"Thank you." Lynn said to Field, this time with a touch of sincerity.
"Hehe, no big deal!"
Field waved his hand dashingly, then looked at Gregor with sparkling eyes.
"Mentor! It's done! What about that Soul-Eroding Grass Extract..."
Gregor waved him off impatiently as if shooing away a fly. "Go get it yourself! Stop bothering me!"
"Yes, sir!"
Field cheered and rushed toward the materials cabinet, carefully taking the amount he needed. He winked at Lynn, then slipped out of the laboratory in satisfaction.
This task's reward would be enough for him to live it up for quite a while longer.
Advancement? How could that possibly be more enjoyable than chasing girls? The female apprentices at our Academy each had their own unique flavor.
The flowers are in full bloom right now. If I don't pick them, wouldn't that make me seem utterly unromantic...
Watching this flirtatious senior apprentice leave so freely, Lynn unexpectedly felt a trace of envy.
Field had simply been born in the wrong place. If he were thrown into the Acacia Sect, he would surely become a mighty expert who cultivated through women.
Later, I should definitely develop some dual-cultivation wizardry for him. That way, his talent wouldn't go to waste.
Looking at his own masterpiece, Lynn stepped forward and draped a large black cloak over it to conceal its body.
In the next couple of days, he would take another stroll through the Apprentice Market and equip it with weapons and armor. If he could find a cheap mount, he might as well get one too.
Unfortunately, he only had two Magic Stones left, and his salary as a research assistant would not be paid until the end of the month.
Money, money, money!!
He still needed to find some extra income. Otherwise, relying on just one hundred Contribution Points a month, he would not be able to do anything.
But he did not care for the meager Contribution Points apprentices earned through missions.
After composing himself, Lynn began inscribing the imprint.
Under the guidance of Analysis, he soon successfully carved a Mental Imprint onto the Death Knight.
Hmm... it should be called a Death Warrior now. After all, what knight did not have a horse?
Since it was only a temporary stopgap, Lynn did not waste any brainpower and directly named the Death Knight "Death Knight."
At present, Lynn could only control one Undead servant at a time. If he controlled Death Knight, he could no longer control Wu Liuqi.
Death Knight had been personally crafted by Lynn. During its creation, Lynn left a permanent mental seed in its core to make it easier to control.
This method prevented Death Knight from rebelling, while also reducing Lynn's difficulty in controlling it and extending the duration of his control.
Currently, Lynn could control Death Knight in continuous combat for around half an hour before he needed to renew the Mental Imprint.
If he failed to renew it after half an hour, Death Knight would enter an autonomous state and carry out Lynn's final command.
However, under the control imprinted in its core, it would not attack Lynn because of this.
Lynn commanded Death Knight to walk to the door of the partitioned room and stand guard like a statue.
With this thing guarding him, Lynn felt completely safe.
It was just a little too big. His Bone Ring could not hold it at all.
He could not possibly have it follow behind him all the time, could he?
Actually, having it follow him was not impossible. Plenty of people at the Academy had Undead guards trailing behind them. Thinking about it, that was pretty cool...
At that moment, Gregor interrupted Lynn's thoughts.
"Enough. The Undead has been refined, so it's time to focus yourselves again."
"You two fellow apprentices spent several days making this thing. What a waste of time..."
"If I hadn't wanted you to get some practice, I could have made this thing for you in minutes."
Clearly, Gregor was not very satisfied with Death Knight.
After all, it was only a low-end Undead. In his eyes, it was not much different from the wandering Undead outside and was utterly beneath his notice.
Lynn chuckled and did not argue.
"If Mentor had acted, the result would naturally have been extraordinary. At the very least, it would have been Wizard-level."
"Unfortunately, this student's strength is too lacking to control an Undead that is too powerful. This defective product is just right for now."
Lynn lavishly flattered his mentor.
A little well-timed flattery helped improve the relationship between mentor and student. After all, he had used so many laboratory materials, so saying a few nice words was only fair.
But... who had not started from this stage?
Gregor snorted coldly, unmoved.
"Stop looking so smug all the time, and put your mind into studying properly!"
"Your horizons and accumulation of knowledge are still far too shallow. For many things, you know what they are, but not why they are so."
"As a wizard, you should always maintain a humble and eager-to-learn heart. Don't be like Field, so unreliable all day long. Two years have passed, and he is still a Second-Class Apprentice..."
Lynn's expression turned solemn, and the frivolity vanished from his face.
With his top-tier talent and the aid of his golden finger, he had indeed become a little carried away recently.
As a transmigrator, he also held a sense of superiority over these natives of another world, always feeling as though everyone else was drunk while he alone was sober.
That arrogant mindset could easily cause him to stumble.
Wizards were a group with high intelligence. Every wizard possessed an enormous amount of knowledge in his mind.
His little bit of talent was nothing in the eyes of true wizards. They had seen far too many self-proclaimed geniuses.
Yet very few of those geniuses truly managed to grow up.
Especially in this Dark Wizard Academy.
Lynn gave Gregor a deep bow, showing that he had taken the lesson to heart.
Gregor waved his hand and ignored him.
Having been cooped up in the laboratory for several days, Lynn simply went outside to get some fresh air.
Death Knight followed closely behind him.
Since Lynn did not know whether Kevin had any close friends or comrades while he was alive, he had directly disfigured Kevin's face during the refining process to avoid trouble.
It now wore a rotting face, its eyes staring fixedly at Lynn's back as though considering where to strike.
Lynn did not feel much about it. With the Mental Imprint in place, this thing could not possibly betray its master.
When the apprentices on the road saw an Undead radiating dense deathly energy walking along, they all quickly moved aside.
They feared that its owner might lose control and cause a massacre.
Such incidents were not uncommon within the Academy. Every Undead creature was affected by negative emotions, especially resentful souls. The heavier the resentment they bore in life, the stronger they became.
Many Dark Wizards used all sorts of methods to torture the original owner while they were alive in order to create a powerful vengeful spirit.
Wiping out an entire family was considered routine. Wizards usually cast wizardry that amplified pain on the original owner, forcing them to watch their beloved family members be tortured to death before their eyes.
The original owner could only howl helplessly, transforming into the fiercest vengeful spirit under the dual torment of body and mind.
If an apprentice's Mental Power could not suppress such a ferocious Undead, it might very well go berserk within the Academy and begin a massacre.
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