Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

The mixed-race girl arrived at the newly opened game arcade, and sure enough, it was already overcrowded.

"Ah~ I'm late!" She said with some annoyance.

At this moment, she saw several ancestral spirits dressed in black robes without any horn decorations on their heads.

Ancestral spirits usually like to wear horns on their heads. It is quite rare to have a bare head like this.

The mixed-race young lady couldn't help but look at the other person a few more times.

One of the ancestral spirits showed a devilish smile after seeing the young lady.

"Is this guest interested in experiencing our new project?"

"Ah? I see there are no seats here anymore..." The young lady looked around and saw that it was already crowded.

"It doesn't matter, there are some internal experience qualifications that we will randomly select and distribute to lucky users." The ancestral spirit said.

"Haha! That's great! Let's set off quickly!" The mixed-race young lady couldn't wait.

"Please come with me." The black-robed ancestral spirit led the young lady to the underground level.

The moment he entered the underground floor, the surrounding noise suddenly stopped. It seemed that the sound insulation effect here should be very good.

Here, the mixed-race young lady saw many handsome and unusually dressed similar people walking around here. They were all followed by a black-robed ancestral spirit as their guide.

"Oh! Do you have so many internal quotas?" The young lady was a little curious.

"Actually, it's not that much. It's just that the underground is crowded and everyone is gathered together, which makes it seem more crowded." The black-robed ancestor spirit led the young lady to a small room full of technology.

After the ancestor spirit entered the password, the door to this room opened.

"You can enjoy the new games we release inside, and if you want to come out, just press the red button inside."

"Okay!" The young lady rushed into the room without even listening to Zu Ling's introduction.

After she entered, the room door closed automatically.

The young lady skillfully opened the game compartment in front of her and quickly lay down in it.

"Do you want to enter the game?" A cold male voice sounded.

"Enter!"

"Neural connections are being generated... Please select the degree of reality..."

"..."

After setting a series of parameters.

The young lady finally entered the game that she had longed for.

"Please select your genre..."

"School One: Golden Knight..."

"School Two: Necromancer..."

"..."

There are so many genres to choose from in the game. There are even many inexplicable schools among them, such as bugs and vampires.

Insects can grow by eating soil or feces. Their vitality is extremely tenacious and they have very low environmental requirements. They seem to be a profession that is friendly to novices. But just the need to eat feces is unbearable for the young lady.

As for that vampire, they make a living by sucking human blood, and they don't look like a good sect.

After struggling for a long time, the young lady chose the alchemist school.

She felt that this sect seemed a bit similar to the real-life Dionysian sect.

The Dionysian Cult also likes to mix some weird materials together to make wine. This alchemist behaves similarly to them.

The young lady doesn't know how to make wine. She chose this genre simply because she wanted to make delicious food in the game.

After several hours of fussing, the young lady finally entered the game.

"Get the blood of the alchemist! This is the foundation of your profession, please develop its potential seriously!" This is the last time the game prompts.

Next, the young lady was surprised to find that she was in a strange small room.

"It's so real! It feels like my second body... Maybe those combat pilots feel the same way?"

After the young lady packed her equipment, she went out to explore the vast world.

But now while she was immersed in the game, the black-robed ancestor spirits outside the door quietly gathered together and held a meeting.

"How's it going? Have all the places been given out?" asked an old-looking ancestor.

"Elder, send it all out. The hybrids don't have any objections to this new thing."

"Haha, that's really good. Sure enough, with games as a carrier, those hybrids can't refuse." The elder couldn't help laughing.

"Yes! There are many elites among the hybrids who have studied with Greg. If they study the divine blood with us, the progress of our experiments will definitely be accelerated a lot." said a black-robed ancestral spirit.

"Well, Greg's cooperation conditions are too harsh, so we can only find another way." The elder nodded.

"It's just that the number of elite hybrids participating in the game is still too small. If there are no problems in the preliminary test, we will open more game cabins to allow more hybrids to join!"

"But elders, the hybrids are not stupid, they will probably see the clues." A black-robed ancestral spirit was worried.

"It doesn't matter. Looking at the background data, until now, no hybrid has quit the game. It shows that they really love this game."

"Even if they realize the problem, I don't think they can refuse the temptation of the game. Besides, the knowledge of divine blood is an incentive for them." The elder is not worried about this.

"Then what if the demigod Greg intervenes?"

"Him? According to my information, he has too much time to take care of himself right now. I'm afraid he won't come out in a short time. Sure enough, the results shown by the destiny magic are correct. There will definitely be no problem opening a game store at this time!" The elder showed confidence. smile.

But at this moment, an ancestral spirit who was observing the data suddenly said: "Elder, there is a very serious problem now, that is, no one chooses the insect school."

"..." The scene suddenly became quiet.

The eyes of all the ancestors wandered, obviously expecting this result.

"Everything exists for its own reason. There must be a profound reason why a coprophag can become a demigod. We can't stop studying it just because his ability is criticized..."

"Let's do this! In the game, we can greatly increase the numerical value of the insect man. As long as it is strong enough, someone will always choose it." The elder showed a smile like a dog planning.

"Of course, in order to show the power of this genre, we need our members to volunteer to demonstrate this genre to everyone. Which of you is willing to try?" The elder looked around the group.

But what was more embarrassing was that everyone present lowered their heads in tacit agreement.

"..." The elder's smile froze on his face.

Because the realism of this game is so high, its highest limit can reach 99% simulation, and its lowest limit is 25% simulation.

And the insect-man style is quite special. He needs to eat feces to become stronger...

Even if it is adjusted to the lowest level of fidelity, not many big guys dare to try this genre.

"Sigh... In that case, don't worry yet. I think as long as the base is large enough, someone will try it." The elder did not force everyone.