Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

Nowadays, more than half of the City of Strife has been completely covered by the Tomb Territory.

Especially the core buildings like the Lord’s Hall have all been relocated near the Blood Moon Observatory.

Undead leaders such as Tidamia and Leblanc have done very well, perfectly executing Fang Zhou’s plan of appropriation and replacement strategy.

This has brought a meteoric rise in the resource production efficiency of the Tomb Territory.

Fang Zhou harvested resources all around, especially the reserves of Soul Power, to provide the necessary consumption for the upcoming journey to the core of the Death Energy Prism and to comprehend the Undead Blood Moon Will.

After confirming everything was stable, he returned to the Blood Moon Observatory, entered the Death Energy Prism, silently waiting for the moment the passage opens.

The key is whether he can smoothly advance to Gold using the energy within the Death Energy Prism and soar to great heights!

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A few days later, in Beast Fighting City.

Fang Zhou was meditating in the barracks, continuing to increase his Mana reserves and Spirit Attributes, but there was a knock at the door outside the barracks.

Fang Zhou’s current barracks were in a corner in the south of the city, it was a two-story standalone small building, with a small yard downstairs.

Through the Undead Guard outside the barracks, he looked and found it was actually two acquaintances, the leadership of the Flame Medal Adventurer Group, Yan Yan and Jing Fei.

Fang Zhou went downstairs, opened the door, and warmly said, "Director Yan, Director Jing, what brings you here?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Fang Zhou, I asked Old Shen about your address, and that’s how I found you," Yan Yan said with a smile.

"Director Yan, we are all old acquaintances, and have fought side by side before, why so formal? Just call me Fang Zhou."

Fang Zhou invited them in, sat in the yard, brewed a pot of tea, and the three sat and chatted.

"Director Yan, Director Jing, why haven’t I seen Director Lin Qingshan, Lin Qingshan?"

As soon as Fang Zhou spoke, the atmosphere felt off.

Yan Yan and Jing Fei’s original smiles fell silent, the atmosphere becoming somewhat gloomy.

"Sigh, Old Lin is dead.

He was unlucky, during the previous decisive battle against Beastmen in the Desolate Land, his infantry camp suffered a magical attack from the Beastman Glory Shaman.

A hundred-man squadron suffered over half casualties instantly.

He perished on the spot, not even all of his body was recovered."

Fang Zhou’s expression also turned somber.

For Magic Professionals like him and Shen Zhongyun at Silver Level, as long as no one gets greedy or aggressive, staying behind protection in the rear during a Beastman frenzy, the risk isn’t too high.

Especially for Summoners like them, having enough cannon fodder to withstand enemy fire, even directly participating in decisive battles like Fang Zhou did, without a scratch.

But for ordinary Bronze Tier Combat Professionals like Vice Director Lin Qingshan from the Flame Medal Adventurer Group, every battle is a gamble licking blood off the blade.

The aftermath of high-level Professionals’ battles can be enough to lay waste to Middle and Low Tier Professionals like them.

It’s been more than two years since joining military school, especially the half-year stationed at Tiger Suppression Fortress, some familiar faces around Fang Zhou have suddenly disappeared.

Frankly, Fang Zhou dislikes this feeling of life and death separation.

After a while of silence, Yan Yan suddenly smiled, brought up the main topic, stating the purpose of their visit.

"Fang Zhou, we’re born in these chaotic times, accustomed to life and death.

Old Lin merely found liberation before me.

Let’s talk business instead.

You’re a young genius, ascending to Silver before 20, and a Lieutenant Colonel officer for the Longxia Federation military.

In terms of strength and status, I don’t know how far beyond this old bone of mine you’ve surpassed.

However, since you’ve said so, I’ll boldly call you Fang Zhou.

I heard from your Uncle Shen that you’ve been meditating constantly in Beast Fighting City lately?"

"Yes, my strength is still too low, so meditation can’t stop," Fang Zhou also skipped over Lin Qingshan’s demise topic, nodding.

Next to him, Jing Fei’s eye twitched hearing this.

The last time he saw Fang Zhou, this guy was still a Bronze Tier cadet.

Now it feels like this guy’s strength is already at Silver Middle Rank.

"Ah, haha... Meditation is good, meditation is good!"

Yan Yan also awkwardly smiled, then continued, "You may know our Beast Fighting City is preparing to develop a new city in the Desolate Land, right?"

"I’ve heard somewhat, heard this is the growth focus for Beast Fighting City’s future," Fang Zhou nodded.

This news wasn’t hidden, the construction of a new city in the Desolate Land has spread throughout Beast Fighting City.

Many adventurers are heading to the Desolate Land, hoping to get a share of the pie in this new city construction work.

If done well, perhaps it’s the chance to build a fortune.

"Then I won’t beat around the bush, are you interested in developing in the Desolate Land?" Yan Yan said with a smile.

"Naturally interested, but you know my circumstances.

Just broke through to Silver not long ago, penniless, haven’t yet decided what to do,"

Fang Zhou held the teacup, gently sipping the tea inside.

"We are all familiar, and my relationship with your Uncle Shen is good too, so I won’t beat around the bush," Yan Yan chomped at the bit.

"Please go ahead," Fang Zhou put down the teacup, poised to listen seriously.

"Jing Fei and I have been in Beast Fighting City for almost ten years, with some connections."

"Now someone has pointed us towards a money-making opportunity, both Jing Fei and I find it promising.

But relying on just us two and the Flame Medal Adventurer Group’s strength may not be enough, we want to pull you in," Yan Yan said.