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"Me? Us?"
The resident Gu Xi had singled out still looked completely bewildered.
He was just an ordinary person. Could he really become a Necromancer or a Death Knight, just as Gu Xi had said?
If he really could, that would be wonderful.
After all, during this period, the city had remained under the high-pressure rule of Gu Xi's undead.
The residents here had already grown accustomed to the undead. Sometimes, they wondered how wonderful it would be if they could control undead as freely as Gu Xi's subordinates did.
But the undead Gu Xi had left behind only watched over them, keeping them from causing too much trouble. They did not even communicate with them in ordinary times.
Even if the residents had ideas in their hearts, they had no way to make them happen.
Now that Gu Xi had asked, this resident immediately began speaking.
"Willing! Of course I'm willing! Can I become a Necromancer like you now?
Does that mean I have to learn a lot? My grades weren't very good. Do you think I could become a Death Knight instead?"
Gu Xi glanced at the resident. He was a standard big white fatty. Setting everything else aside, his belly alone was much larger than an ordinary person's.
If he became a Death Knight, even choosing a warhorse would be difficult.
His armor would also require more steel than anyone else's.
Gu Xi was about to say no when he noticed blue handprints beginning to appear on the man's body.
These handprints were what appeared when an ordinary person came into contact with water from the River of Forgetfulness and was about to be dragged into it, becoming one of the undead spirits in the river.
Judging from