Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Chapter 62 Soul Guessing, The Germination of Second Hand Plan 3.0

Nine p.m.

On the dark road, more than a dozen copper-bone warriors with soul fires flashing strided forward.

In the surrounding green belt, some skeletons can be seen digging pits with iron swords from time to time.

Whenever a pit was dug, a body found in a nearby building was thrown into it.

Most of the bodies were human, and none were complete.

Most of them were disemboweled, missing arms and legs.

Although these corpses are somewhat lost, some temporary skeletons can still be summoned.

It's just that because the material grade is too low, the initial strength will be much lower.

But even so, under the order of Qi Lin, who is diligent and thrifty, the loyal skeletons are still tirelessly digging holes, throwing corpses, and burying them.

Only to complete Qi Lin's backhand plan 1.0.
Follow the Bronze Bone Warriors cruising the road.

After about 10 minutes.

With his face covered in mud, Qi Lin walked slowly with a backpack on his back.

He followed the safe path that the Bronze Warrior patrolled.

From a distance, it looks like a harmless, mediocre survivor.

If it wasn't for him frowning and thinking hard, he was holding a picture in one hand and a pen in the other.

"Well, you can actually shave off the meat and leave the bones for burial when the corpse king is born."

"After all, those flesh and blood will rot in the ground sooner or later, so don't waste them."

"It doesn't work either. After removing the flesh and blood, the initial strength of the summoning is not good enough. The quantity and quality of the undead army must be grasped with both hands."

Qi Lin walked slowly on his legs, looked down at the hand-painted map and frowned, thinking hard about the arrangement of the existing plan.

He is well aware that there is no perfect plan in the world.

Only by constantly improving and constantly checking for deficiencies can we make better plans.

Qi Lin suddenly thought of the previous test.

He tried to remove materials such as the sharp claws of corpse beasts to make some weapons and protective gear.

But Qi Lin found that once those were removed.

The initial strength of the summoned units will drop a lot.

Later, the option of man-made equipment was temporarily shelved.

Qi Lin also discovered that if the flesh and blood of the dead beasts were removed, the initial strength of the summoned units would also be reduced.

There are very few ordinary corpse beasts now, and most of them are devoured by the same kind of advanced mutants.

This also means that if Qi Lin wants to follow the route of the number of undead, the more corpses the better.

Before the proficiency has been improved, the same mental power and different material levels can increase the initial strength of the summoned unit.

Although the meat will rot in the ground, who knows which will come first, the accident or tomorrow?

Considering this, Qi Lin temporarily canceled the meat removal operation.

A howling and shrill cold wind made him stop, and gather up his worn clothes.

To this day, he still wears the cotton clothes that were torn to pieces by Banhua.

It's not that there are no new clothes to change, it's just that Qi Lin feels that this outfit is more in line with ordinary Chosen Ones.

"Why am I always so dark?"

Qi Lin looked up at the flickering solar street lights on the side of the road, and felt a clue in his heart.

He took a step forward and continued towards the safe house that the old ten had prepared for him.

"The things that the demons burst out are the blessings and rewards given by the will of the planet. The original intention is to help the chosen ones go further, so these rewards are converted by using some unknown energy, will it be yes."

Qi Lin's heart skipped a beat.

"Could it be that those energies are soul power, but the undead killed the corpse beast and absorbed the soul power, so the probability of shipment decreased?"

"So this is why the undead can upgrade faster than ordinary Chosen Ones and faster than the main body?"

Qi Lin kept walking, tapping the hand-drawn map with the marker pen in his hand.

"Mysteries of the Soul"

Qi Lin felt that he had discovered something, but what he didn't notice when he looked down at the map was that he was about to bump into the solar street lamp on the side of the road in deep thought.

Seeing this scene, the black warrior who had changed his clothes in the distance quickly rushed to Qi Lin and knelt down on one knee while the magic patterns on his legs were shining.

"My emperor!"

The thoughtful Qi Lin stood still, staring at the black warrior standing between him and the solar street lamp, he was stunned for a moment: "Get up."

He looked at the black warrior in a neat black suit, and admired in his eyes: "The aesthetics are not bad, this dress looks like a social elite."

"It was picked by the ghost boss for his subordinates." The black warrior got up and replied.

At this moment, the black warrior was wearing a sun hat on his head, and a face scarf embroidered with gold patterns on his face, and his eyes with flashing magic patterns were also blocked by black sunglasses.

The whole dress down, unless the use of detection skills.

Otherwise, no one would be able to detect that it is an undead creature based on its appearance.

"Master, don't you need to notify Qin Youyi?" asked the ghost boss.

Qi Lin looked in the direction that made him feel a little cold, he knew that the ghost boss was there.

"It's been fifteen years since I asked, and that kid is fishing on the roof."

"Don't worry about him, he will catch up when he sees the undead."

"Let's go, Old Ten is already waiting for us, we're going to the next safe house, and then we have to prepare for the monster hunting at Wanda Plaza."

Qi Lin put the items in his hand into the space ring, and strode towards the safe house in the southeast.

A black warrior holding a silver sword followed closely behind him as a personal guard.

The ghost boss floated above Qi Lin's head, looking vigilantly at both sides of the street that had been cleared to safety by the undead.

For this Qin Youyi who kissed the toe of the goddess of fortune, Qi Lin has never known how to arrange him.

Before, Qi Lin thought about sending out a team of undead to Qin Youyi, the other party would gain experience, he would get props, etc.

But later, because of the lack of experience for some reason, Qi Lin gave up for the time being.

Qi Lin needs experience too much.

With experience, you can get more undead with different advantages.

These undead can greatly enrich his means of combat.

And Qin Youyi's luck in blowing things up was too dependent on luck.

Qi Lin never wanted to hand over his future to illusory luck.

Only solid plans.

Only a lot of undead.

It is his guarantee of peace of mind.

And his military status also made Qi Lin hesitate.

He has always guessed that such a big matter as blood drawing is absolutely impossible for a few low-level officials to be involved.

As for why not use the contract scroll?
That's because this golden scroll will be a vital item in Qi Lin's implementation of the follow-up plan 3.0 PALUS.

Qi Lin has always been thinking about that first-level Nanzhili mechanic.

Qi Lin, who was striding forward, suddenly stopped, and took out the hand-painted map in the space ring.

He found the large characters marked with a red marker on the map: First Class Mechanic, find him before the army, and kill him on the spot.

Qi Lin held a marker pen and wrote a line of small characters next to it: After finding the other party, observe first, if it is worth signing a contract, then let him go, implement the second hand 3.0, let the old nine train him before sending him into the military
After finishing writing, Qi Lin blew on the handwriting, and then put it into the space ring.

"If this backhand can be realized, in case the military does not hand over the murderer in the future, then the table will be turned."

"I'm looking forward to seeing them invest in the laser tanks and heavy guns they made, and turn the muzzle."

"That must be wonderful."

Qi Lin was thinking silently, when a question from the ghost old eight came from the soul link.

Lao Ba is an undead squad responsible for patrolling the outermost periphery of the south.

"Master, to the south, in the Hechuang Industrial Park, I found a monster that looks like a big scorpion."

"Master, there are more than [-] humans upstairs next to the demon seed, including people in camouflage uniforms. They waved flashlights at the copper bone before, as if trying to attract our attention."

　Na na,
　　The number of characters in the monthly ticket encouragement list exceeds the limit
　　It's related to works that don't count the number of texts

　　
　
(End of this chapter)