Replenishing the Zombies

A year ago, the Temple of Light had led a campaign to hunt down necromancers, and nearly every country and organization in the world had answered the call. Naturally, the Cold Mountain Kingdom was among them.

In fact, the powerful northern kingdom had thrown itself into the effort.

"The Cold Mountain Kingdom arrested and imprisoned more than a hundred necromancers. The Federation suspects there's something fishy about it," Xiwo said.

"So the Cold Mountain Empire arrested necromancers and then forced them to recreate zombie technology?" Su Ming asked.

"Let the Federation worry about the power struggles between factions. We'll stay out of it and focus on catching sea monsters," Zijin said, cutting the discussion short.

"Fair enough."

The third decoy ship arrived on schedule, bringing fresh vegetables and a batch of corpses that could serve as materials for zombies. Su Ming watched Zijin cast the Zombie Transformation Spell for the first time. Long strings of runes merged into the corpses, and dark energy worked in concert with a counterfeit Law of Life to forcibly drive the shells whose owners had already passed away.

The newly transformed zombies rose one after another and joined the workforce aboard the White Triangle.

"I think I forgot to teach you." Only after she had finished everything did Zijin notice Su Ming watching beside her. "High-level zombies are quite different from skeletons. The first stage of the summoning formula-"

Su Ming shook his head. "No, not yet." He looked at his hands. "It still doesn't feel real that I've become a necromancer."

"Death is also a part of life," Xiwo said.

But Su Ming replied, "Death is death."

Zijin stopped Xiwo before he could say more. "Grandpa Xiwo, if you could only live a hundred years, imagine that you should have been laid to rest