his own superhumans within his territory, and set his sights on the corpses of superhumans of the third rank and above who could maintain their souls for a short period of time after death.

Unfortunately, the dead became agitated as soon as they saw he was a necromancer, and wouldn't listen to what he was saying. If they weren't powerless, they would have punched themselves a couple of times.

The reason lies with the previous generation of the Scourge, Marich, a ruthless figure who swept across half the continent.

It can be said that he became a mad dog in order to develop his undead army. No matter if you are human, demon or other heretic, once you meet him, there are only two outcomes: either you fight him head-on and drive him away with huge losses, or you are forced to join his undead army if you do not have enough strength.

For the first time in the hundred years of Marich's existence, all heretics and humans united and successfully killed him after paying a heavy price.

This has led to necromancers becoming the most disliked profession in the world. It's safe to say that regardless of race, anyone who sees them will want to kick them.

Since there was no way to fool them—no, to persuade them—Loren had to find another way to solve the problem: by having a soul sorcerer control the souls to force their consent and turn them into undead.

If successful, one's strength will instantly enter a period of rapid growth, and may even surpass the previous generation of undead scourge, since one's undead can evolve infinitely and have no upper limit on the number.

Thinking of this, Lawrence secretly made up his mind that he would tie Alice up and take her back to his town today, even if it meant kidnapping her.

However, it would be even better if a win-win situation could be achieved.

After straightening his worn-out suit, he slowly walked over to Alice, who was relaxing, and spoke in a gentle voice that he had practiced countless times.

"Beautiful lady, welcome to my town."

However, the harmonious scene that Loren had envisioned did not occur. Instead, the other party was startled and cast a purification spell on his face.

After the light faded, the two men, staring at each other, fell into silence.

Alice looked at the strange person who had suddenly appeared beside her, and she felt very panicked, extremely panicked.

She has now received both bad news and good news.

The good news is that the purification spell didn't work, which proves that the target is not a demon or ghost.

The bad news is that the purification spell didn't work. It was the only spell she knew how to use, and if the other party wanted to do something to her, she would have no way to resist.

Moreover.

Alice looked into the other person's eyes, which seemed to want to devour her, and felt that her life was probably coming to an end. She had seen this kind of look countless times at noble banquets; it was the look of someone who wanted to possess her.

She could vaguely imagine what her future would be like.

Their hands and feet would be chained, and they would be dressed in clothes with very little fabric and locked in a dark, secret room, serving as toys to be abused at will. No one would find out. They would only have enough food to barely fill their stomachs each day, and when the other party got tired of them, they would be resold or killed.

Of course, this is only the best-case scenario. Based on previous deductions, the other party is most likely a wizard, and a wizard who likes human experimentation.

If that's the case, things will definitely get even worse for me. He'll probably experiment with some strange flesh magic on me, turning me into a monster with several eyes and tentacles all over my body, where even dying will be a luxury.

Each time a new poison was concocted, he had to test it on her, observe his own reaction, and listen to his own wails.

Thinking about it this way, dying doesn't seem so unacceptable.

As time went on, Alice's face grew paler and paler, and the light in her emerald green eyes gradually dimmed.

After a moment, Alice, who had completely given up hope, spoke.

"Gu, just kill me."