Volume 1: The Beginner's First Cry Chapter 8 Misdirection
Hey, where is this place? I looked around carefully. Although I had never been here, I couldn't associate this magnificent palace with the legendary "Resurrection Corridor". Especially the kind-looking old man standing in the middle of the palace, smiling and friendly, was definitely not a person who would appear in the "Resurrection Corridor" in my memory. I didn't pay, so it was impossible for anyone to chat with me and spend these six hours of lonely time with me.
Did they think I was a rich man and wanted to make some money from me? Yes, that must be the case. They must have sent me to the wrong place. Thinking of this, I turned around and walked out. I don’t have money to spend here. Poor people, you must learn to endure loneliness and solitude.
I hadn't taken two steps when a smiling face suddenly flashed before my eyes. I was so frightened that I quickly took two steps back. How could that old man appear out of nowhere? He actually ran in front of me in the blink of an eye. I originally wanted to slip away quietly, but it seems that I have really embarrassed myself this time.
"Young warrior, welcome to the world of bliss!" Before I could say anything, the old man gave his welcome speech.
I was helpless. "Grandpa, don't waste your words. I won't spend any money here. Please get out of the way and send me back to the 'Resurrection Corridor'."
The old man looked puzzled, " What do you want to spend here?" Then he straightened his face and said, "Since we are here by chance, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Is my place not as good as that lifeless 'Resurrection Corridor'? It's impossible. I hired a famous designer to design it. The style can't be too bad."
I was stunned for a moment. Did I think wrong again? "Excuse me, where is this place and who are you, old man?"
"Oh, look at me. This is my first time working on-site. I'm not used to it yet and forgot to introduce myself. This is where I usually rest and work - the Temple of the God of Death. And I am, of course, the supreme and the ruler of the undead - Lord Death!"
The temple of the god of death, the god of death? No matter how I looked at it, I couldn't connect this magnificent palace and the peaceful old man with the horrible legend - the god of death holding the scythe and ruthlessly harvesting lives.
As if seeing my confusion, he said, "Nowadays, we all need to pay attention to packaging when doing things. Since we want to spread believers among the world, I, an old man, must adapt to the local customs and keep up with the trend. I am working here, not going to kill people or set fires. What if the mess scares you?"
I breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't matter where it was, as long as it was free, pleasing to the eye, and there was an old man to chat with me. It was much better than the legendary "Resurrection Corridor".
"Grandpa, oh no, Lord Death, what are you doing here alone?" You're not here just to chat with the people who come here, right?
"Didn't I tell you? I work here."
"Office? What kind of work do you do?"
The old man flashed to the center of the temple, looked up to the sky, raised his hands and prayed, his expression solemn and sacred, "Young warrior, warrior who is not afraid of death, welcome to the temple of the god of death, come, kneel at my feet, become my believer, spread your faith in the world, welcome to join the ranks of the noble, mysterious and powerful necromancers."
I was stunned when I heard this. I didn't know what to say. Was this old man mentally ill? His speech was incoherent and incomprehensible. Loneliness was terrible, but it was not necessarily an easy thing to perform here with a paranoid patient.
The old man posed for a long time, but seeing that I was still standing there stupidly, he became unhappy. "Hey, young man, I've been talking to you for a long time, why are you still standing there stupidly? Come over here!"
I was in a state of panic, thinking of various ways to deal with the situation. I heard that the old man seemed a little angry. After all, he was the landlord, and as the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. As a guest, I didn't want to go too far against the host's wishes, so I had to walk over slowly.
"Come, sign your name on this contract." Seeing me coming towards him, the old man swiftly took out a piece of paper.
"What kind of contract is this?"
"Soul Contract. After signing it, you will possess the powerful power of the undead and become a noble necromancer. As my loyal believer, you will spread faith in the world and contribute your meager strength to fight against the evil Church of Light and revive my undead race."
What a mess, necromancer, why don't you let me join the so-called evil Church of Light? Looking at the contract in front of me, I signed my name helplessly. Since I have to perform, I have nothing to do anyway, so I will temporarily play a guest role as an extra to kill time. I should really introduce Afeng here. He and this old man both have delusions, so they should have a lot in common.
As soon as he saw me sign my name, the old man smiled and hurriedly put away the so-called contract. Then he posed, muttered something, and his expression became sacred and solemn. He stretched out his right index finger and pointed at the center of my forehead, and a black light flashed all over his body. "I, in the name of the supreme god of death, declare that the player Ah Dai has changed his job to a hidden job - Necromancer, and his job level is: Apprentice Necromancer."
I just felt as if a mysterious force penetrated my body, and a black light flashed all over my body. At the same time, a line of golden words appeared on the system notice bar, and the voice of the system notice rang in my ears: "Congratulations to player A-Dai for becoming the first person to change his job in "Tianxia". Looking at the information bar again, I despairingly found that my job name was displayed as "Necromancer", and my job level was "Apprentice Necromancer". The border of the spirit bar also turned into a thick black. Damn it, I was deceived, I was not kidding, I really changed my job to Necromancer.
I stared at this big liar and old man fiercely. My heart was in turmoil for a moment, thinking about how to solve and save the situation. The old man looked at me calmly, "Let me make it clear first, once the soul contract is signed, it will take effect immediately and cannot be changed. It's too late for you to regret it now."
Damn old man, sinister and despicable old man, is it true that good people don't live long, and evil people leave behind thousands of years? Why did I meet him so soon? Why did I meet him instead of the evil "playboy" who was innocent and kind?
The dead old man's eyes revealed an indescribable pride. "Young man, I'm sorry for your condolences. It's useless to be sad now. You still have a long time to live! In fact, the necromancer is also a very powerful profession. You will learn and experience it slowly, and one day you will be proud and famous. Come, first take a look at your innate professional skills, and then I will introduce to you how to become an excellent necromancer."
I have no more ideas. This trip to Tianxia is completely ruined. Not only did my dream of becoming a knight shatter, but I was also inexplicably transferred to a necromancer. Although I have never played the game, I have heard a lot about it. Generally speaking, evil necromancers are the mortal enemies of the Church of Light, and they must be killed on sight. I heard that the Church of Light exists in the Western Continent in Tianxia, and it has very strong power. Think about the cardinals and holy knights of the Church of Light. What can I use to fight them? I came to Tianxia to help Afeng teach a lesson to the "playboy", but I don't want to confront the powerful Church of Light without knowing my own strength. Why am I so unlucky? Nothing has gone smoothly since I logged into the game!
I looked at the skill bar. There was only one skill on it. It was probably the talent skill that the old man mentioned. The talent skill itself will comprehensively improve all the attributes of the skill by 20%, which means a higher skill success rate, hit rate, speed and power. If you can come across a good talent skill, it will help the player a lot. The five dark stars arranged behind the skill represent the skill proficiency. The brighter the stars, the more proficient the skill is, and the various attributes of the skill can be improved accordingly.
