A Necromancer, Summoning a Type 055—What the Hell?

As a necromancer, Chen Mo's whole style went completely off the rails the moment a bloodline sacrifice connected him to the motherland.

Others summon zombies. My skeletons carry automatic rifles and deliver salvation through firepower.

Others summon dark warriors. My skeletons wield heavy sniper rifles-one shot, one soul.

Others summon flesh giants. My skeletons drive tanks with five pairs of road wheels. Explosions are an art.

When a legion of bone dragons came roaring in, blotting out the sky, Chen Mo calmly turned around and deftly entered a lengthy set of connection coordinates.

[Hercules-Corona Borealis Great Wall-KBC Void-Sloan Great Wall-Pisces-Cetus Supercluster Complex... (N astronomical units omitted here) ...Inner Solar System-Blue Moon System-Blue Star-Republic of Dongxia]

An enormous behemoth crossed the dimensional barrier and emerged.

"Allow me to formally introduce you to the ultimate brute, unrivaled across the seven seas, the voice of truth, serving under the great eldritch god of industrial Cthulhu from the East: the Type 055 guided-missile destroyer, equipped with a 112-cell vertical launch system, a 130 mm naval gun, a Type 1130 close-in weapon system, and Sea Red Flag short-range surface-to-air missiles."

"Oh, right. Thanks to the levitation runes provided by our magic instructor, we should now call this fellow a Type 055 spaceborne guided-missile destroyer."

"With this big guy here, I'm not singling anyone out. I'm saying every last one of you is trash!"

This book is also known as What the Hell Is an Industrialized Undead Scourge?, We're All Summoners, So Why Do You Suck So Much?, I'm Trying This Hard, So Why Are You Still Alive?, and Life with Mom Backing Me Up Is Truly as Lonely as Snow!