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Chapter 2

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Lancelot Empire's Babylon Academy of Magic and Force occupied an extremely large area and was renowned within the Empire. It was the most important nurturing ground for the Empire's mages and knights.

The School of Magic was divided into the light, dark, fire, water, wind, earth, thunder, summoning, and space majors. Each major had its own school building, library, laboratory, training field, and living quarters. The entire Academy was like a small city.

The necromancy major that Brian was an errand boy belonged to the dark major. Because the necromancy major had to deal with dark creatures such as skeletons and zombies, in addition to the fact that necromancy magic had been on the decline for many years, the necromancy major was not only the least popular among the other majors, but it was also the weakest. Even the other students of the dark major looked down on the necromancy major and disdained to be associated with the students of the necromancy major.

During his six years as an errand boy in the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force, Brian was in the weakest and most unpopular major. Add to that his special job (moving corpses and skeletons), and he had suffered endless disdain and humiliation. Not a single day went by that he didn't live in agony.

Han Shuo followed Brian's memories and returned from the small path in the mountain behind the Academy. It was a dark and windy night, and he returned from the small door used for errand boys.

Because it was late at night, the students had all gone to bed early. Add to that the fact that the path Han Shuo took was quite remote, Han Shuo didn't run into anyone along the way. Han Shuo observed his surroundings along the way and discovered that the layout of the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force resembled the style of some western European countries on Earth.

After a while, Han Shuo finally returned to the necromancy major. Brian lived in a warehouse — this was completely in line with his errand boy status.

The warehouse was filled with a messy assortment of items. Most of them were discarded junk or materials from experiments.

Many of the items here were waiting to be disposed of, waiting for Brian to throw them away. The necromancy students would throw their unwanted items here through the windows, waiting for Brian to dispose of them.

The Hybrid Library wasn't big to begin with. Other than some rubbish, there was only a small wooden bed. Even this small bed was filled with rubbish every day because the students didn't pay attention to it when they threw it.

Brian worked until night every day. The first thing he did when he came back was to sort out the rubbish on his small bed. Early the next morning, he would throw away the rubbish that had to be dealt with before anyone woke up.

When Han Shuo arrived at the hut and saw the junkyard warehouse, he felt a lump in his throat. He deeply sympathized with the poor boy — how did he get through these six years!

The air in the hut was extremely foul. Even if the windows were opened, it would not be of much use. This was because the foul smell was emitted from the abandoned things. There was still a lot of rubbish on the small bed. It looked like even though Brian had died, others continued to throw rubbish here out of habit.

Dragging his tired feet, Han Shuo found it difficult to take even a few steps (there was rubbish on the floor). He finally arrived at the small bed and planned to clean it up like Brian and have a good sleep.

However, Han Shuo wasn't Brian after all. When he was halfway through cleaning, Han Shuo's heart rippled with anger. This anger was only sporadic at first, but the trace of magical energy in his body circulated rapidly when Han Shuo was angry, causing the anger in Han Shuo's heart to burn like a spark.

Finally, Han Shuo abruptly stopped what he was doing and said fiercely, "I'm not Brian, I won't suffer like this! Brian, oh Brian, since I've taken over your body, let me help you punish that little witch Lisa! "

Han Shuo didn't know that according to his original personality, although he would have the intention, he definitely wouldn't have acted so impulsively. In the past, he only had evil thoughts, but he didn't have the courage to turn them into reality!

Walking out from the warehouse, Han Shuo walked towards the dormitory where the female students lived. In the dead of night, Han Shuo sneakily came to the dormitory. Brian often came here to clean and was very familiar with the place. He was very clear where Lisa lived.

There were far fewer male and female students in the necromancy major than in the other majors. Therefore, every female student had their own individual room. It was spacious inside and had all the amenities one could wish for. Compared to the garbage warehouse that Brian lived in, this was heaven.

Lisa lived on the second floor and Han Shuo couldn't enter at night. But it was a good thing that there was a large tree behind Lisa's room. Han Shuo shrunk his body and climbed up the tree like a skinny monkey. He was just able to tiptoe and approach Lisa's window.

The window wasn't closed. Han Shuo was secretly delighted. He stood on his tiptoes and moved his skinny body next to Lisa's window. Peering inside, he saw that the little witch Lisa's room was decorated in pink and looked very cute. There were some cute furry toys hanging on the table and walls inside.

A faint fragrance flowed into Han Shuo's nose and mouth. Han Shuo wrinkled his nose. He hadn't thought that the ruthless and vicious Lisa would actually make her room so cute.

Han Shuo knew that he couldn't beat her. He moved closer to the window and took another look. He discovered that there was a hazy pink curtain in the corner — Lisa's bed was there.

He took out a small bottle from his bag and smeared some of the blood used for the experiment on his eyes, nostrils, and the corners of his lips. He looked at a broken and abandoned mirror (which Brian had picked up) and messed up his brown hair a little. When he looked at the mirror again, he saw a horrifying and gloomy face with bloodstains all over it.

"Heh heh, even if I can't beat you, I'll scare you to death!"

Han Shuo was very satisfied with his current appearance. He nodded and laughed darkly in a low voice. After everything was in place, he stepped on the tree trunk and moved closer to Lisa's window. His body swayed along with the tree trunk as he extended his skinny right hand and knocked on Lisa's window.

"Knock knock … knock knock …"

Lisa seemed to be still dreaming. She was woken up by the "knock knock" on the window. She sleepily opened the pink curtain and walked out barefoot from inside.

The carpet was also pink. Her jade-white feet landed on the carpet. Under the quiet moonlight, her five toes were pink and tender, appearing somewhat cute and moving.

Lisa was a little younger than Brian and was a young lady of a noble family. Disregarding the way she treated Brian, Lisa was still an out-and-out little beauty. She had a head of soft golden hair, a height of 1.62 meters, and looked a little taller than Brian. She had slender eyebrows, a straight nose, and lovely red lips.

Lisa, who was wearing pink pajamas, didn't seem to be completely awake. After walking out of the pink bed, she instinctively looked towards the source of the sound.

A familiar face covered in blood. There were bloodstains on his eyes, nostrils, and the corners of his mouth. The long and long face looked sinister and terrifying. His thin and small body swayed left and right at the window as if he was weightless. His eyes were empty and lifeless as he stared at her.

"Wah …"

A startled cry rang through the entire female student's residential area.

Han Shuo laughed darkly in his heart. He thought to himself, I'll scare you to death this time, or at least make you faint. As he thought this, Han Shuo's expression became more and more terrifying. His empty eyes rolled back and his eyeballs rolled back and forth. His body swayed even more violently on the tree branches.

Because his eyes were rolling back, Han Shuo couldn't see Lisa anymore. After the frightened cry and Han Shuo's expression became more and more terrifying, he suddenly didn't hear Lisa's voice anymore.

She must have fainted from fright, Han Shuo thought. Hearing the curses of the necromancy major female students coming from all around, Han Shuo thought it was about time to retreat. Otherwise, he would be in deep trouble if he was caught.

Just as he was about to restore his eyes to normal and flee, he suddenly felt a tremendous pain on the bridge of his nose, followed by another wave of pain on his head. His body involuntarily fell from the tree, his entire body aching and his head spinning.

Attacks like raindrops then landed on Han Shuo's body with pitter-patter sounds. A voice scolded as it hit, "Brian, I didn't think you'd have a future! You didn't die last time, but is there something wrong with your brain? I cultivate necromancy magic and spend every day with skeletons and zombies. You idiot actually pretended to be a corpse to scare me. I really admire your idiotic behavior. Could it be that the future grand magus of the necromancy major, Lisa, can't even tell if a soul is in a body or not? "

His body hurt greatly, but his heart hurt even more. This idiot Brian had stayed in the necromancy major as an errand boy for six years. How could he not know this bit of common sense? He had caused him to have the courage to do something bad for the first time, but he hadn't thought he would end up like this.

Necromancy magic? This miraculous necromancy magic was actually able to tell even this kind of thing apart. It did have some skill. It looked like there were many things that he needed to learn in this foreign world. Otherwise, today's tragedy would have played out again.

As the pain in his body intensified, Han Shuo's thoughts ran wild as he cried out in pain. He inwardly thought that Chu Cang Ming's demonic magic had the word "demonic" in it, and necromancy magic didn't sound like a good path just from the name. If he cultivated the two together, would there be a conflict? Or would it be stronger?

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