Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

Zi Liyuan was able to get his hands on “Skeleton Reinforcement”, “Miasma of Death,” and “Dark Eye Vision”—three skill books used by death class professionals—simply by a fluke, like a blind cat running into a dead mouse.

“Dark Eye Vision” was luckily obtained by a rookie who had just awakened and changed class, who got extremely lucky in a dungeon and found it in a chest.

As for “Skeleton Reinforcement” and “Miasma of Death,” it was pure luck that he encountered a crafty merchant and bought them for a higher price in Dragon Coins than the market rate.

Given that slick merchant Ge Pangzi’s slipperiness, it’s highly likely that these two skill books were also acquired from rookies.

Therefore, Zi Liyuan didn’t even bother to look in the skill book stores set up by the Empire; instead, he went straight to the privately-owned shops.

Unfortunately, after a full round of searching, he indeed saw some items related to death class professionals, but they were all low-tier items, only suitable for those unranked or First Order, so they were of no use to him any longer.

“It seems that if I want to collect a variety of regular summons, I’ll have to wait until I’ve entered the Dragon Academy.”

He sighed, purchased a lot of delicious foods and potions suitable for Level 80 that could temporarily enhance attributes, and returned to his new villa with a slightly sour mood.

But the moment he opened the villa gate, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, his Spirit instantly emerged from his body, and enveloped the territory of his home.

“Huh~ How did she find her way here?”

In his mind, an unexpected woman appeared; however, her current condition wasn’t great—she was still in an unconscious state.

He quickly closed the front door and darted into the villa like lightning, leaping up the stairs with the agility of a cheetah, and reached a room on the top floor of the third storey.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Number Two collapsed and unconscious on the sofa.

This strikingly beautiful woman with flaming red lips, long legs, and a sexy figure, was currently bleeding profusely, almost staining the sofa red.

“Damn, she’s covered in cracks and fissures; what the hell injured her?”

He approached to check Number Two’s injuries, particularly puzzled by the numerous tiny wounds on her body; Zi Liyuan couldn’t fathom what had caused them.

But that didn’t stop him from feeling the continuous loss of her life force.

“Clearly she’s not gravely hurt, so why is she unconscious? Could it be that her Spirit was also attacked, causing her to fall into this state?”

Number Two had at least one-third of her health remaining, but it was still draining; without replenishment, she would run out of blood and die in about two hours.

“This is Great Xia Dragon City, shrouded in a great sealing barrier. Skills and most damage-dealing items are banned and can’t be used; how did she get injured like this?”

Seeing that Number Two wasn’t going to die immediately, Lord Zi slowly removed her blood-soaked clothes to examine her injuries more closely.

But the next moment, he was startled by a blue ball that sprang free of its constraints, dazzling his eyes.

“What the—?! This basketball’s way out of regulation, it’s supposed to be F-grade, how could it look like it’s in C position once bound?”

Looking at the blood-stained blue ball, Lord Zi shamelessly scanned it back and forth, observing the damage on the ball, trying to figure out the dense cuts and fissures.

After studying it for several minutes, Lord Zi finally managed to pull his gaze away and began examining the other injuries on the body.

In this moment, Zi Liyuan truly appreciated the miraculous and beautiful creations of nature.

Mountains picturesque, waves majestic, a sight to soothe the eye and soul, one can only marvel at the greatness of nature.

However, setting aside the beautiful scenery, the sight of Number Two’s injuries made Zi Liyuan’s brows furrow deeply.

Not a single spot on her body was intact, truly every inch was wounded.

Her injuries were as numerous as cow hairs, extremely fine and horrifying, with blood seeping from each wound, almost turning her into a blood-soaked figure.

“Damn, even if one were entangled in a fine and sharp fishing net, it wouldn’t result in so many densely packed injuries, this is too terrifying.”

Zi Liyuan silently observed Number Two’s injuries for a moment and even prodded some of the more heavily bleeding areas with his hand.

Only then did he take out several potions from his Spatial Backpack.

He pried open Number Two’s tightly closed flaming lips and poured down a Level 30 top-grade Health Recovery Potion, followed by Spiritual Energy Recovery Potion and Spirit Recovery Potion.

The first two could restore health bars and spiritual energy values, replenishing 75% of the total value for professionals not exceeding Level 40, while the latter could quickly alleviate negative states like dizziness from spirit overload.

But after gulping down three top-grade potions, the wounds on Number Two’s body showed no sign of healing; in fact, the blood seeping out seemed to increase slightly.

“Her self-healing ability has been disabled, to heal these densely packed wounds, external intervention is necessary.”

A body governed by game rules grows stronger with three basic attributes continuously increasing.

For someone like Zi Liyuan, whose physique had broken through a thousand, if he were to cut a bone-deep, one-foot-long wound on his arm with a small knife, a little stitching would likely allow it to heal as good as new within an hour.

Number Two’s current level was Level 37, and although her physique wasn’t as monstrous as Zi Liyuan’s, it was definitely beyond 100 points, indicating her healing ability was not weak.

Yet these wounds, as numerous as cow hairs, showed no sign of healing, clearly indicating that the injuries she suffered nullified the body’s natural healing capabilities.

Frowning, Zi Liyuan took out a large purple bottle with a pained expression.

He also extracted a large pack of water-soft tissue papers and began to wipe off the blood that pervaded her body.

“Hopefully, the early investment won’t be wasted, otherwise…”

His gaze swept over the basketball, and he opened the cap of the big purple bottle placed to the side, covering the opening with his palm and pouring some purple liquid onto his hand.

“Whew, I’m really not taking advantage of you here, this is the life-saving ‘Purple Cloud Potion’, specially reserved for myself. It’s a level 60 potion that can eliminate any negative status on the body up to Level 80. This potion is worth tens of millions of Dragon Coins; you’re getting quite a deal!”

Lord Zi muttered under his breath, grasping the basketball and feeling the warm and soft sensation in his hands.

Gently patting the basketball, each pat created a depression.

“These wounds are really soft… cough cough… no, the wounds are really smooth… uh, the wounds are really dense.

But no worries, after applying the Purple Cloud Potion evenly, there will definitely be no scars left.

Moreover, the wounds will heal immediately, and when you wake up, you should definitely thank me.”

While speaking, Lord Zi finally let go of the evenly smeared basketball with reluctance.

After a thorough examination, he confirmed that the wounds had completely healed, leaving no imperfections, and he couldn’t help but laud the powerful healing effects of the Purple Cloud Potion.