Chapter 2 It's Terrifying to Have No Culture
The Babylonian Academy of Magic and Martial Arts of the Lancelot Empire covers a huge area and is well-known within the empire. It is the most important training place for the empire's magicians and knights.
Among them, the Magic Academy is divided into the light department, the dark department, the fire department, the water department, the wind department, the earth department, the thunder department, the summoning department, and the space department. The refining field and living area, the entire college is like a small city.
The undead department where Brian worked as a handyman belongs to the branch of the dark department. Because the undead department has to deal with dark creatures such as skeletons and carrion, and the undead department magic has been declining for many years, the undead department is not only the least affected by all departments. It is also the weakest department. Even the other students in the dark department look down on the undead department and disdain to be in the company of the undead department students.
After six years of life as a handyman at the Babylonian Magic and Martial Arts Academy, Brian was in the weakest and most unpopular undead department. In addition to his special job (carrying corpses and skeletons), he had suffered scorn and humiliation for six years, and not a day was not life. in pain.
Following Brian's memory, Han Shuo returned from the path in the back mountain of the academy, in the dark and windy night, through the small gate dedicated to the academy's chores.
Because it was late at night, the students had rested early. In addition, the road that Han Shuo took was very remote. Han Shuo did not meet anyone along the way. On the way, Han Shuo looked around and noticed that the building layout of the Babylonian Academy of Magic and Martial Arts resembled the style of some Western European countries on Earth.
After a while, Han Shuo finally returned to the Necromancer Academy. The place where Brian lived was a grocery store - this was completely in line with his status as a handyman.
The grocery storeroom is full of messy items, most of which are discarded groceries or materials discarded after experiments.
Many of the things in here are waiting to be disposed of, waiting for Brian to throw away. The undead students would throw some unwanted items over the window and wait for Brian to deal with them.
The hybrid storehouse was not very big in the first place, except for some messy things that looked like garbage, there was only a small wooden bed, and even this small bed would pile up every day because the students never paid attention when throwing it around. Rubbish.
Brian worked until the night every day, and the first thing he did when he came back was to sort out the garbage in his little bed, and wait for the next morning, when no one else was awake, Throw away what must be disposed of first.
When Han Shuo arrived at this hut, he looked at the groceries like a garbage dump, his nose was sore again, and he deeply sympathized with this poor boy—how did he live these six years!
The air in the hut was so filthy that even opening the windows didn't help much, because these filthy odors were all emanating from those discarded things. There was still a lot of rubbish on that little bed. It seemed that even if Brian died, others would continue to habitually throw rubbish here.
Dragging his tired footsteps, Han Shuo felt very difficult to walk a few steps (the ground was full of discarded rubbish), and finally came to the cot, intending to tidy up the cot first, like Brian, and sleep well. Sleep.
However, Han Shuo is not Brian after all. Halfway through the process, Han Shuo's heart was filled with anger like ripples. This anger was only sporadic at first, but that trace of the demon energy in his body, when Han Shuo was angry, was also irritated. With the rapid flow, the anger in Han Shuo's heart began to ignite like a spark.
In the end, Han Shuo abruptly put down the movements in his hand, and said viciously, "I'm not Brian, I don't suffer from this kind of crime! Brian, Brian, I occupy your body, let me punish that little witch for you. Lisa!"
Han Shuo didn't know that, according to his original character, although he would have this heart, he would definitely not act so impulsive - before, he only had evil thoughts, but he didn't have the courage to turn them into reality!
out of the grocery store,
Han Shuo walked all the way to the living building where the female students lived. In the dead of night, Han Shuo sneaked into the living building. Brian often came here to clean, and he was very familiar with it, and he knew exactly where Lisa lived.
There are far fewer male and female students in the undead department than in other departments, so each female student has a separate room, which is spacious enough and has all the living facilities. Compared to the garbage dump where Brian lives, this is paradise.
Lisa lived on the second floor, and Han Shuo couldn't go in at night. Fortunately, there was a big tree behind Lisa's room. Han Shuo shrunk down like a skinny monkey. Able to step foot close to Lisa's window.
The window was not closed, and Han Shuo was delighted. He stood on tiptoe and leaned his slender body next to Lisa's window. Looking inside, this little witch Lisa's room is decorated in pink, which looks very cute. There are some furry and cute toys hanging on the wall of the table inside.
A faint fragrance poured into Han Shuo's nose and mouth. Han Shuo wrinkled his nose. He never thought that such a cruel and vicious Lisa would make the room so cute.
It was impossible to beat him. Han Shuo knew in his heart. He leaned closer to the window and took another look, and found that in the corner, there was a hazy pink tent—where was Lisa's bed.
He took out a small bottle from his carry-on bag, smeared a little blood for the experiment, and smeared it on his eyes, nostrils and the corners of his lips, and looked at a broken and discarded small mirror (picked by Brian), and put the brown His hair was a little messy, and when he looked in the mirror again, there was already a blood-stained face, a terrifying and gloomy face.
"Hey, if I can't beat you, I will scare you to death!"
Han Shuo was very satisfied with his current appearance. He nodded and smiled in a low voice. After everything was ready, he stepped on the tree trunk and approached Lisa's window. To Lisa's window.
"Boom thump..., thump thump..."
Lisa seemed to be still dreaming, woken up by the sound of "dong dong" from the window, she opened the pink tent sleepily, and walked out with bare feet.
The carpet is also pink, and the little feet that are as white as jade land on the carpet. Under the quiet moonlight, the five toes are pink and tender, which looks a bit cute and moving.
Lisa is a little younger than Brian, a young lady from a noble family. Regardless of what she did to Brian, Lisa is still an uncompromising little beauty, with long, smooth, golden hair, 1.62 meters in length. He looks a little taller than Brian, with slender eyebrows, a straight nose, and lovely red lips.
Lisa, who was wearing pink pajamas, didn't seem to be fully awake yet. After stepping out of the pink bed, she instinctively looked towards the source of the sound.
A familiar face covered in blood, with bloodstains on both eyes, nostrils and the corners of the mouth. The long one looks ferocious and terrifying. The thin body is swaying from the window. It seems to have no weight. With himself, there is no breath of life.
"Wow……"
A soul-shattering exclamation spread throughout the living quarters of the female students.
Han Shuo sneered inwardly, secretly saying that this time he will not scare you to death, but will scare you unconscious. Thinking to himself, Han Shuo's expression became more and more terrifying. His empty eyes were full of white eyeballs, and his body swayed even more when he stepped on the branches.
Because of rolling his eyes, Han Shuo could no longer see Lisa. After a terrifying scream, Han Shuo's expression became more and more terrifying, and suddenly he didn't hear Lisa's voice again.
He must have fainted from fright, Han Shuo thought to himself. Hearing the cursing voices of the female undead students around him, Han Shuo thought to himself that it was time to withdraw, otherwise he would be out of luck if he was caught.
Just as he was about to restore his eyes to normal and escape, suddenly there was a huge pain on the bridge of his nose, and then another huge pain on his head. He involuntarily fell from the tree, and he fell numb and dazed.
Then a rain-like attack landed on Han Shuo's body "crackling", and a voice beat and scolded: "Brian, I don't see that you have any prospects! You didn't die last time, but is your brain broken? Miss, I practice undead magic. I spend every day with skeleton zombies. You idiot pretended to be a corpse to scare me. I really admire your idiot behavior. Does Lisa, the great wizard of the undead in the future, even have a soul? Can it be indistinguishable in the body?"
The pain was terrible, but it hurt even more in the heart. This idiot Brian stayed in the undead department and worked as a handyman for six years. How could he not even know such a little common sense, which made him dare to do bad things for the first time. It came to such an end.
Undead magic? This magical undead magic can even distinguish this kind of thing, and it really has some ways. It seems that in this unfamiliar world, there is indeed a lot to learn. Otherwise, today's tragic events may still be staged.
When the pain intensified on his body, Han Shuo screamed and thought wildly. He secretly said that Chu Cangming's magic art has a magic word, and undead magic is not a good way to just hear the name. Conflict, or—stronger?