Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 1 White Thighs and Tea Sister

The spring breeze of the Starry Continent cannot melt the snow in the Dark Forest;
The setting sun over Black Crow Castle cannot illuminate the gloom deep underground.

As a time traveler, Chen Mo was hunched over, rubbing his slender, snow-white thighs in the dark cellar of the ancient castle.

He wiped so gently and tenderly, as if he were caressing his beloved.

After wiping one side, Chen Mo gently patted the pert pelvis, and the owner of the thigh cooperated by turning over, presenting the white shinbone to Chen Mo.

Well, the owner of those snow-white, slender thighs is a skeleton.

Tell me, isn't it snow-white? Isn't it slender?
But what summoner mage cleans up skeletons every day?

This other world is so frustrating!
As a promising but not particularly outstanding college student in the modern Xia Kingdom, Chen Mo rewarded himself with a trip using the money he earned from tutoring. However, on the beach, he encountered a child who had been swept away by the waves due to his parents' negligence.

Several people around him were shouting for help and rushing forward in the water. In a moment of impulse, he also rushed over.

The problem is, he grew up by the sea and is a great swimmer, while he has only practiced in a swimming pool, the kind where the one-way distance is no more than 25 meters.

On a beach where waves crash one after another, people rescued the child, and then came to rescue him.

It's too late!

When Chen Mo opened his eyes again, he saw a skull pressed against his face as he was washed ashore on the riverbank.

His white teeth parted, as if he were forcing a smile at himself.

Chen Mo fainted again.

The one who pulled him out was a castle guard of the necromancer Archmage, Lord of the Black Crows.

And so, Chen Mo inexplicably became a servant in the castle.

This place is Black Crow Castle, located on the edge of the Dark Forest of the Starry Continent. It is the private territory of the Black Crow Archmage, where the Necromancer Archmage and his three vassal mages, dozens of guards, and hundreds of servants live.

Fortunately, thanks to his education in his previous life, Chen Mo had good cultural literacy and quickly stood out from the servants, becoming one of the Grand Master's prospective apprentices.

Upon discovering for the first time that he could summon the undead from the altar using magical materials, Chen Mo was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

Mages, summoners, skeleton armies, death knights!
The dream of so many boys and men!

Then reality gave him a harsh lesson.

Archmage Black Raven's assistant, the Dovetail Mage responsible for teaching spells, coldly reminded all the little ones: "You are just a bunch of trash."

The castle has twelve formal apprentices and sixty-six prospective apprentices. The unit of measurement for prospective apprentices is the same as that for skeletons: "single".

Every year, several, even a dozen, of these small creatures die in the castle.

The apprentice's status in the castle is slightly higher than that of the skeleton spearmen, but lower than that of the silly zombie axemen.

Chen Mo became obedient and began to cultivate diligently.

Waking up early, one receives a hard lump of food that could break one's own skeleton; this is the castle's preparatory apprentice's daily ration.

They had to rely on their own skeletons to slowly poke out some powder with the tip of their spears, and then force themselves to swallow it down with the cold water in the pit.

In the morning, I cleaned the castle, looking disheveled.

In the afternoon, I dealt with my summoned skeletons.

In the evening, I clean the summoned creatures for all the prospective apprentices and formal apprentices.

Having no days off makes their lives even more miserable than those of cattle and horses working 996 in the Xia Kingdom.

What's worse, there was no compensation.

Apprentice and Summoning Skeleton, a pair of chosen workers.

Chen Mo spent most of his daily time cleaning for the undead. It wasn't that the Black Crow Archmage had any obsession with cleanliness; it was simply that the laws of this world were too real.

Why do most beginners summon undead?
The greatest advantage of the undead from the underworld is that they don't need to eat, drink, or relieve themselves, and they don't need to pay extra for food. When they go out, they don't need to worry about the logistics of their summoned creatures.

A destined partner for a poor monk, and an excellent transition for a rich young man.

However, there is a problem: the intelligence of low-level undead is generally not high.

They have absolutely no idea how to take care of themselves, and skeletons are a typical example.

If necromancers don't take care of themselves in time, the sand, pebbles, debris, and other hard objects that get into their joints during battle can easily get stuck, causing rapid wear and tear and resulting in damage.

The fact that the dead cannot feel pain is both an advantage and a disadvantage; they themselves are unaware of what went wrong.

Chen Mo once witnessed a skeleton spearman charge forward, only to have his knee suddenly buckle, sending him flying. He was then easily torn to pieces by the opposing side. Afterwards, the mage examined him and said that a stone was embedded between his kneecaps.

It's really ridiculous—science is being discussed in a fantasy world out of nowhere!

Therefore, Chen Mo could only diligently go to work on time every day, cleaning and lubricating the skeletons of his own skeleton and the skeletons of his advanced apprentices.

Take some time out of your work to train your meager mental and magical abilities.

If life continued like this, in another three, five, seven, or eight years, perhaps Chen Mo could be honed into a formal necromancer, but reality didn't seem to be planning to give him that opportunity.

Two days later, it was the annual birthday of the Black Crow Grandmaster, and each apprentice had to present their gift to their esteemed master.

Five years of apprenticeship and four years of service, with offerings made on every festival and birthday – that's roughly the idea.

As for the specific type of gift, wealthy apprentices can be as creative as they like, but for those without money, sorry, the task has already been assigned.

Chen Mo's orders were to follow a small team to the depths of the Dark Forest and destroy a Dark Demon Tree.

The young master, who is leading the advanced apprentices, is very powerful, so the Dark Demon Tree is doomed.

Chen Mo is doomed too.

The captain looked at him as if he were a dead man.

Chen Mo's soul, after all, belonged to a modern person who had struggled in the small society of school, and he could read the malice in this guy's eyes.

After careful observation, Chen Mo realized that this was a tragedy caused by a girl.

The girl's name was Ellie. She was a prospective apprentice from a merchant family. She was quite pretty, especially her big eyes, which looked like clear, flowing water when she looked at people, making her very charming.

In Black Crow Castle, a place where there are more men than women and it is dark and gloomy, she is undoubtedly the brightest white moonlight in the hearts of the boys.

What's more, Ellie is quite good at pulling and tugging.

Some beautiful girls are born with a talent for knowing how to navigate among men and make every guy who admires her willingly give himself to her.

It could be a labor, a handful of materials, or even a common silver coin.

The mere thought of giving a treatment to the object summoned by their goddess could excite these young boys so much that they wouldn't wash their hands for days.

Chen Mo was decent-looking and had an eye-catching presence. In just one month, he had distinguished himself among the servants and summoned his first skeleton spearman.

Their skill level may not be top-notch, but their future potential is clearly visible.

Therefore, Ellie always spoke to Chen Mo in a particularly gentle tone.

Among dozens of apprentices, only a few boys receive such special treatment. What's most wonderful is that Ellie makes every boy feel that the goddess treats them differently from others, and that they are the one and only.

The truly gifted Tea Sister!

Chen Mo, being a modern man, was naturally less shy. At first, he would occasionally make a teasing remark, making the girl blush.

Having had a previous romantic relationship, Chen Mo felt that Ellie probably considered him a good backup option.

She longed to connect with those in higher positions, but she knew perfectly well that the chances of a scion of a powerful family marrying her were extremely slim.

So, while she was shy and timid around the wealthy scions, she also reserved the possibility for potential suitors like Chen Mo.

She probably didn't have any malicious intent; she just wanted to live a better life in this environment.

Besides, since we've all ended up in the necromancer camp, who's really any better than whom?

However, Ellie's aloof and elusive movements were unbearable for some young masters from aristocratic families who regarded her as their own possession.

In a recent sparring session, two prospective apprentices died, and the formal apprentice was fined a hefty sum.

Four gold coins, three sentences of reprimand, two lives lost, wiped clean!

Chen Mo was shocked. He had been too well protected in modern times and had not yet fully adapted to this cannibalistic world.

Not wanting to be killed by such an absurd reason, Chen Mo tried to save himself.

He took the initiative to approach Ellie in front of several apprentices and subtly expressed his determination.

Study hard and make progress every day. During this period of self-cultivation, do not date!
Ellie's big, watery eyes blinked, and her voice was gentle and soft: "Brother, you're amazing! Keep it up! I believe you'll become the best summoner mage in the future!"

Chen Mo felt a chill run down his spine; he could feel the bastard's gaze as sharp as a knife without even turning around.

A long sigh escaped my lips.

I can't live this day!
Then we won't go with it!
(End of this chapter)