Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 72 - Chicken Soup For the Soul

The Shenxia Empire’s group made their way back, cheerful and lively.

"The guys from Sakura Kingdom were hilarious. They got so scared they ran off."

"Seeing them panic like that was priceless."

"There were so many of them, yet they were terrified of a few skeletons. What a bunch of trash."

"Lin Moyu can even clear nightmare rank dungeons. If he actually went all out, the people of Sakura Kingdom would be no different from vegetables on a chopping board. No wonder they ran."

As they spoke, many cast glances at Lin Moyu.

He stayed silent, appearing even more mysterious in their eyes.

Whispers and speculation rippled through the group.

"Where’s he from?"

"Could he be from a top institute?"

"That seems unlikely. Why would someone from a top institute come here?"

"Besides, those guys are usually grinding in high-level dungeons. There’s no reason they’d bother with our trial."

"It’s strange, then… where did he come from?"

"He barely talks."

"But when he dealt with the Shikigami… that was seriously cool."

The atmosphere on the way back was relaxed.

Even though they hadn’t completed the trial mission, today’s events left them satisfied.

Watching the people of Sakura Kingdom flee with their tails between their legs was more than enough.

The trial mission? It could wait.

Only Ling Zhen carried a trace of bitterness in his eyes.

From time to time, he shot Lin Moyu a look filled with hatred and regret.

If he hadn’t forced Jiang Taotao to make a choice, he would have been among those who completed the trial.

But now…

"It’s not over yet."

Ling Zhen’s heart surged with resentment.

At the edge of Mermaid Island, the group from Qianlong Institute stepped through the light curtain and returned to the starting point.

Just then, Jiang Taotao took out the Mission Stone and Mermaid’s Tears, "Mission complete!"

The four items slowly floated into the air.

A projection of Shenxia Tower appeared above them, and a beam of light shot down, enveloping the Mission Stone and Mermaid’s Tears.

Moments later, a majestic voice echoed through the air.

"The trial mission has concluded! Initiating teleportation!"

The Shenxia Tower projection flared brilliantly, bathing everyone in its glow.

In the next instant, they were teleported away.

After more than ten seconds, they reappeared at Qianlong Institute.

"We’re back."

"The trial’s finally over."

"Good thing everyone made it out alive."

"Oh, please. Across all the institutes, there are over a hundred trials every year—when’s the last time you heard of anyone dying in one?"

"Exactly. Low-level trials never claim lives. It’s only the top institutes, with class users over level 30, that report casualties now and then."

"Yeah, for them, trials like ours are just child’s play."

The Qianlong Institute was bustling. The trial had just ended, and everyone was still animatedly discussing what happened.

Most of the conversation revolved around Lin Moyu.

If it hadn’t been for him, they would have been forced to clash head-on with the people of Sakura Kingdom.

And with that high-level Onmyoji on their side, who knew if they could’ve taken the dungeon at all?

Meanwhile, Ning Yiyi’s face had gone pale—the long-distance teleportation clearly took a toll on her.

"Next time, the trial better be somewhere nearby." She grumbled, sprawled listlessly across a desk like a dead fish, "If it’s too far, I’m not going."

Jiang Taotao chuckled softly, finally at ease now that they were back.

"Thank you." She said sincerely, looking at Lin Moyu, "This trial was really important to me."

Lin Moyu simply shook his head, signaling there was no need for thanks.

Ning Yiyi perked up a little, "Sister Peach, don’t be so formal. Moyu might not talk much, but he’s super kind."

In truth, she hadn’t known Lin Moyu for very long. But for some reason, she trusted him completely.

Just then, a sharp voice cut through the chatter.

"Quiet!"

Everyone looked up and saw a figure hover in midair.

Void Step.

A level 70 class user who had undergone the third class awakening.

Even Lin Moyu was a little awestruck.

After reaching level 70 and completing the third class awakening, any class user—even those from livelihood-type classes—could unlock Void Step, gaining the ability to move freely through the air.

Of course, some class users could acquire the ability to flight even before reaching level 70.

Take the Onmyoji for example—he could use the Shikigami to fly.

"That’s our dean, Dean Hong Shan." Ning Yiyi whispered quietly into Lin Moyu’s ear.

Lin Moyu nodded, a trace of admiration in his eyes.

Any class user who managed to complete the third class awakening was worthy of admiration.

Even back in high school textbooks, it was written—completing the third awakening was an incredibly difficult feat.

Less than 1% of class users ever achieved it.

Figures like Dean Hong Shan naturally deserved respect.

As for characters like White God, they were even rarer—only a handful existed in the entire empire.

Dean Hong Shan swept his gaze across the gathered students, a satisfied look in his eyes.

"The trial has concluded. The results and process are currently being analyzed."

"Final scores will be sent to your communicators in due time."

"But remember—the most important thing isn’t the result, it’s the process itself."

"These trials are designed for you to learn, to overcome fear, to foster courage, and build a winning mindset."

"Completing the trial without casualties and returning safely—that’s what truly matters."

"I’ve been informed you encountered class users from Sakura Kingdom during this trial."

"We’ll take that into account in the final assessment."

"Those of you who performed well will naturally have opportunities to advance to a top institute."

"Now, get some rest."

With that, Dean Hong Shan turned and left.

Ning Yiyi let out a long sigh, "Chicken soup for the soul. Every time it’s the same old speech. Nothing new."

Jiang Taotao chuckled, her voice light and coaxing, "It’s meant as encouragement, you know."

Ning Yiyi snorted, "Who needs encouragement? It’s always the same—dangling top institutes in front of us like some big prize. What’s so special about them, anyway?"

Jiang Taotao’s smile widened, "Maybe it’s no big deal to you. But for people like me, it’s different."

At that, Ning Yiyi fell silent. She knew well how much Jiang Taotao longed to enter a top institute.

In Xiajing Academy, the gap between ordinary students, institute students, and top institute students was quite significant.

Bot ordinary students and institute students dreamed of crossing that line and joining top institutes.

Soon after, Jiang Taotao divided up the loot from the dungeon.

Lin Moyu also took out the spoils he’d acquired later on.

Even though the last two dungeon runs had been just him and Ning Yiyi, he insisted on splitting everything equally with the rest of the party.

After all, they’d started this trial together.

Once everything was divided, Ning Yiyi and Lin Moyu headed for the imperial trade office.

The items meant nothing to Lin Moyu—he planned to sell them all.

Ning Yiyi, who never cared much for money, handed over her share without hesitation.

"No space left in my storage." She claimed with a straight face.

It was an obvious lie.

Storage spaces of class users typically had plenty of space, so there was no way she’d run out.

But Lin Moyu didn’t call her out on it. He simply accepted it all, neither refusing nor fussing.

Somehow, after this trial, the relationship between them felt different—less restrained, more natural.

At the imperial trade office, Lin Moyu sold off all the useless silver rank equipment.

He had originally intended to give the silver rank Mermaid Queen’s Dagger to Ning Yiyi.

But before he could, she pulled out an even better dagger and waved it proudly in front of him.

Although it was also silver rank, the dagger Ning Yiyi took out had far better attributes.

Generally, class users followed a simple equipment progression: iron rank for those below level 10, bronze rank between levels 10 and 20, and silver rank for those above level 20.

But even within the same rank, there was a wide gap between the lowest and highest grades of equipment.

The Mermaid Queen was a level 24 boss, and her dungeon was only level 20, so the silver rank weapons she dropped were fairly average—their only real merit being their beautiful designs.

At the imperial trade office, silver rank weapons were typically priced between 50,000 and 200,000 gold coins.

The Mermaid Queen weapons usually sold for about 70,000 each.

After selling two Mermaid Queen weapons and a pile of miscellaneous materials, Lin Moyu pocketed 180,000 gold coins in total.

"Don’t you need a weapon?" Ning Yiyi asked, eyeing his empty hands with curiosity.

Lin Moyu had once carried a magic book but had found it troublesome and sold it off.

He shook his head, "Weapons aren’t useful to me."

His class was Necromancer. Although technically a Mage-type class, neither staves nor magic books provided bonuses that benefited him.

Lin Moyu figured his class might have its own unique type of equipment.

Ning Yiyi made a small sound of understanding, "Then you should start saving up to buy elementary skill scrolls."

"Before your second class awakening, you need to learn every elementary rank skill available for your class."

Lin Moyu listened intently. After all, Ning Yiyi was much more knowledgeable than he was.

She continued earnestly, as if slipping into lecture mode.

"Once you undergo the second class awakening, you’ll only be able to use intermediate skill scrolls."

"At that point, learning elementary rank skills would mean wasting intermediate skill scrolls."

Lin Moyu silently took note, realizing intermediate skill scrolls could be used to learn elementary rank skills too.

The problem was—intermediate skill scrolls were a hundred times more expensive than elementary ones.

Using an intermediate skill scroll just to pick up an elementary rank skill would be like setting a pile of gold coins on fire.

All of a sudden, the communicator on his wrist lit up and rang.

Lin Moyu tapped to connect, and a deep, authoritative voice came through.

"Lin Moyu, report to the Office of Academic Affairs."