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

[Little Zombie's Mood: Excited.]

[The little zombie is moving. Destination: Southern suburbs.]

The southern suburbs? It ran all the way from the north of the city to the southern suburbs? Is this little guy doing cross-country training?

Lu Zhixing rolled over, propped up his pillow, and began to act as a remote spectator.

Since I can't sleep anyway, I might as well see what it's doing.

[The little zombie has arrived at: Green Grassland, South Suburbs of Dachang City.]

[Regional Level: Lv.1-Lv.3.]

The little zombie looked around with a disgusted expression.

Lu Zhixing's lips twitched.

The system can even write expressions of disgust?

[The little zombie encounters: Boiling Sheep (Lv.1).]

[Boiling Sheep is eating grass and hasn't spotted the little zombie.]

Lu Zhixing's spirits lifted. Here it comes, the first battle.

The little zombie let out a laugh.

[Little Zombie: Hmph, is that all?]

Lu Zhixing: "..."

It's a summoned creature that taunts monsters before engaging them in the wild.

[Boiling Sheep is enraged.]

[Boiling Sheep enters battle mode.]

[Boiling Sheep activates its skill: Charge.]

Lu Zhixing subconsciously gripped the blanket tighter.

Although Lv.1 Boiling Sheep is a low-level creature, it is quite strong. When he was a child, he saw an angry Boiling Sheep smash through a wooden fence on the farm.

The little zombie is only 1.5 meters tall...

The little zombie dodged to the side.

[Little Zombie: You're such a weakling, you dead Fury!]

The little zombie attacked in anger.

【Level A】

[Boiling Sheep falls to the ground.]

[Kill successful. Experience points +5.]

[Little Zombie: Who can possibly survive on this little bit of experience points?]

[Little Zombie: Who do you think you are?]

[Little Zombie: I'm going to take on ten!]

When the message popped up, Lu Zhixing almost burst out laughing.

The little zombie sped forward.

The little zombie is looking for an even stronger opponent.

[Little Zombie: Stop hiding, all of you come out here!]

He reviewed the battle log again and suddenly sat up.

wrong.

He missed a crucial point.

He didn't expend any mental energy; he was a normal summoner controlling his summoned creatures in battle.

It requires a continuous consumption of mental energy as "fuel" for the connection, and the greater the distance, the greater the consumption.

But he is currently more than ten kilometers away from the little zombie, and his mental energy bar is full.

Lu Zhixing's mind began to race.

First, the little zombie has its own will, its own judgment, and its own fighting style.

It can act independently without the owner's command, and its efficiency seems quite high.

Second, the experience points gained by the little zombie will be synced to his account.

Third, the little zombie's combat does not consume his mental energy, which means he can leave the game running indefinitely.

While the little zombies fight to the death outside, he lies here accumulating experience points at zero cost and with zero consumption.

Could it be—

Is this some kind of cheat code? Or is there a bug in the system?

He sat up straight and began to summarize in his mind.

Fully automated training; you can gain experience simply by sitting at home.

He doesn't have to do anything; he just needs to lie down, and the little zombie will automatically find monsters, fight, and level up, then share its experience points with him.

While others have to endure the elements and face danger in the wild, he only needs to lie flat in bed.

There's also the absolute need for micro-management; normally summoned creatures require commands from their master.

"Attack the left side"

"dodge"

"Use Skills"

Every action consumes the owner's attention and mental energy.

But the little zombies have their own brains; they can aim, predict, and even mock themselves.

Its micro-control precision is higher than that of any summoner manually controlling it.

Moreover, it does not consume mental energy.

Lu Zhixing slowly and comfortably lay back down on his pillow.

He had barely closed his eyes for a minute when the system popped up again.

[WARNING! The little zombie has encountered a large number of hostile units!]

[Quantity: 10.]

Unit Type: Big Head Wolf (Lv.3).

[The little zombie's current status: surrounded.]

Lu Zhixing suddenly opened his eyes.

Ten level 3 gray wolves surrounding a level 1 little zombie?

"Run, you little zombie!"

The system panel continues to scroll.

The little zombie looked around at the wolf pack.

[Little Zombie Status: Extremely Excited.]

[Little Zombie: Can I finally have my fill?]

The little zombie is thinking about how to wipe out the wolf pack in front of it more quickly.

The little zombie is deep in thought.

[Congratulations! Your summoned creature "Little Zombie" has autonomously deduced and evolved a skill!]

[Skill Name: Breaking All Laws (Lv.1)]

[Skill Description: High damage with the left punch, high damage with the right punch. When in a state of sadness, there is a very high chance of instantly killing the enemy with one punch. If the enemy cannot be killed instantly with one punch, sadness will occur. Cooldown: 0 seconds.]

A baby zombie jumps into a pack of wolves.

[The little zombie activates its skill: Breaking All Laws]

[Left fist. Right fist. Left fist. Right fist.]

[Experience points +75.]

[Battle over.]

The little zombie looked around at the wolf carcasses scattered on the ground.

[Little Zombie: That's it?]

[Little Zombie: A bunch of small fry]

The combat log stopped there, with the last little zombie's taunt frozen on the screen.

Lu Zhixing suddenly jumped up from the bed.

No, no, no.

He was so focused on being shocked and amused that he overlooked the most outrageous detail.

He reopened the system panel and found the skills section.

[Summoning Skills:]

【Breaking Through Ten Thousand Laws (Lv.1)】

He was well aware of a common sense fact:

So far, the worst professional who can master a skill on the day of awakening is S-rank.

The little zombie learned a skill on the day it awakened, and it had no cooldown.

Lu Zhixing leaned back against the headboard, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

"Others train their summoned creatures with their own bodies, but I'm... training my own bodies with my summoned creatures."

He paused for a second after saying those words.

The little zombie is currently level 1, and it already has its own will, its own fighting style, and its own skills.

When he reaches level 10, he will learn to summon new creatures.

The little skeletons that will be summoned then...

Will it also curl up like the little zombie?

Could the little skeleton think, "I am the best skeleton," and then quietly level up to become the Skeleton Emperor?

What comes next? Vampire summoning? Death Knight summoning? Bone Dragon summoning? Lich King summoning!

Each one learns skills on its own, evolves and upgrades itself.

He doesn't have to do anything.

All you have to do is stand behind and watch his army of summoned creatures fight monsters, level up, and evolve on their own, then obediently hand over their experience points.

Necromancer?

No.

This is the chairman of the Necromancers, whose subordinates are all department managers who operate automatically. He only needs to lie down and look at the reports.

Lu Zhixing gasped.

"This is like becoming a god while lying down."

He was thinking about the professional exam three days later.

The professional examination is the first formal assessment that all newly awakened professionals must take.

The exam results directly affect your future career path—whether you join the city defense force, the adventurers' guild, the potion company, or become an unwanted freelancer.

Given that the Necromancer is a bottom-tier class, the normal outcome for it is that no one wants it as a solo player.

But it's different now.

He has a little zombie that can fight monsters, learn skills, and curse enemies all by itself.

Three days later, he wanted everyone to know—

Necromancers are not sewers.

He wanted to make his parents proud.

Thinking of his parents' expressions tonight, Lu Zhixing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mom and Dad, hang in there for three more days.

A new message popped up on the panel.

[The little zombie's current location: the edge of the Green Grassland.]

[Little Zombie: The monsters here are too weak. It's not fun fighting them.]

The little zombie decides to head to the Dark Forest (Lv.3-Lv.5).

Lu Zhixing glanced at the time.

It's 11 PM. This little one really isn't planning on sleeping.

He was about to reply with something when another message popped up on the screen, even though he wasn't sure if the little zombie would receive it.

[Little Zombie's comment:]

"Go to sleep, you little fish owner, don't disturb my gameplay."

Lu Zhixing stared at the line of text for two seconds.

Lu Zhixing was silent for two seconds, then smiled.

"Alright, in order to facilitate the leveling up of my summoned creatures, I've decided to be forced to sleep."

He closed his eyes, then opened them again, and added to the air, "Little zombie, keep up the good work. If you haven't reached level 3 by tomorrow morning, I'll laugh at you for being a nobody."

---

late at night.

Lu Zaoxie leaned against the headboard, his bare upper body revealing a series of hideous scars, medals earned from twenty years of service in the city's defense army.

He lit a cigar with satisfaction.

Shen Jing, wrapped in a silk bathrobe, leaned lazily against his shoulder, her face still flushed.

She traced circles on the longest scar on her husband's chest with her finger, saying with a half-smile, "Still going strong for your age. Looks like those enhancement potions you drank tonight weren't a waste."

Lu Zaoxie raised an eyebrow smugly: "Of course. If I wasn't afraid of waking Zhixing, I would have to show you two more moves of 'Thunder God's Heavenly Flash'."

"Come on, do you want to tear the house down?"

Lu Zaoxie chuckled.

She was silent for a moment, then said softly, "This time I'm sure I'll hit the mark on the first try."

Lu Zaoxie looked down at her.

"I'm serious. You saw Zhixing's situation. An F-rank necromancer has very poor self-defense capabilities. Of course, no one dared to touch him when the two of us were around, but what if we're not here one day? Someone has to protect him."

Lu Zaoxie held his wife's hand: "This time it will definitely work. Zhixing was an accident, but this time it's definitely a guaranteed S-level little monster."

Are you sure?

"A Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex plus Blue Silver Grass could never produce a second necromancer."

Just as Shen Jing was about to say something, her phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.

Lu Zaoxie frowned, picked up his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and his expression instantly changed from impatience to disgust.

"Who is it?" Shen Jing asked.

"It's that old bastard Su Yangwei," Lu Zaoxie said with a look of utter disgust.

"He's probably just here to show off."