Lord: My troops can evolve indefinitely.

Everyone tried to persuade him, but Zhang Ziming wouldn't listen at all.

He lowered his head, his hands resting on the table, and you could even see the bulging veins on his hands, which showed how angry he was.

Luo Xuan subconsciously moved away a bit; he inexplicably sensed that something was wrong.

He surveyed the territory and found that with the gray wolves present, the reconnaissance range was greatly expanded, and there was no danger in the territory.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why are you doing this to me?!"

Zhang Ziming muttered to himself with his head down.

"Hey, Zhang Ziming, how dare you talk like that? So what if Weiwei doesn't like you?"

Hearing Zhang Ziming's whisper, a boy who also liked Qian Weiwei got annoyed and pushed him.

The next moment, Zhang Ziming raised his head, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at the other person:

"Since I'm not going to live much longer anyway, let's all die together!"

Zhang Ziming shouted something in a somewhat erratic manner, startling the other person.

However, the thought of Qian Weiwei watching from the side made him furious and he prepared to teach Zhang Ziming a lesson.

"Ah~!"

The next moment, screams rang out from all around, and the boy who had clashed with Zhang Ziming was lying in a pool of blood.

This caused a commotion, and everyone hurriedly moved away.

Because Luo Xuan was quite far away, and the area was surrounded by onlookers, he was unaware of what had happened.

Then, Luo Xuan spotted a skeleton soldier amidst the panicked crowd.

Zhang Ziming stood there laughing loudly, his mental state extremely abnormal, having fallen into a state of madness.

"Die! Die! All of you, die! Hahaha~"

Seeing his classmates' panicked expressions, Zhang Ziming felt no remorse; instead, he burst into laughter.

Luo Xuan, who was originally at the back of the crowd, was now at the front as the crowd moved backward, leaving Qian Weiwei between him and Zhang Ziming.

It wasn't that Qian Weiwei didn't want to run, but she was so frightened by her classmate's death that her legs went weak, especially since there was still warm blood splattered on her face.

"Bang!"

The wooden tabletop made a loud bang, and at the same time, a huge gash was cleaved out of the edge by the skeleton soldier's bone blade.

Qian Weiwei, who was about to die by the sword, was pulled away by Luo Xuan.

"Huh? You can see that too?"

Zhang Ziming was taken aback. He had tested it before, and the summoned skeleton soldiers were clearly only visible to him.

Upon hearing this, Luo Xuan instantly realized that the other party was probably also a new lord, and didn't know much about him.

However, this presents a paradox: new lords should all be Tier 1, so how can they summon troops?

However, before Luo Xuan could think further, the skeleton soldiers attacked.

Luo Xuan pushed Qian Weiwei away, then quickly rolled away to avoid her.

If you can see the skeletons' attacks and overcome your fear, dodging them isn't too difficult, since the skeletons aren't very fast.

"Damn it, I wish I could summon more, but I can only summon one."

Watching Luo Xuan constantly dodge while the skeleton soldiers could only cause some damage to the surrounding tables and chairs, Zhang Ziming felt somewhat unwilling.

Luo Xuan had no idea what Zhang Ziming was thinking; he only knew that his situation was becoming increasingly dangerous.

He was able to maneuver around using the surrounding tables and chairs as support, but as time went on, the tables and chairs were almost completely destroyed.

Luo Xuan did want to run, but during his previous dodge, he happened to switch places with the skeleton soldier, causing him to drift away from the doorway.

After a large number of students fled, Zhang Ziming clearly began to take precautions against this, having skeleton soldiers guard the entrance.

By the time Luo Xuan realized it, it was too late. With no other option, he could only keep dodging and looking for an opportunity.

"Damn it, didn't any of those escapees call the police? And what about the Ryougi Shi people?"

Although not much time had passed, Luo Xuan, who was highly focused, felt as if a long time had gone by.

"Go! Take him down!"

Seeing Luo Xuan leap away from the skeleton soldier's attack once again, Zhang Ziming urged him repeatedly.

However, caught up in his emotions, he didn't realize that he and Luo Xuan seemed to be getting a little too close.

This was Luo Xuan's plan. Although he also had the idea of ​​waiting for outside rescue, he never gave up on saving himself.

While constantly dodging, Luo Xuan consciously and slowly approached Zhang Ziming, and now the distance was almost there.

After Luo Xuan stood up from the ground, he took a step forward.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Ziming instinctively stepped back, but he had drunk quite a bit of alcohol and his head was spinning. This step back caused him to sway unsteadily a few times.

Taking this opportunity, Luo Xuan used a behind-the-back shoulder lock to pin Zhang Ziming against the wall and subdue him.

"Stop it right now!"

Seeing the skeleton soldiers chasing after him again, Luo Xuan shouted at Zhang Ziming.

However, Zhang Ziming wore a maniacal smile on his face and bit his lip so hard that he didn't make a sound.

The skeleton soldier had already approached, raising its bone blade and slashing at Luo Xuan again.

Seeing this, Luo Xuan became anxious. He hadn't expected that Zhang Ziming's mental state was already somewhat off.

Luo Xuan ducked to avoid the attack, then slammed his elbow into Zhang Ziming's head before immediately rolling over to dodge the skeleton soldier's follow-up attack.

Luo Xuan might not be able to kill someone, but knocking someone unconscious was no problem for him.

After Zhang Ziming fainted, the skeleton soldiers also stopped moving.

Seeing this, Luo Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do the summoned units in reality require constant command from the lord, or do they require a mental link?"

Looking at the motionless skeleton soldiers, Luo Xuan subconsciously began to analyze the situation.

At the same time, Luo Xuan took out his phone and contacted Zhao Wenjie, explaining the situation to him.

Not long after, Zhao Wenjie arrived.

He glanced at the situation in the room and calmly said, "It's alright, only one person died, so the impact isn't too big."

Then, Zhao Wenjie turned to Luo Xuan and said, "Weren't you asking me about subsidies before? You deserve credit for this."

Upon hearing this, Luo Xuan's face lit up with joy. No matter what, at least his efforts weren't in vain.

"Alright, someone will handle this later. I'll take this person with me."

With that, Zhao Wenjie picked up the unconscious Zhang Ziming and prepared to leave.

"Um, may I ask why he became like this? It doesn't seem to be just due to alcohol."

"Perhaps it was the Lord of the Rift game that triggered him? After all, it's related to death, and some people with fragile hearts can't handle the pressure. Every year, there are a few like that."

"Some people even take this as a way to deliberately retaliate against society and vent their dissatisfaction."

After giving a brief explanation, Zhao Wenjie turned and left.

Seeing this, Luo Xuan quickly followed.

What was supposed to be a nice class reunion turned into a complete mess.

Luo Xuan decided not to go out for the next few days, preparing to properly develop his territory.