A strange world

Chapter 383 Section 41. Violation of the rules

Annan didn't care about the students who ran away.

They wisely destroyed all the rock pillars leading to the upper level. Unless the players only stay in the exile, dawn level, and ash level, they can only go up from here.

A total of ten academies, fifty-six people were caught, and there was an unexpected surprise - a living necromancer!

The overall alignment of the Tatooine Empire is order, so the fact that a necromancer with evil and chaotic tendencies can mingle in the city-state or even become an academy student only means one thing - his morals are not that low.

Necromancers are even annoying to the necromancers themselves. After all, they don't want their relatives and friends to be summoned from the grave, or even their own souls and corpses to be disturbed.

And those evil necromancers with truly low morals usually don't even let themselves go. Those who pursue immortality will turn themselves into lichs, those who pursue youth will turn themselves into vampires, and those who pursue power will refine themselves into corpse puppets.

Regardless, they possess the ability to transform the souls of the dead into undead.

Annan had no chance to meet him in the north. There is not even a single Necromancer apprentice in the huge Breeze City. But in Middle-earth, Annan may have a chance to take them under his wing.

He was attracted to their productivity.

Look, an ordinary human being has a strength between 50 pounds and 120 pounds. He is also lazy and his efficiency will plummet after twelve hours of continuous work. You need to arrange a place for him, arrange a spouse for him, and distribute food to him. , allowing him to maintain a certain level of satisfaction and occasionally get injured.

But what about the undead? The strength ranges from 30 pounds to 200 pounds, depending on the bones used and the level of the caster. It is tireless, does not need to rest, does not need to eat, does not go into heat, and does not even take up space! If you want to rest, just lie down in the farmland. If the bones are seriously worn, just remove them and replace them with another one.

The industrial revolution in the scientific world relies on steam engines, but why can’t the industrial revolution in the magical world rely on skeletons?

The only problem is that necromancy spells will more or less spill the beans - negative magic will affect all living things, especially plants, so necromancers are naturally hostile to druids.

But Annan only needs skeletons because they don't need magic power. And if they are not treated cleanly, their rotten flesh will promote plant growth. If they are treated cleanly, their bone meal will also promote plant growth.

Just address the "moral" issues.

So Annan felt a little regretful when he saw the Necromancer, but still gave him flattering treatment and talked to him a lot:

"You are the first necromancer I know."

"I am very honored……"

"Can you tell me about the necromancer? I remember that necromancy spells can pollute the environment."

"Yes, so my mentor warned me to use bats to clean up the traces after casting the spell..."

"Did you know? In addition to being a student of Solz Magic Academy, I also have an identity, a lord. I think you have a strong talent... Do you want to join my territory?"

"Uh... I want to consult the instructor first..."

"It doesn't matter, Angelo Academy, right? I will visit your academy when I have the chance. Is this your staff? Take it back."

"Thank you... thank you... um... can I ask you what you need me to do? Because many lords are afraid that necromancers will pollute the land."

"I haven't thought about it yet. Don't worry, your spell will not cause plague or pollution."

This necromancer is called Henry. Like the illusionist Tina, he is a talent that Annan urgently needs.

"I have another question..." The conversation made Henry less afraid. He thought about the look on Annan's face when he saw him before: "You seemed a little regretful when you saw me?"

"Because you don't look like a necromancer."

Annan thought that the Necromancer would be: pale complexion, body temperature close to that of a dead person, thick dark circles on his cheeks, and a thin and petite body. But none of these, still male.

Henry received preferential treatment, but Annan was not so polite to others. Annan asked them to hand over their money bags, and then asked them to spend 100 gold coins each to redeem themselves - Habar Knight Academy and Anthony Mage Academy were the second Second-rate.

The conscientious Annan did not increase the price and looked forward to the third time, but the students who saw his strength may not come again.

After receiving the IOU, Annan promised to let them go, but not yet.

What follows is a happy time of inventorying supplies. Dozens of weapons and staffs were piled in a corner, and Annan decided to hold a small auction.

But before that, Annan buried the dead outside the stronghold under the silent gaze of the students who had lost their hostility.

But only until the auction begins.

"You're causing trouble for your college!" one student screamed.

"It doesn't matter. Winning the championship will wash away their pain."

At first, the students were reluctant to spend money, but when a lucky person spent 20 gold coins to buy a staff worth at least 70 gold coins, they lost their reserve——

This is not the end.

"Are you hungry?"

Annan placed the food brought from the typhoon shelter town on the put together table, and also pulled the large water element over.

"Want water and food?"

Many fell into silence. They guessed what Annan would say next.

"What do you want?" Ellie, the armor girl, asked cooperatively.

“A piece of bread for one kinnar, a bowl of broth for three guineas, a chicken leg for five guineas, or five more for a roasted chicken.”

"You're stealing money!"

"too expensive……"

Annan wondered: "Is this expensive? I once sold a roast chicken for 500 gold coins, and a merchant ate up 5,000 gold coins in a few days, but now I only sell it to you for 10 gold coins."

Theophilus and the others behind Annan looked at each other and believed it.

Not many people paid for it, only half, but sooner or later they would be hungry.

Annan began to count the harvest:

A redemption note worth 5,600 gold coins.

Auction IOU for weapons and staffs worth 1120 gold coins.

An IOU for food and water worth 380 gold coins.

"We are simply stealing money!" Theophilus exclaimed.

"We're just robbing money," Amy yelled.

"How can we steal money faster?"

Annan said, give them 1 gold...1 silver coin as encouragement.

"This silver coin is not given to you, but it represents that we are companions."

Everyone believed it except Alice.

When putting away the IOU, a golden light door suddenly appeared over the stronghold.

The light door is so huge that even the luminous outline emerging from the door is more than ten meters high. It seemed that he was speaking on the terrace of the Ministry of Etiquette's official residence. Exuding a coercion even more terrifying than that of Ilimayas, Annan was like a drowning person, unable to breathe.

The golden giant's cold eyes looked down at his feet and said coldly:

"Solz Magic Academy, Annan, violated the rules of the competition and will be eliminated!"