Don't mess with that necromancer; his summoned creatures level up on their own!

Several hundred books.

Lu Zhixing remained silent.

He suddenly realized that the seemingly innocent and naive girl in front of him might be a more complex being than he had imagined.

"Breakfast is ready, young master! Miss!"

The maid's voice came from downstairs, breaking the delicate silence in the room.

Song Xiaohe exclaimed "Ah!" and her face turned red again. She hurriedly got out of bed.

"I...I'll go back to my room to change!" She hugged a pillow in front of her and ran towards the door. When she got to the door, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and revealed half of her flushed face.

"Brother," her eyes sparkled, "you won't kick me out, will you?"

Lu Zhixing looked into her moist, timid yet expectant eyes, like those of a fawn.

He swallowed back the words he was about to say: "If you climb into my bed again, I'll throw you out."

"No," he said.

"Thank you, brother!" She ran out, clutching her pillow.

Lu Zhixing sat on the bed, staring at the closed door, and remained silent for a long time.

The little zombie was still standing by the bed, its big and small eyes staring at him.

Lu Zhixing changed his clothes and went downstairs. He could hear people talking in the living room from afar.

He turned the corner of the stairs and saw three young people standing in the center of the living room.

Two men and one woman were all glancing at the surroundings out of the corner of their eyes, their gazes shifting between the floor-to-ceiling windows, the expensive oil paintings, and the crystal chandelier.

Lu Zaoxie strode ahead.

"Welcome, welcome! Please make yourselves at home!"

The girl in the lead turned around. She was wearing a light blue JK skirt, the hem of which reached her knees, revealing her straight, fair legs. Her long hair cascaded down to her waist.

Two boys were standing behind her.

The tall, thin man on the left carries a longbow on his back, while the man on the right is as broad and thick as a wall.

Shen Jing released Lu Zhixing's arm, walked forward with a gentle and kind expression, and took the girl's hand.

"Oh my, this must be the Xia family's daughter?" She looked the girl up and down, becoming more and more satisfied with her.

"You're getting prettier and prettier. Your dad told me you've awakened the A-rank water-based class, [Azure Ocean Mage]. That's really great."

The girl lowered her eyes slightly, neither humble nor arrogant: "Auntie, you flatter me."

Lu Zaoxie patted Lu Zhixing on the shoulder and gestured with his chin toward the girl.

"Xia Qingyue is the team leader. An A-rank Canghai Mage, she has strong control and output. With her around, the monsters in the dungeon can't cause much trouble."

Xia Qingyue reached out her hand.

"Hello, Lu Zhixing."

Lu Zhixing reached out and shook hands briefly, then released them after a polite touch. "Hello."

Xia Qingyue stepped aside, making way for the two people behind her.

"Zhao Tianci, front-line soldier, responsible for taking damage."

Zhao Tianci took a step forward.

His face was still swollen, and the bruise at the corner of his mouth spread from his left cheek to his chin. There was also a crack on his lip that had not fully healed.

"Greetings, Young Master Lu!" Zhao Tianci's voice was loud but somewhat unnatural, his back bent at more than ninety degrees, his whole body almost folded in half.

"What happened before was my fault. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me!"

Lu Zhixing looked at him without saying a word.

Zhao Tianci remained bent over, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"Hmm." Lu Zhixing looked away. "Be more careful next time."

Zhao Tianci felt as if he had been granted a pardon; his legs were weak as he straightened up. "Yes, yes, I'll definitely be careful, I'll definitely be careful!"

Xia Qingyue frowned slightly, but quickly regained her calm expression.

She continued, "Zhang Kai, a ranger, specializes in ranged physical damage output."

The tall, thin boy nodded at Lu Zhixing.

Lu Zaoxie added from the side, "The fathers of these children are all my old subordinates in the army, and I know them very well."

They received formal military-style combat training from a young age, and although they had just transitioned to civilian jobs, their combat skills and awareness were unmatched by ordinary students.

Lu Zhixing nodded: "I understand, Dad."

He looked at the three of them, "Then I'll have to trouble you all."

Zhang Kai quickly waved his hand, "No trouble at all! Young Master Lu, you're too kind!"

Zhao Tianci shook his head vigorously, saying, "Young Master Lu, what you're saying is an honor for us to team up with you!"

Footsteps came from the side hall.

Ye Qinglan came out, carrying a pile of equipment in her arms.

The equipment emitted a faint orange glow, a gentle but not dazzling light, clearly indicating that it was no ordinary item.

The four young people's eyes widened instantly.

Zhang Kai was the first to react, his voice trembling: "This...this is the epic 'Purple Cloud Set'? God-tier gear for summoners below Lv.5?!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Xia Qingyue's clear, beautiful eyes.

Purple Cloud Set. Epic rarity.

Suitable for summoner classes from Lv.1 to Lv.5.

The five-piece set includes a robe, wrist guards, belt, boots, and bracelets.

Each piece alone is a top-tier item among its kind, and the set effect of collecting all five pieces is simply incredible.

It's hard to find even a single piece on the market, let alone a complete set.

Xia Qingyue silently did some mental calculations and came to a conclusion that even she found absurd.

A necromancer who has only been awakened for two days is using an epic set as a transitional gear?

Once he reaches Lv.5 or higher, this set of equipment will be useless.

In other words, he might only wear this top-of-the-line gear for a few days.

Is this the foundation of a top-tier wealthy family?

She sighed inwardly.

Equipment levels are divided into the following categories from lowest to highest: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Diamond, Epic, Legendary, and Mythical.

Epic-level is ranked fifth, but for low-level professionals below Lv.5, it is already the ceiling of the ceiling.

Most people at this stage are still wearing bronze-level gear, while those with better financial means can manage to get silver-level gear.

Epic? What a waste.

Zhao Tianci and Zhang Kai exchanged a glance. Is this the skill of being born into the right family? They were born in Rome, while we don't even know where Rome is.

Ye Qinglan handed the equipment to Lu Zhixing one by one.

Lu Zhi moved his arm and looked down at himself.

The shimmering purple robe suddenly transformed into starlight and vanished instantly into the body.

His appearance reverted to his original casual attire.

These equipment items will automatically hide their appearance when worn except during combat or when actively activated.

Lu Zhixing opened the system panel and found the equipment slot.

【Purple Cloud Set (Epic)】

[Set Bonus (5/5): Spirit Power +50%]

[Item attributes omitted]

He gasped.

Mental energy is a core resource for summoners. Summoned creatures require mental energy to sustain themselves, and skills require mental energy to unleash.

In battle, the amount of mental energy one possesses directly determines how long one can fight, how many one can summon, and how precisely one can control them.

Lu Zhixing closed the panel and exclaimed, "As expected of top-tier equipment."

Zhao Tianci, standing beside him with a fawning smile, said, "Young Master Lu looks absolutely stunning in this outfit! Forget the Necropolis, even a dungeon a level higher would be a piece of cake!"

Zhang Kai nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, with Young Master Lu here, we've got this in the bag!"

Xia Qingyue didn't speak, but stood there quietly, her gaze falling lightly on Lu Zhixing.

Lu Zaoxie walked over, put his large hand on Lu Zhixing's shoulder, and subtly led him two steps to the side.

The father and son walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, their backs to the three young men.

"Son, remember this. This copy of the scroll was provided by our family, and I gave them quite a bit of money."

"You're the boss, they're the employees."

Lu Zhixing opened his mouth as if to say something, but Lu Zaoxie pressed his hand on his shoulder, preventing him from speaking.

"Zhixing, you must understand that in this world, whether it's outside the city or in the dungeon, it's a battlefield where people will die."

Lu Zaoxie looked into his eyes and said, word by word, "Human nature cannot withstand the test. In the face of extreme danger, a person's instinct will definitely be to protect themselves first, and they might even... have some inappropriate thoughts because they are jealous of your equipment."

Lu Zhixing's expression turned serious.

Lu Zaoxie's voice suddenly became louder.

"If anyone dares to boss you around or makes sarcastic remarks that upset you while you're in the dungeon—come back and tell Dad! Dad will tear their mouths apart!"

Zhao Tianci shrank back slightly. Zhang Kai subconsciously took half a step behind Xia Qingyue.

Lu Zhixing was both amused and exasperated: "Okay, Dad."

He knew his father wasn't just saying those things to support him.

The fathers of those people were all Lu Zaoxie's old subordinates. From a social point of view, it was inconvenient for Lu Zaoxie to lose his temper with the younger generation.

So he made it clear beforehand: anyone who dares to bully my son, I don't care whose child you are, I'll deal with you the same way.

Only when their fear of Lu Zaoxie exceeds their fear of the monsters in the dungeon will Lu Zhixing be absolutely safe.

Lu Zaoxie turned to look at Ye Qinglan, who was standing at the top of the stairs.

"Qinglan".

Ye Qinglan walked over and stood at attention.

"After you deliver the person to the dungeon entrance, you stay outside and guard it."

"If they do anything out of line on the way, you can handle it yourself."

Ye Qinglan nodded slightly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

Lu Zhixing couldn't stand it anymore.

If their fathers and Sister Ye keep giving them these instructions, these people's legs might become too weak to walk.

"Alright, Sister Ye, stop scaring them. Let's go, everyone, don't waste time."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of hurried footsteps echoed down the stairs.

"Brother! Wait for me!"

Song Xiaohe ran down the stairs.

She changed into a white combat suit with a fitted waist and light gold trim on the cuffs and collar.

She wore matching shorts and her hair was tied in a high ponytail.

Lu Zhixing had always thought she was the petite and cute loli type, after all, the way she huddled in the corner of the stairs last night with only half her head showing was too deceptive.

But now that she was standing in front of him, he realized that this girl was not short at all.

He is 1.8 meters tall. When Song Xiaohe stands next to him, her head reaches about his eyebrows.

He looks to be at least 1.73 meters tall.

Slim waist, long legs, and straight shoulders and back.

Is this the legendary "older sister body, younger sister heart"?

Song Xiaohe ran over and obediently stood next to Lu Zhixing, looking up at him. "Brother, I want to go too."

"What are you going to do?"

"I just awakened yesterday," Song Xiaohe said seriously, then added,

"But I'm already at Lv.2."

Lu Zhixing glanced at her. An S-rank four-winged angel, reaching Lv.2 in a day—while not as freakish as the little zombie, that was still quite fast.

"If you get hurt, brother, I'll bandage you up. I read a book called 'The Cold CEO's Substitute Bride,' where the female lead bandaged up the injured male lead, and then he fell in love with her..."

Lu Zhixing: "..."

Zhang Kai and Zhao Tianci had somehow ended up standing behind Lu Zhixing, one on his left and one on his right, like two loyal henchmen.

Xia Qingyue walked at the very back, her pace neither hurried nor slow.

Lu Zhixing pushed open the door.

On either side of the entrance, two rows of maids had already lined up. The moment they saw Lu Zhixing, they all bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

"Take care, young master—"

"Young master, please be careful—"

"May you achieve great success, young master!"

Startled by the sudden commotion, Zhang Kai took a half-step back and bumped into Zhao Tianci behind him.

"What... what's going on?"

"The wealthy...this is what the wealthy are like...it's terrifying..."

Xia Qingyue paused for a moment, but quickly regained her composure.

He opened the car door and glanced back at the four people behind him.

"Get in the car."