Necromancer Trash, What's It To This Earthling?!

Awakening Plaza, West Forest City No. 2 Vocational Academy.

"Class 1, Lin Mu, special class [Necromancer], no talent."

The light of the Awakening Array faded away.

Director Liu, who was in charge of the awakening ceremony, glanced at the class emblem hovering in front of Lin Mu.

He furrowed his brows and shook his head in disappointment.

"Next."

Human joys and sorrows are not shared, but the tacit understanding to enjoy a spectacle is universal.

The surrounding students whispered, casting all sorts of gazes his way.

Most felt a sense of relief, glad they hadn't awakened such a "useless" class.

On the viewing platform in the distance, the homeroom teacher, Feng Yumei, wore a face full of regret.

She lowered her voice to converse with the teacher beside her.

"It's such a pity for this child, Lin Mu. He studied so hard, always ranking first in the grade."

"Indeed, who would have thought he'd awaken as a Necromancer."

"The Second Vocational College hasn't had a single student awaken a talent this year, while the First Academy has already produced a purple-tier talent. Each generation is truly worse than the last..."

Lin Mu stood frozen in place, clenching his fists so tightly that his nails dug painfully into his palms. (Without piercing the skin!)

Three days.

He had arrived in this world called Blue Star three days ago.

His soul now inhabited the body of a boy with the same name.

When this child was in elementary school, community workers had informed him that his parents had died inside a dungeon.

They couldn't even bring back their remains, leaving him only an apartment and a small amount of savings.

Fortunately, his academic performance was excellent, and he was well-liked by teachers and most students at school.

Everyone had hoped he would awaken a powerful combat class and leap over the dragon gate.

But reality struck like a heavy hammer, shattering all those expectations into pieces.

[Necromancer].

Since the Great Cataclysm, it had been recognized on Blue Star as the weakest special class in the early stages.

The initial summons were frail, and the user's own body was as fragile as thin paper.

In a battle between peers, they were nothing more than a walking experience pack.

This was even more suffocating than failing the awakening and becoming an ordinary person.

The despair following hope created a massive gap that was unbearable.

"Heh, and here I thought our top student would awaken some incredible class! Turns out it's the most useless special class, a Necromancer! Hahaha!"

A fat hand slammed onto Lin Mu's shoulder, and a mouth leaned close to his ear, shouting arrogantly.

The foul, fishy breath was as stinging to the eyes as a dry latrine.

Awakened from his stupor, Lin Mu turned his head to look.

The one speaking was his classmate, Wang Hao.

He had just awakened as a [Flame Warrior], which was considered a relatively powerful combat class.

At this moment, Wang Hao held his head high, his nostrils almost pointing toward Heaven, a sneer plastered on his face.

He was accompanied by several other classmates who had also awakened combat classes.

"Exactly, I heard the skeletons a Necromancer summons can be blown away by a gust of wind. They're not even as good as an ordinary person holding a wooden stick!"

"The early-stage investment is huge, but the returns are extremely low. By the time he levels up, we'll have already reached our second promotion!"

These students joined Wang Hao in mocking Lin Mu.

"Don't be discouraged, Lin Mu. Even if it's a trash class, you're still a professional. When you're scavenging in the wilderness later, you'll at least be more efficient than an ordinary person! Right, Lin, top, student?"

A burst of uproarious laughter erupted from the crowd.

Director Liu frowned but did not intervene.

In his view, although what Wang Hao said was harsh, it was an undeniable fact.

A Necromancer was indeed unbearable in the early stages.

Unless a powerful faction with deep resources poured massive amounts of manpower and materials into them to reach the late stages, their combat power remained negligible.

However, he knew Lin Mu's situation.

A boy who relied on scholarships every year—where would he find that kind of strength?

Director Liu cleared his throat and looked at Lin Mu:

"Student Lin Mu, the randomness of professions is just like that; do not be discouraged."

"Besides, the Necromancer is quite strong in the late game. If you work hard in the future, there may well be a way forward. Go to the side first and familiarize yourself with your profession panel and initial skills."

These words sounded like comfort.

But that business-like sense of detachment was more hurtful than Wang Hao's mockery.

A surge of heat rushed to his head, only to be forcibly suppressed by Lin Mu.

In this world where strength is respected, the excuses of the weak only invite more ridicule.

Pushing away Wang Hao's chubby hand, he walked silently to the side, following the method learned by his predecessor.

Concentrating his mind, he opened his profession panel.

[Name: Lin Mu]

[Profession: Necromancer]

[Level: LV.0, Experience: 0/100]

[HP: 30/30]

[MP: 60/60]

[Strength: 2]

[Agility: 4]

[Intelligence: 6]

[Constitution: 3]

Skills:

[Resurrect Skeleton] (Level 1): Consumes 10 MP to summon 1 Fragile Skeleton to fight for you. Max count: 1.

The stats were standard, leaning toward intelligence, which fit the characteristics of a magic-type profession.

But this "Fragile Skeleton."

Made his brows knit together once more.

As his gaze shifted downward, Lin Mu's breath hitched.

"This is!"

Talent: [Description Tamperer] (Black).

Black?!

Lin Mu's heart gave a violent jolt.

There hadn't been any light indicating a talent activation when he awakened just now!

It is common knowledge that everyone on Blue Star has a tiny chance of activating a talent when awakening their profession.

Talent grades, from low to high, are divided into Gray, White, Blue, Purple, Gold, and the legendary Color.

But this Black talent?

Unheard of!

It was definitely not part of the known talent rating system!

Lin Mu suppressed the excitement in his heart.

He focused his consciousness on the talent name.

More detailed information emerged.

[Description Tamperer]

Function:

Description Detail: Can see more detailed descriptions than other professionals.

Description Modification: Can modify "one character" in a description.

Restrictions:

Frequency: The "description" of each target can only be modified once per day. (To avoid misunderstanding: there is no limit to the number of targets per day.)

Level: Cannot modify the description of targets more than 5 levels higher than oneself.

Logical Consistency: Modifications must keep the description grammatically sound and logically grounded to a certain extent.

Special: Cannot directly modify fundamental descriptions such as physical attributes, professions, talents, or world rules.

Lin Mu was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed: "Holy crap! I have a cheat!"

Modify "one character" in a "description"?!

As one of the core rules of Blue Star, everything related to professionals has a "description."

This talent is simply heaven-defying!

It acts directly upon the underlying rules of the world!

Web novels never lie; a transmigration always comes with a golden finger!

Mother Earth will bless every child wandering far from home!

"Hey, top student Lin, have you seen enough? Are you feeling absolutely desperate about your little skeleton?"

Wang Hao and his group surrounded him again, still acting arrogant and overbearing.

He seemed to thoroughly enjoy the pleasure of trampling the former top student under his feet.

"The apprentice trial is this afternoon. Why don't you just give up, top student Lin? Save yourself from ending up like your parents—going in and never coming back! Hahaha!"

Lin Mu originally couldn't be bothered to pay attention to these little brats.

But perhaps because his soul had taken over this body, the original owner's obsession with his parents' deaths lingered deep within Lin Mu's memories.

It even caused Lin Mu himself to develop a strange, special affection for these two parents he had never met.

Wang Hao's final sentence had precisely touched the bottom line for both him and "him."

Wang Hao, you have already paved your own path to death!

Lin Mu suddenly turned around, a playful arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh? Student Wang Hao, a Flame Warrior, is it? I've remembered you."

Seeing that Lin Mu still dared to talk back, Wang Hao's expression darkened.

"Hmph! Still daring to be a smart-mouth!"

He stepped forward, flames flashing on his fist, ready to strike.

"This is the academy. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Lin Mu reached out to stop him, his smile becoming even more natural.

"How about this: the [Goblin Forest] dungeon this afternoon."

"We can have a spar then. Let's see if your Fire Fist is stronger, or if my skeleton is better."

Wang Hao's eyes lit up; he had been worrying about how to "accidentally" teach Lin Mu a lesson.

"Fine! I couldn't ask for more! When the time comes, I'll show you what true despair is!"

"I look forward to it."

Once Wang Hao left.

Lin Mu calmed his mind again, silently reciting his talent, and focused his attention entirely on the [Rerise Skeleton] skill in his skill bar.

[Rerise Skeleton] (Level 1): Consumes 10 mana. By channeling a faint aura of death, summon 1 skeleton pieced together from inferior bones to fight for you. Slow movement, loose structure, extremely fragile. Quantity limit: 1.

As expected, it was more detailed than the description on the panel from earlier!

"Change 'bones' to 'metal'? Or 'flame'?"

"Change 'skeleton' to 'demon'? 'Dragon'?"

Thoughts raced through his mind, countless possibilities flashing by before being limited and excluded.

Modify "one word"...

"If I change 'inferior bones' to 'superior bones,' the combat power should increase quite a bit, but that's still not optimal!"

He had to ensure safety first, then increase combat power!

The most intuitive manifestation of a sense of security was numbers!

"Change 'Quantity limit: 1' to 'Quantity limit: billion'."

"..."

"No reaction? Does it mean numbers can't be changed to text?"

"Can it only be number for number, text for text, symbol for symbol?"

"Then change 'Quantity limit: 1' to 'Quantity limit: 9'!"

This time, it actually worked!

The skill description for [Rerise Skeleton] blurred for a moment, then changed.

He couldn't wait to check the modified panel description.

[Rerise Skeleton] (Level 1): Consumes 10 mana, summon 1 Fragile Skeleton to fight for you, quantity limit: 9.