Archmage Of The Undead

In the blink of an eye, this semester was coming to an end. After several months of training and studying, Huo Ling's body felt like it was inflated, and even his height had increased a lot.

Huo Ling, who is now over 18, has a body full of tendons and is full of strength without looking bloated.

The course is over, followed by a week-long break. This period is a time for students to take a good rest and adjust themselves.

Huo Ling carried his schoolbag and jogged towards home.

"...The time is 6:11 in the afternoon of June 7th. Daxia's eleventh spiritual base was officially completed. The list of the first batch of legions stationed there has been determined. It is understood that the list includes..."

"Roujiamo! Roujiamo! Three yuan each!"

"..."

Running through the busy streets, I listened to the sounds from various speakers in the shops on the streets.

None of this could stop Huo Ling. The weather in June, even if it was already six o'clock and the sun had been scorching the ground all day, the temperature was still astonishing.

He crossed the road, quickly hid in the shadow of the building, and ran along the road.

Soon, an old community appeared in front of him, with a few rusty characters "Guangming Community" on a curved iron frame.

Taking three steps at a time, Huo Ling rushed up the corridor and opened the door to his fourth floor home.

My parents haven't gotten off work yet, my two younger brothers, one in junior high school, and the other in elementary school must have just finished school and are still on their way back.

Huo Ling opened an old refrigerator that had been with the family for at least ten years.

Find some ingredients and start cooking.

Dinner was not included in his parents' factory, so every time Huo Ling came home, he had to prepare a meal and wait for them.

The children of the poor become rich early.

This is hardly a compliment.

It is true that children of poor people go to work early. If given a choice, who would want to start working at a young age?

At around seven o'clock, both parents and the third brother had returned home, and the family of four sat at the dining table and ate quietly.

There are three simple dishes and one soup on the table.

Homemade tofu, stir-fried pork belly with chili, scrambled bitter gourd egg, and seaweed egg soup.

Huo Ling's skills are pretty good. After all, he has been helping his family with housework since he was a child. In addition, he worked part-time in a restaurant and learned some skills from a master chef in the kitchen.

At the dinner table, Huo Liren finished his meal first. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at Huo Ling and his brother.

"A Ling, I bought you something. It's in your room. I'll open it later and see if it fits."

"good."

Huo Ling took a quick bite, ended today's dinner battle, and returned to the room.

Huo Ling's room was very small. Apart from a bed, there was not much space left. After placing a desk, there were many books in other places.

There was a cardboard box on the ground. When he opened it, he found a stab-proof suit inside.

Huo Ling opened the package and looked at the brand. It was a well-known brand and this stab-proof suit cost at least 10,000 yuan.

The combined income of my parents is only more than 4,000 yuan a month. It is very difficult to support a family and grandparents in my hometown with this money.

I'm afraid it will take many years to save more than 10,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Huo Ling couldn't help but tighten the stab-proof clothing in his hands.

Stab-proof clothing will still play a very good role in the next trip to the spirit world. If used well, it may be able to save one's life.

…

A week passed quickly. After saying goodbye to his family, Huo Ling came to school.

Today is the day for spiritual enlightenment. The school is full of people. The students in the regular class did not come to class today. Now the school is full of students who want spiritual enlightenment.

There is also a lot of traffic at the school gate, and many parents drive their children to school.

"Huo Ling!"

There was a voice coming from far away.

Huo Ling turned around and saw that it was his deskmate Ren Zhengyang, who was also running towards him.

Unlike Huo Ling, who has nothing to offer, Ren Zhengyang has all kinds of equipment and a lot of bits and pieces on his body.

"You're wearing stab-proof clothing too!" Ren Zhengyang's eyes were still very sharp, and he saw the stab-proof clothing under Huo Ling's coat at a glance.

"Um."

"Look, I'm even wearing stab-proof pants!" Ren Zhengyang, a young man, rolled up his trousers heartily, revealing the stab-proof pants underneath.

Huo Ling had long been used to this guy, so he didn't feel anything at all. Ren Zhengyang's family was considered to be a small middle-class person. He had a shop at home, and his daily life was relatively smooth.

"Here, I brought this for you."

With that said, Ren Zhengyang took out a small bag and threw it over.

"what is this?"

Huo Ling took the small black bag and asked while unzipping it.

"Survival suit! Brother, be good to you!"

Ren Zhengyang grabbed Huo Ling's shoulders, and the various equipment on his body jingled.

Huo Ling opened the survival kit, which contained a lot of things, including several sharp knives, a first-aid kit, a rope, a fire starter, and some other odds and ends.

A very good survival kit!

"Yes, you are such a good big brother!"

Huo Ling chuckled, and he was quite willing to shout.

This small survival bag looks inconspicuous, but it would cost at least a thousand yuan to buy it.

Although Ren Zhengyang is a bit out of character, he is indeed a good brother.

Next, the class teacher quickly gathered the students in the class and got on a bus.

Awakening is a dangerous thing, and you can't just do it casually in school. You have to go to a special venue.

The students were sitting on the bus, excitedly talking about spiritual enlightenment and looking forward to the beautiful life after attaining transcendence.

The class teacher in the car also looked at these students with a smile, but when he thought that at least half of the students in this car would not come back alive, his smile could not help but slowly fade.

After more than two hours of trekking, the bus convoy finally arrived at a base far away from the city.

This is the Qiling Base. There is a battalion of the Daxia Army stationed here, responsible for protecting this base and the students who will follow Qiling.

Stony Brook City is just a small county town with five high schools. This time, more than 3,000 people came to participate in the spiritual enlightenment.

As more and more buses gathered here, it became noisy.

The students were taken into a classroom, and the head teacher came into the classroom holding a crystal ball the size of a pomegranate.

The students stared curiously at the sphere in the teacher's hand.

"Students, this is the spiritual ball you are going to use next. Let me demonstrate how to use it."

The head teacher operated this spiritual ball on the podium. It was specially used for demonstration and had no real effect.

The students also stared intently at the teacher's demonstration, which was the key to their next enlightenment.