The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

You can't beat him, and you can't win the argument. Facing such an opponent, the only thing you can do is to be helpless and furious.

The brave man lost his temper after being bullied by Li, and could only ask his companions to take him away, the farther away from Li the better.

The brave man, who was carried away by his companions, had thought of ten thousand ways to kill Li. It was not until he walked out of the town that he remembered the followers who had been poisoned with him.

"How are the others?"

The hero has come into contact with the artifact and has a considerable resistance to the curse, but others are not so lucky.

"My lord, they are all dead."

The young hero had never expected to lose his most compatible companions in this way. He wanted to go back and seek revenge on Li, but the severe pain in his stomach forced him to calm down.

"A gentleman's revenge is never too late!"

The brave man uttered some harsh words, then retreated in disgrace with his men.

Only a small number of people followed the brave man and left. Most of the refugees were on the periphery, and some of them didn't even react to what was happening.

Many of them were still thinking about occupying the town. When they saw the brave man being carried away suddenly, they all showed confused looks on their faces.

"What happened to the hero? What are we going to do if he's gone!"

The refugees began to panic.

This is how the era is. When people have someone to support them, they can show their vicious faces, but once they lose their support, they become refugees who are in danger of losing their lives every day.

Seeing their performance, Li realized a serious problem.

“…education must be universal.”

Only by giving people wisdom can they think clearly in chaotic situations. If Li wants to build a place where he and his family can live in peace, he must enable people to protect themselves.

If Li needs to do everything personally, even if he has ten clones, they still won't be able to handle it all.

If some small mistakes occur, Li will need to step in to manage them, and Li can forget about it.

Li climbed up the grain stack where the brave man had stood before, and looked down at the people gathered in the square.

"Everyone look at me, I have something to say!"

No matter what means Li used to harm the hero, the fact that he was able to kill the hero has already proved his ability.

People looked up obediently, waiting for Li to announce their fate.

"I know how difficult it was for you to get here. You were forced to leave your homeland. Now that you are here, we are willing to accept you. We will provide you with help, build houses together, and cultivate the fields together. The promises we made to you before are still valid!"

The refugees' gloomy eyes brightened up. Li did not blame those who caused the chaos, but told them that what the brave man promised, he could also promise.

"But! There is a prerequisite for living here, and that is to become a resident of the town, get rid of the bad habits you developed in the wilderness, and obey the rules of the town!"

Some of the troublemaking refugees glanced away, not daring to look Li in the eye.

"Now, let me hear your voices, those who want to have a full meal, raise your arms and shout!"

"Oh!"

There were sporadic responses from the crowd, most of which came from the friends Li had arranged in advance.

"Those who want to live here in peace, let me hear your voices!"

"Oh!"

This time, there were a few more people catering to it.

"Let me see how many people there are who want to marry and have children here, own their own fields and houses, and eat bread and salt fish every day!"

This time, everyone raised their arms and shouted loudly, as if they wanted to vent all their negative emotions.

Just like that, the pressure created by the brave men disappeared, the chaotic refugees began to obey the management of the militia, the crowd dispersed, divided into settlements, and marked out settlements near the town.

Li resolved the chaos with just a few words. Looking at the figure standing high on the grain stack, the original residents of the town all changed their views of Li.

Jack looked even more incredulous. He moved closer to Li and asked his son in a low voice.

"Did you really poison the food?"

“…Dad, is that all you want to ask?”

What Li cast was a curse, not poison. The curse could be activated according to Li's wishes, but poison was not so convenient.

"No, I want to talk to you about the arrangements for these refugees..."

The situation was back under control, the brave man was driven away by Lee, and Jack wanted to discuss what to do next.

However, Li walked around Jack and pulled Xiaoli back, leaving Jack with a look of disinterestedness.

Jack had indeed done something wrong this time, so he could only follow him home silently, thinking frantically in his heart how he could restore his father's dignity.

But I heard Li and Xiaoli talking and laughing in front.

"Xiao Li, you didn't do well this time. The umbrella you held almost poked my eye. Next time I'm going to find a way to get a tape recorder and play Superstar."

"Okay, young master. I'll go to the traveling merchants and see if they have any recording chickens for sale."

"How could a peddler have a tape recorder? Go see if anyone is selling music boxes and buy one for me."

Xiaoli nodded and took note of the young master's strange request.

"Son, I have a music box. I bought one for your mother, but she didn't like it, so she kept it in the storage room, where it has been gathering dust for several years."

Jack tried desperately to find topics to talk about in order to establish a good relationship with Li.

The mistake made with the hero created a big rift between them as father and son, and Jack was trying desperately to make up for it.

Li saw Jack's intention, but was not very impressed by his father's performance.

"Dad, if you have time to talk about this, you might as well go deal with those bodies first."

Jack followed Li's finger and saw the brave followers who were knocked down by the curse. The bodies were thrown in the square and no one cared about them.

Jack thought Lee wanted to dispose of the bodies to avoid spreading the plague.

"Don't worry, once I've arranged for the refugees, I'll have the militia take care of them."

"Dad, you have to do this yourself. Drag the body to the cemetery first, and remember to bury it shallowly."

When Jack heard Li's instructions, he realized that Li collected these people's bodies in order to resurrect them.

"Son, these people are against us and want to rob our town. There is no need to waste magic power on them, right?"

"Dad, didn't you admire them before? I never saw you dislike them when we were drinking together."

Li Zhen kept talking about things that were not related to the topic. Jack felt a little aggrieved, but he had no choice but to bear it.

"Okay, Dad. The lives of these people are in my hands. They won't dare to cause any more trouble."

After explaining everything to Jack, Li took Xiaoli back home.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw my mother waiting at the door, tapping the ground with her toes, looking very anxious.

"Mom, what are you doing standing at the door?"

"What are you doing, you little bastard? Who allowed you to go out and show off?"

Li, who was always so arrogant in front of others, was pulled on the ear by his mother when he got home. Xiaoli's giggles beside him became the background sound of Li's suffering.