"Come on, come on!"
"This set of professional Necromancer robes belongs to you."
"Take the staff too."
"Here."
"Let me get a good look."
"Hmm, so cool!"
In the camp, Chen Yu equipped Kuka with the entire set of gear he had looted from the Necromancer.
Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse.
It truly holds true!
Wearing this set of equipment, Kuka's demeanor changed significantly.
He now possessed the aura of a great mage.
Kuka looked hesitant.
What was going on?
If he wasn't mistaken, he felt like his boss wanted him to become a Necromancer.
Necromancers were not recognized in the underground world.
They were hunted by everyone!
Wasn't Chen Yu pushing him into a fiery pit?
Most importantly—
He didn't dare to resist.
Seeing Chen Yu's excited expression, he didn't dare to utter a single word of refusal.
Chen Yu, however, noticed Kuka's expression.
"What's with that look?" Chen Yu asked, hands on his hips and a slight frown. "What, you're not happy about it, Kuka? Don't be ungrateful. Do you know how much these mage robes and staff are worth? How much capital I've invested in you?"
Kuka gave a sheepish grin.
He understood!
The Necromancer robes and the skeleton staff were clearly worth a fortune.
If Chen Yu wanted him to be a proper mage,
whether it was fire, lightning, space, or summoning, he would kneel and kowtow in gratitude for Chen Yu's cultivation.
The problem was, Chen Yu wanted him to be a Necromancer.
This profession was like a rat crossing the street, reviled by all. He was already a rat person, and now he was being pushed to become even more of one.
"Take this, this is Skeleton Summoning!"
Chen Yu then tossed the Skeleton Summoning magic spellbook from his prayer beads into Kuka's hand.
Kuka:orz
He was defeated.
In that instant, Kuka's heart was filled with despair.
Clutching the spellbook, he remained silent for a long time.
"Boss."
Finally, he looked up slightly, his eyes probing Chen Yu's.
"Are you really planning to have me switch to the Necromancy path?"
Chen Yu didn't speak.
However, his gaze provided Kuka with a clear answer.
Yes.
Purchasing resources externally was too extravagant; it was better to be able to self-produce.
If there were no Necromancers,
Chen Yu would create one.
After all, he now had a complete set of equipment, from the robes to the staff, and the Skeleton Summoning spellbook. And Kuka coincidentally happened to be a Bronze-level mage.
Everything was ready!
Wasn't this a sign from heaven guiding him?
Opportunities were fleeting.
One had to trust their gut feeling and possess decisive judgment.
Seeing Kuka's sorrowful expression,
Chen Yu pursed his lips, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly.
"Kuka, I know it might be difficult for you, but to become better, you must constantly overcome difficulties!" Chen Yu whispered, putting an arm around Kuka. "Do you remember what happened yesterday?"
"I remember!"
Kuka nodded vigorously.
How could he forget!
Jack and Black Donkey had fallen into a trap, and Chen Yu had fought the Skeleton Warriors alone, spilling blood in the underground palace.
Left behind in the camp, they had wanted to help but were powerless.
That feeling of helplessness was despairing.
Noticing the change in Kuka's expression, Chen Yu's eyes twinkled with a smile.
Ah!
Yes, that was the look.
"Do you want to help your boss solve his troubles?" Chen Yu whispered, and Kuka puffed out his chest as if injected with chicken blood. "Of course!"
"Good!"
Chen Yu's eyes widened as if he too had ignited with passion.
"Then you shall go down the Necromancy path!"
"Huh?"
"What do you mean 'huh,' Kuka? Think carefully, why didn't I let you help me back then? Ponder it."
"We were too weak!"
"Exactly!" Chen Yu pointed at Kuka and nodded. "And think about the biggest problem our camp has right now."
"This..."
Kuka furrowed his brow slightly and looked around the camp.
An early-stage camp.
To have reached its current scale was already a top-tier development speed.
Food resource reserves were also abundant.
Basic resources were not lacking.
"We lack combat strength!" Kuka suddenly looked up and said, "Our camp's development is not proportional to its combat strength; our fighting power is too weak."
"Smart."
Chen Yu affirmed with a satisfied nod.
"Although our camp has some combat power with Lion Jack and Rose, Black Donkey, and Er Gou is also decent, they are no match for enemies like those in the underground palace."
"So, if I become a Necromancer, I can..."
"You can become a hero who protects the camp!" Chen Yu interrupted Kuka, declaring resolutely. "Kuka, ever since I met you, I've considered you my confidant and resolved to cultivate you well. You should have felt it; I had you chop trees, mine, and provided you with spring water, all to make you stronger."
"Yes!"
"I have high hopes for you. I can see you are a capable person, and I am willing to accompany you from nothing, from a mere apprentice mage, to become a God of Magic standing at the pinnacle of this underground world!"
Gulp.
Kuka couldn't help but swallow, his heart burning with a fiery passion.
"Kuka!"
"Here!"
"I'll ask you just one thing." Chen Yu looked at him intently, his gaze serious. "Do you want to be the hero who protects everyone in the camp? Do you want to be the one who fights alongside me?!"
"I do!"
Kuka shouted resolutely, his eyes wide.
"Then, you know what you need to do, right?" Chen Yu asked with a slight smile.
Kuka, looking down, glanced at the magic spellbook in his hand.
Skeleton Summoning!
By learning this spellbook, his mage career would undergo a transformation, and he would become a Necromancer unrecognized by the underground world.
But, so what?!
There were too many things unrecognized in this underground world.
"I understand."
Kuka slowly raised his head, clutching the magic spellbook, his gaze fixed on Chen Yu's eyes.
"Necromancer, I accept."
Kuka resolutely turned his head, closing his eyes slightly.
Thinking of the future,
like a phantom, he protected the camp from the shadows, becoming its guardian hero, doing the unsavory work for their enterprise.
Where there is light, there must be darkness.
For the camp;
For his comrades;
To prevent them from being harmed before they could grow stronger, what was wrong with him becoming the one who stood in the darkness?
Actually, this kind of life wasn't bad, was it?
It was full of mystery.
He was the Dark Guardian!
Legends of him would be spread throughout the underground world.
Thinking of this,
Kuka felt his blood boiling incessantly.
Damn it, he was fired up!
He was doing it!