"Come on, come on, Junior Brother, don't be like those bookworms who only know how to study all day.
That won't do. What do Necromancers rely on? Combat!
Just burying your head in books won't work. When you have time, come out and mingle with us more. Forget everything else—once we're familiar with each other, if something really happens, would we not let you know?"
After all three instances had opened, Gu Xi did not leave in a hurry.
Instead, he stayed behind and chatted with his senior and junior brothers.
This time, they talked about instances, all kinds of news from the Game World, and exchanges of various resources.
Everyone could discuss such things here.
Without Gong Lingyu around, everyone was rather uninhibited.
Through his conversations with his Senior Brothers, Gu Xi came to understand some of the situation here.
Including the three Senior Brothers already preparing their Graduation Theses, the seventeen Senior Brothers had actually split into five small groups.
The ones pulling Gu Xi aside to talk were the Combat Faction. Their focus was combat.
In their words, if a Necromancer did not kill people, could he still be called a Necromancer?
Thus, they spent most of their time in games, leading their undead troops on slaughtering sprees from beginning to end, then from end to beginning.
Gu Xi had done such things before. Some Lower Worlds had been slaughtered by him until no one remained.
It was precisely because of this that the Combat Faction Senior Brothers thought highly of Gu Xi.
They wanted to pull Gu Xi into their Combat Faction.
According to them, everything came from battle. Why bother considering so many other things? Just kill.
Opposing the Combat Faction was the Reading Club, whom the Combat Faction called bookworms.
This was also the