The necromancer who traveled through another world is too tough

Soon we arrived at the teaching building. It was a three-story building. The surrounding environment seemed a bit gloomy. The magic of death gathered and turned the nearby trees into undead. If it were in a fairy tale, it would be a witch's favorite place.

At the door of the teaching building, there are the words "Department of the Undead Teaching Building".

Yuan Wei followed the guidance and came to the Undead Intermediate Class 1. There were already dozens of students waiting inside. There were men and women, each with a bamboo pole-like figure, gloomy eyes, and an expression that kept strangers away. There was indeed a kind of undead. The demeanor of an archmage.

Yuan Wei retracted his body, not wanting to expose his strong physique, not for any other reason, but because he was afraid that they would feel inferior, hehe.

Finding a seat in the corner of the front row, Yuan Wei sat down casually.

After a while, some more students entered one after another. Yuan Wei glanced around the class and found that there were already more than a hundred people in the class.

This is the first time Yuanwei has come into contact with so many classmates. Thinking about the 20 or so classmates in the junior college, this is the holy land of necromancers.

This is indeed the case, because the summoned creatures of the undead system are relatively fragile and can easily cause large-scale casualties in one-on-one combat when facing range attacks from other systems.

Only on the battlefield, tireless undead creatures can be summoned to transport supplies, and they can also be used as cannon fodder and commandos in large-scale battles. They are deeply loved by battlefield generals.

And after reaching the advanced level of magician and magister, the undead creatures summoned by the necromancer will be qualitatively improved, have preliminary intelligence, and can fight on their own. That will be the spring of the necromancer.

At 8 o'clock sharp, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, holding a lesson plan, and narrowed eyes entered the classroom and appeared on the podium.

He straightened his very messy hair, as if he had just remembered that he was a mentor and needed to pay attention to his appearance, but the poop in the corners of his eyes still revealed the truth that he had just woken up.

Seeing that all the students had entered the classroom, he slowly said:

"Welcome all the little undead to the Northwest Advanced Magic Academy. You have made a very good choice. This is the holy land of undead magicians. You will spend the most important period of your life here. I believe you will be very unforgettable.

I am your class teacher Qi Fengxing, and I will accompany you through the intermediate magician stage.

But I believe you may not like me in the future.

But it doesn’t matter. You can check all the things in the college by yourself through your student ID card. If you don’t know how, you can find it directly in the forum. Of course, if you have money, you can post tasks.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention the most important thing. The currency used by the college is college points. Except for basic courses, any course requires a payment of points from the student ID card before you can take it.

Here is what I need to emphasize again as a class teacher, college points are everything and knowledge is priceless.

Little guys, if you are short of points, hurry up and complete the task. Of course, if you are rich, you can exchange points. 1 low-level magic stone can be exchanged for 1 point. If you want to exchange, you can come to me. "

After speaking, he glanced at the students and then continued:

"I will attend the college ceremony later, so I will stop talking and choose a class president for you first.

In the future, the squad leader will rate your daily performance, collect attendance statistics, assign class tasks and lead the class in team operations, which can be said to be extremely important.

And the monitor is the face of the class. I will appoint one in the first school year. If you are not satisfied after half a year, you can challenge it on your own.

Who is Yuan Wei? Stand up. You can do it. You are the first in the military merit list among these students. You are the squad leader. "

When Yuan Wei heard the head teacher calling his name, he was stunned for a moment, and then stood up helplessly.

Seeing all the classmates looking at him, he looked at the class teacher with some embarrassment.

"I don't want you to be in vain. You can get 10 college points every month as monitor. I will give you permission soon."

"That's okay, I'll do it!" Yuan Wei heard about the benefits and immediately nodded in agreement.

Qi Fengxing glanced at Yuan Wei helplessly, feeling a little regretful about his arbitrary decision, but he had to eat the bitter fruit he had brewed with a smile no matter how hard it was.

Then he continued:

"Your first-year courses are all basic courses. The class schedule will be sent to the class group. You can log in to the class with your student ID to view it. I am teaching the theory of the undead this year. You should familiarize yourself with it in advance."

After chatting for a while, he looked at the time, did not let the students ask questions, and walked directly to the college auditorium with a group of necromancers.

Today was the entrance ceremony for the entire college's new students. Yuan Wei glanced around and saw that in the vast auditorium, tens of thousands of little magicians were sitting quietly in designated seats, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

Not long after, more than a dozen magicians who looked like mentors appeared in the stands. Feeling the strong magic fluctuations on these mentors, Yuan Wei couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

These more than ten instructors are already in the realm of great magisters, and the strong magic fluctuations even formed ripples, spreading towards the auditorium.

Sitting in the center was the principal of the college whom Yuan Wei had met before.

Feeling the powerful magic fluctuations in the stands, the little mages were like quails without making a sound.

Not only that, Yuan Wei secretly looked at Qi Fengxing, the head teacher in front of him, and saw that he also clenched his fists, his face was a little serious, and he was indeed mumbling to himself at the corner of his mouth.

Yuanwei used the power of Xuan Ming to his ears and listened to himself. It turned out that the cheap class teacher was secretly cursing these tutors,

"They are all old and ungrateful. They release their coercion first during the ceremony every year. They really treat it as magic power and it doesn't cost money. They all pretend to be the same."

When Yuan Wei heard this, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart. The magical fluctuations in emotion were actively stimulated.

But Yuan Wei didn't dare to show it. God knows whether these monster-level mentors on the stage would hear their slander.

However, looking at the instructors in the stands, he was a little excited. These were all magisters or even grand magisters. Yuan Wei couldn't help but be surprised by the foundation of the academy.